It turned out that Zhou Min deliberately pretended to be stupid, vented his anger for that mainland boy, and belittled John Zhang.

However, this John Zhang is quite cultivated, and he is not angry with the beauty, but smiles lightly at Zhou Min, and Yishi doesn't mind.

"So, can we start? Actually, I'm also curious about what kind of punch you can make with your strength!" John Zhang said to Lu Menglin.

Lu Menglin nodded and said with a smile: "I want to know too." ”

"Please!" John Zhang said with a fist clench.

The crowd dispersed and gathered in front of the dynamometer.

This force measuring machine is composed of three parts, the front is a fist target, wrapped in a sponge hardwood, the middle is a metal plate to detect the impact force, and the rear is a computer recorder, which records the instantaneous impact force changes, and then calculates and feeds back through the computer.

The professionalism of this dynamometer is much more accurate than the kind of boxing machine that Lu Menglin played in the game hall.

"You go first, I'm afraid you won't have the courage to make a move. Lu Menglin smiled slightly, put his hands behind his back, and pretended to be unfathomable.

John Zhang didn't shirk, nodded, and said, "Okay! Then I'll give you an example first." Strong strength does not mean that the punch is strong, and punching is skillful. ”

Before the words fell, I saw that John strode forward, with his left leg in front and his right leg behind, and the whole person was like a bow and arrow, and he actually took a bow step.

Immediately afterwards, John Zhang sank his waist and staggered his horse, his feet were like taking root, firmly grasping the ground, and at the same time when his calves suddenly kicked the ground, he twisted his waist, moved his hips, and swung his arms, and the movements were done in one go, and the whole person seemed to be condensed into a whole, with an indescribable sense of strength.

Bang! John Zhang punched out, as if condensing the strength of his whole body, swung it out along his arm, exploded from his fist, and hit the target fiercely.

The sound of this punch was crisp and powerful, and it actually shook the hearts of everyone present.

The target slammed into the metal plate behind it, and a bright red number popped out on the electronic display.

480 kilograms! That's an impressive number. As long as the knowledgeable people present, they were all so surprised that they almost lost their voices for a while.

You must know that the fist of the world-class boxing champion Tyson is about 1291 pounds, that is, about 580 kilograms, which is basically close to the maximum boxing power currently measured by human athletes.

John Chang is not a boxer, but he can play the strength of a professional boxer, far exceeding the baseline strength brought by his height and weight, which is incredible.

Seeing this number, John Zhang himself smiled slightly, needless to say, his face was full of confidence.

Zhou Min and Zhu Qiuhong don't know boxing, and they don't know what this number represents, they just think that the punch just now is so majestic, and the mixed-race man is like a beast out of the cage, with his own majesty, so terrifying!

And they also saw the fear in the eyes of the fitness gurus around them, so it was not difficult to deduce how terrifying his punches were.

At this moment, no one believed that Lu Menglin could win against John Zhang, not even one.

Lu Menglin's brows were tightly locked, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Because he also felt the power of the opponent's punch just now, this person's body is one, his qi and strength are combined, and his whole body strength is coordinated, I am afraid that he is not an ordinary person, but a real practitioner.

The power of the punch just now, Lu Menglin has only seen it on Fat Dun, since

I can't swing such a powerful fist no matter what.

Could it be that they simply admit defeat? From the eyes of many people present, it was already clear that such an intention was revealed.

They didn't think that there was any point in Lu Menglin continuing to come forward to compete, in the face of absolute power, not forgiving himself could only be self-inflicted.

"Now it's your turn. John Zhang seemed to be very satisfied with his performance just now, this punch had already played a powerful role, not only shocked everyone present, but also left a deep impression in the eyes of the two beauties.

"Okay! I'll try!" Lu Menglin hesitated for a moment and strode to the machine.

Suddenly, there were boos all around, and everyone felt that this kid dared to step forward, it was really unforgivable, of course they had to boo him.

Before Lu Menglin made a move, he took a hard breath and buried his breath deep in his stomach in the way of the turtle and snake breathing technique.

may not be able to compare to the other party, but Lu Menglin is still a little competitive, he wants to try how powerful the "True Martial Giant Technique" he has been visualizing for so long.

Standing in front of the machine, Lu Menglin closed his eyes and began to visualize Zhenwu in his mind, constantly strengthening his self-suggestion.

Suddenly, he only felt a slight jump in his eyebrows, and then all the bones in his limbs began to heat up, this feeling was like a heavenly fire, and his whole body was burning.

The surrounding spectators saw that this mainland kid actually closed their eyes, so they were confused, and they immediately applauded again.

"Don't pretend, just admit defeat!"

"What are you doing? Dancing gods? Thinking you can win in a daze!"

"Shhh ”

"Idiot! Many qigong masters are deceitful! He is so young, what can he know!"

"Boy, don't pretend, if you want to fight, fight quickly! If you don't fight, you will admit defeat!"

There were all kinds of ridicule and ridicule all around, and even Zhu Qiuhong felt that this mainland kid was being pointed at by a thousand people, which was really a little pitiful.

John Zhang hugged his arms and watched Lu Menglin's performance with a smile, in his opinion, this kid's movements are completely pretending to be ghosts, not in line with sports mechanics at all, if he can punch hard with such a posture, then there will be ghosts!

All these noises around him were isolated from Lu Menglin's mind, and at this moment there was only one image in his mind, and that was the appearance of true martial arts.

"True Martial Arts" is a more mysterious recipe than "Turtle and Snake Vomiting Technique", which is mysterious and mysterious.

The art of breathing is at least a breath to rely on, and the art of visualization is purely the mind, which cannot be seen, touched, or even felt, and is the most difficult existence in the world to practice.

Lu Menglin believes because he is a reborn being, and he firmly believes in the existence of souls and beliefs, and believes that he can be exercised.

So during this time, he would take time to visualize every day, combine his spirit with the image of Zhenwu, and rely on his beliefs.

Although it has not been tested in actual combat, Lu Menglin has seen Li Shixing make a move with his own eyes, and the Wudang Daoist was just a glimpse at that time, and he passed by in a hurry, but he had to leave a deep impression.

If there are inhuman beings in this world, then Li Shixing is the closest thing Lu Menglin has ever seen to an inhuman being.

Li Shixing can break through the power of human beings

limit, then I can too!

Lu Menglin's mind was firm again, and while exhaling heavily, he decisively punched out.

This punch castration is not fast, and there is a faint sense of solemnity, the fist and arm in mid-air like a brush walking on silk paper, splashing ink freehand, full of charm.

Boom! The moment Lu Menglin's fist came into contact with the target, a miracle appeared!

Instead of being pushed to the metal plate behind it, the target exploded in the air and fell apart.

This sudden explosion shocked many people present subconsciously covered their ears, and some even turned pale, just hearing this sound was as if they had been injured internally.

It's not just as simple as exploding the fist target, Lu Menglin's fist is frozen in mid-air, but the fist strength is condensed but not dispersed, like a rapidly flowing undercurrent in the sea, slamming on the metal plate behind him.

The metal plate immediately squeaked, and the red numbers on the electronic screen in the rear jumped sharply, reaching 500 kilograms, and there was a tendency to jump upwards.

However, at the moment when the data was just lit up, it was immediately extinguished. A foul burnt smell ensued.

"Hell, it's the machine that burned out!" someone immediately shouted in panic.

Many people hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, and the uproar dispersed.

Two gym staff hurriedly stepped forward to check the machine.

It turned out that the circuit board of the force tester was really burned, and the cause of the fire was unknown, but the eyes of everyone around looked at Lu Menglin obviously.

"Who is this kid?"

"That punch just now seems to be very powerful!"

"It's so powerful, even the machine has exploded, it's just terrifying!"

"That punch should have been at least 500 kilograms, right?

"Nonsense! Don't you see that even the target of the fist has exploded? If that punch just now had been hammered on someone, it is estimated that it would have killed someone directly!"

There was buzzing around again, but no one dared to underestimate Lu Menglin anymore.

Because he's done something that no one here can do, and he's proven to be tough.

As for how tough he is, everyone can't say, but after all, he is much stronger than these people present.

John Zhang, who saw this scene, also gasped, he was originally a person who practiced martial arts, of course, he saw it more clearly and profoundly than the laymen around him.

No matter how powerful the punch was just now, just breaking the target would never be able to do it himself.

I didn't expect to see real kung fu here, and it was the top one, I don't know no, John Zhang's entire back was already cold, all in cold sweat.

"How is this calculated? The number before the machine broke down just now, I should have won, right?" Lu Menglin asked expressionlessly.

John Zhang's scalp exploded when he heard this, and he quickly nodded: "Yes, you won! I lost, I admit defeat!"

He was really panicked, and he was afraid that if this kid was unhappy, he would punch himself directly, which was really not a joke.

"Come on, get a lifetime card for this gentleman!" John Zhang hurriedly shouted.

Everyone present understood that John Zhang had completely admitted it.

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