Jingwu Fitness Center!
The prosperity of martial arts had caused gyms and martial arts centers to spring up everywhere.
In this day and age, any random person could have an arm strength of a few hundred kilograms, so gyms and martial arts centers had become a good place for them to vent.
Even at night, the gym was still brightly lit and crowded.
"Ah Xiu, you're here?"
"Rashu!"
"You're a little late today!"
"Young Master Tang has arrived…"
When the martial arts coaches and students in the gym saw Rashu coming over, they all greeted him politely.
Rashu nodded and walked toward the gym's physical examination room.
The physical assessment room was the most important place in the gym.
With the popularity of martial arts, the entire world had come up with a corresponding standard for the assessment of martial artists.
All kinds of instruments were born.
For example, there was a punching machine, a testing machine, a reaction machine, and so on... Jing Wu Gym's physical testing room had all kinds of equipment. Everything that was needed for the prospective fighter test was placed inside.
Everyone could take the test at any time.
Like fist strength, this was also an assessment standard for prospective fighters.
The difference between fist strength and single-arm strength was that fist strength was the explosive power of the martial artist tested, which was also the combat strength.
No matter how strong one's foundational strength was, without combat strength, that martial artist was useless.
Therefore, the prospective fighter assessment had a total of five tests, which corresponded to talent, combat strength, defense, reaction, and speed!
None of these five were dispensable. If one passed three of them, which was to reach the 3A level, one would be a prospective fighter!
The younger a prospective fighter was, the better. If they were students, they could directly enter some martial arts academies. These academies had a higher status than Tsinghua University and Peking University a hundred years ago!
And Rashu's coming this time was mainly to test his talent!
Talent was the foundation of strength, which was pushing with one arm.
The stronger the foundational strength, the better the martial artist's talent.
One ton was the standard for a prospective fighter's talent. If he couldn't reach it, then his explosive power and defense wouldn't pass.
"Only when it reaches 1 ton can there be hope for the threshold of prospective fighters!”
"This way, you can be directly admitted by some famous schools!”
Rashu looked at the single-arm power thruster in front of him and sat on it.
"Ah Xiu, are you here for the test?"
A coach in the physical examination room looked at Rashu. Rashu smiled, but his right hand suddenly put on the handle of the horizontal push.
"Breathe…in, breathe…in!"
Rashu adjusted the aura in his body and exerted strength in his right arm.
Boom!
All the strength in his body instantly surged into his right hand. Then, the handle of the horizontal launcher was pushed up by him.
"Hmm?"
The sudden movement made the coach who had just greeted Luo Xiu turn his head around abruptly.
The commotion caused by Rashu's horizontal push was a little big!
Coach Yang knew about Luo Xiu's strength. He had a single-handed strength of about 200 kilograms.
However, the sound produced by the horizontal thruster was far from the sound of 200 kilograms.
Swoosh!
His eyes suddenly swept toward the electronic display screen of the thruster, and then…his expression instantly changed.
533！
Oh my god, it's over 500 kilograms?!
How many days has it been since this kid came here?
Coach Yang stared at Luo Xiu in disbelief. Luo Xiu curled his lips and changed his hand.
Bang!
He pushed out the thruster again.
Boom!
The machine made a loud collision sound, and then a big 555 appeared on the electronic display screen.
555 kg!
This was the strength of Rashu's left hand, which was slightly stronger than his right hand.
After all, Rashu was left-handed!
“……”
Coach Yang stared at the number and couldn't help but say,""Rashu, you…"
"It's a little fierce!"
After a while, he exhaled and stared at Rashu with a strange expression.""What kind of pill did you eat to make it rise so quickly?!”
It had only been three days, and it had already increased by more than 300 kilograms?!
Even a foreigner's gene serum wasn't this powerful, right?
"Awesome!"
Luo Xiu did not answer Coach Yang's question. He was quite satisfied with his strength.
555 kg!
The power of a high-grade medicinal pill was indeed rather fierce.
Furthermore, Rashu could feel that his strength was still increasing!
"Coach Yang, please turn on the punching machine. I want to test my explosive power!”
Luo Xiu said to Coach Yang, who was dumbfounded. Yang Yi stared at Luo Xiu and directly turned on the punching machine beside him.
Fist strength was also an indicator of the prospective fighter assessment.
Generally speaking, the increase in fist strength was 3-5 times that of the basic strength.
The greater the amplification, the greater the potential.
Tyson's strength in one arm was more than 200 kilograms, but when he used his full strength, his left fist could reach 500 kilograms, and his right fist could even reach 600 kilograms!
Moreover, this data was not Tyson's true explosive power. It was said that he could punch 800 kilograms at his strongest.
This was an increase of 3-4 times.
For the current prospective fighter's fist strength assessment, the strength of a single arm needed to reach 1 ton, and the fist strength needed to meet the highest increase…5 tons!
Therefore, if the strength of a single arm could not reach 1 ton, then there was no need to test the strength of the fist, because it was very difficult to achieve.
Unless one's muscles had a very strong amplification that could increase by 6-7 times!
Of course, there were such people, and many of them had used various kinds of Muscle Strengthening Pills and Bone Strengthening Pills to supplement their body, and then their strength increased tremendously.
It was actually very difficult for ordinary people to achieve it.
Beep!
A red zero appeared on the display screen of the punching machine.
Below the display screen was a huge black punching target. The center was the testing point. The martial artist needed to attack this point to obtain the most accurate data of the fist strength.
"Phew…"
Rashu slowly took a deep breath and completely relaxed himself.
His eyes were fixed on the black target in front of him, like a hungry wolf that was about to eat its fill.
Yang Yi, who was beside him, also watched without blinking, afraid that he would miss something.
Suddenly, Rashu's gaze focused.
His entire body was like a lazy lion that suddenly burst into action. His entire body emitted an aura that made Yang Yi's heart palpitate.
Slash!
Rashu's spine instantly tightened like a bowstring, emitting a terrifying sound.
Then, he exerted force from his feet and suddenly transmitted it to his waist. Through his spine, his right fist was like a loaded bullet. It suddenly burst out and bombarded the black target in front of him.
His fist was like a bolt of lightning, drawing a phantom arc in Yang Yi's eyes!
Bang!
A deafening sound suddenly exploded in the physical examination room.
Rashu's fist had already ruthlessly hit the center of the black punching target of the punching machine in front of him.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The punching machine let out a violent roar, and the punching target shook continuously.
On the testing screen of the punching machine, numbers were jumping rapidly.
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