Look, this stupid subhuman is actually going to test his fist power here!"

The black man's companion, an F-registered staff member, shouted loudly in English. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

"This subman wants to surpass Harry's record in the punch test. It's got to be the biggest joke here this year, don't you want to come and see it?"

Harry was the black man who had just shot 235 pounds in the lap, and he was known as the "King of Boxing" in the entire stop. Full of fist power, often in amateur boxing training, one fight three. Not yet lagging behind.

When I heard that someone dared to challenge Harry's punch record, the challenger was still a subhuman.

Many staff members who were training slowed down the speed of the machine, twisted their heads around, and looked at Qin Fan who had already punched with playful eyes.

Including Ying Junyao, who had just walked from William's office.

Qin Fan punched without any accumulation, and smashed into the boxing bag in a circle, which is a very amateurish performance in the eyes of many people.

You must know how much weight a punch is, in addition to the factors of muscle and strength, the speed of the punch will also play a very big role in the whole process.

The longer the accumulation, the greater the strength accumulated by the muscles, the faster the speed of punching, and the explosion of strength will reach a new level.

And Qin Fan didn't think about these at all, he directly raised his hand and punched, bombarding the thin whole flesh on the fist gloves.

Then he slowly withdrew his hand and stared at the fist power indicator on the side.

Bite!

With a crisp sound, the fist power indicator began to scroll with red numbers.

110.

150.

180.

220.

270.

300！

It wasn't until the number jumped to 300!

300 pounds in one punch!

A full 273 close strength, which is equivalent to the full force of 6 adults.

It's even 70 pounds more than Harry's 235 pounds just now!

That's an extra 70 pounds, though, which doesn't seem like much. However, you must know that when a person's strength reaches a certain level, if you want to go further, even if it is 5 pounds more, it will take a long time to train the devil before you can make a slight breakthrough.

And Qin Fan's extra 70 pounds, I'm afraid it will be a limit that Harry can't break through in his life!

What's more, everyone vaguely remembers this seemingly weak subhuman. I didn't make any preparations before throwing a punch, and I didn't even use my full strength!

"Oh my God, Harry's record has been broken, and it's still on a subhuman!" someone exclaimed.

It's not just him. Everyone's eyes quickly changed from casual and disdainful to incredulous.

There were even people walking on the treadmill, because they were too distracted to pay attention, and fell down directly.

And Harry looked at Qin Fan in disbelief, he shook his head at everyone, and said loudly what Qin Fan couldn't understand, as if to justify this impossibility, it should be a problem with the machine, and directly walked out and stood beside Qin Fan, in front of Qin Fan, charged his fist and smashed it on the testing machine.

210 pounds!

Sure enough, his strength could not exceed the peak value of the first time, 210 pounds was already very high, but it was 100 pounds short of the 300 pounds that Qin Fan had just hit.

"You, come!"

Harry said these two words in broken Chinese.

There is no shortage of domestic workers in the transit station, and they will understand a little bit of the simplest vocabulary.

Qin Fan didn't punch again, shook his head, turned around and walked out directly.

He didn't want to be too ostentatious in this kind of place, attracting attention and jealousy, you must know that the strength of the punch he just made was less than one-third of his full strength, and if he really hit it with all his strength and smashed it on the test machine, I am afraid that the whole transit station would boil.

"Sure enough, it grew over time. The changes in the muscles will become more and more obvious, and it has only been ten days, and it has already followed the time of Changbai Mountain. Not a notch at all. “

Qin Fan lowered his head and pondered, and had a preliminary grasp of the current stage of his own changes.

But although Qin Fan had avoided being too high-profile. But just as he was about to walk out of the door of the training room, he suddenly heard someone yelling behind him.

"Kung Fu!"

"Clay silk kung fu!"

This sentence seemed to wake everyone up, and the foreign staff in the training room were all boiling and shouting loudly together.

"Clay silk kung fu!"

"I love clay silk kung fu!"

“??“

Qin Fan's footsteps paused slightly, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground directly.

"Ma De, after explaining for so many years, it seems that foreigners believe again that the people of Yanguo can work hard??"

Leave the training room. Ying Junyao was already standing aside and waiting.

She looked at Qin Fan with a smile, and the foreign staff who chased him to the gate behind him, his eyes full of eagerness. Said helplessly: "Okay, you have carried a cauldron for the people of our whole country, see how you explain when you go back." “

Qin Fan was also very helpless, he had already left his hand, but he didn't expect to cause such a sensational situation.

"It's okay, at least we have to let them know that we don't mess with mud silk people, how are you, what did William talk to you about?"

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