[ps: Ask for collection, ask for collection, beg Taoist friends who don't have a collection to collect it, and ask for a recommendation ticket, thank you]

When the administrator Xiao Wang went out, he also closed the door of the training room very carefully, and then hung a maintenance sign on the doorknob.

After Zhou Jingfang saw that Xiao Wang went out, he said to the silence: "Come, try your fist strength, let me see if it's true." ”

After speaking, he walked to a fist strength testing machine in the middle of the training room, plugged it in, and turned on the switch. This boxing testing machine is more advanced than the one at Meng Li's house, the one Zhou Jingfang bought for Meng Li is a family type, and this one is a professional boxing testing machine, and the price is several times more expensive.

Meng Li didn't speak, he stood directly in front of the boxing strength testing machine, he knew that at any time, facts speak louder than words, and if he wanted Aunt Zhou to believe in himself, he had to show the corresponding strength to prove what he said.

The horse stepped up, and Meng Li began to gather his strength in the form of a horse pile.

This boxing testing machine has five targets, so you don't need to adjust it every time you test like the one at home.

When the strength of his whole body was transported to his right fist, Meng Li took a deep breath and focused all his attention on his right fist.

Drink!

With a soft shout, the fist struck out like lightning and slammed into the target.

The indicator light on the boxing strength testing machine lit up, and the numbers on the screen rolled rapidly, and finally stopped at "453 catties".

Zhou Jingfang, who had been watching, saw Meng Li punch that mighty punch, and he already believed what Meng Li said. The moment Meng Li punched, she could feel the power that erupted from Meng Li's body, and in her eyes, Meng Li was like a lion who had suddenly awakened from his slumber, exuding power all over his body.

Looking at the screen, Zhou Jingfang was still a little dumbfounded, because the numbers on the screen confirmed her feelings.

Meng Li's fist power really exceeded 450 catties, which has reached the standard of the third order of physical arts!

"Aunt Zhou, look, 453 pounds, I didn't lie to you."

Meng Li was a little happy when he saw the numbers on the instrument, he felt very good with the punch just now, and burst out with his unprecedented strength, 453 catties, one pound more than when he tested at home in the morning.

Zhou Jingfang heard Meng Li's words a little proudly, but she didn't make a sound, she was silent for a while, and then walked to the fist testing machine, signaled Meng Li to retreat quickly, luckily, and waved her fist towards the boxing target of the testing machine.

……

Outside the corridor, there were gradually more policemen who came to train, and when everyone passed by the training room where Meng Li and Zhou Jingfang were, they saw the sign hanging at the door for maintenance, and they all subconsciously got out of the way and went to the other three training rooms.

Among them, there was a young policeman who had been exercising in this training room, so he approached the administrator Xiao Wang to inquire about the situation.

"It'll be ready for use in the afternoon." Xiao Wang replied to him like this, he thought to himself, although Captain Zhou only said that it would take half an hour, but I still make a plan for the morning and be the leader...... Who knows how long it will be used.

……

Zhou Jingfang watched himself type out the number jù: 373 catties.

It's normal, it's my second-order intermediate strength, and when I tested it a few days ago, it was also this number, and it seems that there is no problem with this fist strength testing machine.

"Meng Li, you come back and try again." Zhou Jingfang was a little unrelenting.

Meng Li obediently stood over, and stood and punched the target three times, he saw that this boxing strength testing machine was more advanced than the one at home, and the number of the last time could be tested directly without restoration, and the number of each test should still be stored.

"432 catties, 433 catties, 430 catties" is the number of Meng Li's three punches, although none of them exceeded 450 catties, but this is Meng Li standing and attacking continuously, not his maximum punch power.

And these three numbers can better explain the current strength level of Meng Li.

Zhou Jingfang saw it in his eyes.

"Meng Li, you are really a peerless genius that has not been seen in a hundred years." She stared at Meng Li with bright eyes.

Meng Li was a little embarrassed by Zhou Jingfang's burning eyes, he had never seen Zhou Jingfang with such a cold sound, and he also knew that his physical talent was indeed very good, but the reason why he was able to reach the third-order standard of physical skills in less than twenty days relied on the effect of internal breath.

If you rely on your own talent alone, it is estimated that it will take at least a few years to enter the third order of physical arts.

"I think you don't think you've had your 16th birthday yet." Zhou Jingfang suddenly asked about Meng Li's age.

Meng Li nodded and said, "I was born on December 12, 89, and I won't have my 16th birthday until December this year. ”

When Zhou Jingfang heard this, the light in his eyes brightened a little more: "I agree with you to go for the third-order certification of physical arts, under the age of sixteen, you are going to become the youngest physical artist in the history of Huaguo!" ”

"Somatic Artist" is an honorific title for those who have reached the third level of physical arts.

As for the higher titles "Master of Sports" and "Master of Sports", you need to obtain them by the results of the Gymnastics Competition.

After passing the third level of physical arts, obtaining the title of physical magician is equivalent to entering the professional level in physical arts.

Only soccers can participate in the soccer competition.

In the nearly 20 years that Huaguo has carried out the physical arts class certification, it has been recorded that the youngest physical arts master recognized as a physical arts genius four years ago, who passed the third-order physical arts certification at the age of sixteen years and five months, which caused a sensation at that time.

Meng Li was not interested at all in whether he was the youngest physical arts master, he saw that Zhou Jingfang agreed with him to go for physical arts certification, and said happily: "Really, Aunt Zhou, then do you have time, I want you to accompany me to the provincial capital for certification today, and then rush back to the North Central Road to sign up for this year's North Central Sports Competition." ”

"You want to compete?" Zhou Jingfang's face changed, and he shook his head suddenly.

"No, there is no problem with accompanying you to the provincial city for certification today, but I don't agree with you to participate in the physical skills competition." Zhou Jingfang's face suddenly turned cold.

"Aunt Zhou, why not?" Meng Li didn't understand why Zhou Jingfang changed her face all of a sudden.

Zhou Jingfang stared at Meng Li and said seriously: "Meng Li, although your physical talent is demonic, and judging from our test just now, you can indeed pass the third-order certification of physical arts and be eligible to sign up for the competition, but ...... Do you really know anything about physical competitions? Do you know the dangers of physical competitions? Did you know that most of the people who participate in the physical arts competition are professional players who have been training in physical skills all year round, and the worst ones are semi-professional players...... The physical skills competition is not only a competition of strength, but also a competition of speed, agility, moves and experience! Do you know all this? ”

Zhou Jingfang didn't wait for Meng Li to answer, and said directly: "You don't understand, do you think you can participate in the competition just because you have strength?" Moreover, you have just reached the third-order standard of physical arts, and with your current strength, you can't beat anyone by strength alone, not to mention that others have moves and experience...... You don't know what moves, you have no experience in fighting and you have to sign up for a competition? Anyway, I don't agree, it's too dangerous, and you have to be eliminated by one round at most! There's no point in going! That's a waste of entry fees. ”