A normal person can probably punch about 100 kilograms, and a person who has undergone rigorous training can probably punch 150 kilograms.

1 ton of impact can kill people, and 100 tons of impact is probably equivalent to a kind of invincibility.

The Magician's combat suit, however, can withstand 1,000 tons of impact, and this ability allows them to withstand all the explosions even if they are deterred by nuclear weapons, as long as they do not die to the middle, and even go deeper at the edge, they will not be damaged at all.

It can be said that the reason why the magicians were able to become the masters of this world was that their defenses were crucial - this made them have few natural enemies, and ordinary people needed too many conditions to kill them, and there was even nothing they could do in the event of retaliation.

The most powerful weapons can only be used as toys in the face of magicians, and the most powerful archmagicians can even use the power of nuclear explosions as a clean energy source to clean the dirt on their appearance.

It can be said that any magician believes that under the protection of a combat suit, only monsters can pose a threat to themselves, except for their own kind.

It's just that the magician who has turned into ashes doesn't know that a mere 1,000 tons of defense power is no different from a blank sheet of paper for a monster like Zhang Li hitting 300,000 tons with one punch.

300,000 tons of fist, what kind of concept is that? Almost a punch is no different from a nuclear bomb falling, he can say that it is a nuclear weapon rack that can be launched infinitely and can walk autonomously.

But even if he is so powerful, Zhang Li himself does not have any pride and pride at all.

A 300,000-ton fist is indeed powerful, but you must know that there are many people in the Overworld who can easily inflict dozens or even hundreds of times the damage.

Demigods can move mountains and reclaim the sea, like a mountain like Mount Tai, which weighs 140 billion tons and can be thrown around at will with extraordinary strength.

And to the point of a true god, it is also a breeze to lift a planet as a marble.

The power of 300,000 tons exerted by a simple body is really a bit unsightly.

In this world, there must be magicians who use supernatural abilities to achieve a power far exceeding 300,000 tons!

Because when Zhang Li came to this world, he had already figured out the general power system of this world.

In this world, the upper limit of strength is about the legendary level, which means that the strongest existence in this world is at the legendary level.

These magicians can use supernatural powers, and it is absolutely easy to achieve hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of tons of destructive power.

After all, any magician has a defense of 1,000 tons, so it means that these magicians will at least have a destructive power far beyond this defense, otherwise if they can't break the defense with an attack, it would be a joke.

No matter how you look at it, these magicians Zhang Li feel like a mage with a high attack and low defense, and their attack power may have a height of several times more than their defensive power.

Therefore, even with 300,000 tons of destructive power, he still had to be as cautious as possible when he could only use physical strength.

When you thoroughly understand the transcendent system of this world in the future, then you can naturally wave it casually.

"Wait, since this magician has come to me, then the little girl ......"

Zhang Li was suddenly startled, and suddenly felt that the situation seemed to be not good, so he quickened his pace and rushed frantically in the direction of home.

But halfway through the sprint, he realized that things didn't seem to be quite what he thought.

Because his attention was already focused, he could almost completely grasp the range within a few hundred meters.

There really seems to be only one person in the family, and the little girl seems to be fine.

Adjusting his pace, Zhang Li looked at his empty hands and shook his head - the vegetables he bought just now fell to the ground during the battle, and he turned around and returned to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

When he returned to his home and opened the door with the key, Zhang Li noticed that there were also strangers' footprints at the door of his house.

Obviously, the other party did come here, but I don't know why, the little girl doesn't seem to have anything wrong.

opened the door, Zhang Li saw the little girl watching TV there with a smile, and when he saw Zhang Li coming back, she rarely stretched out her hand to say hello.

The corners of Zhang Li's mouth twitched, revealing a smiling face, and he went directly into the kitchen and cleaned up the dishes in his hand.

Dinner was very late, and it was almost 8 o'clock after cleaning up, Zhang Li brought a basin of foot washing water to the little girl to clean up, and sent her into the bed.

Then he also stayed in the study, and for nothing else, he had to work for a while.

As an author, he traveled for so many days, relying on his large stock of manuscripts, but now it has almost dried up, in order not to have such a bad thing as breaking off, he feels that he should rush out more.

Although he already has a very strong strength in his body and has woken up from the mystery in the womb, habit still allows Zhang Li to continue to be an author.

As he crackled and typed, it was rare to be super fast.

Relying on his superb physical fitness, he typed thousands of words per minute, and a 2,000-word chapter could be completed in two or three minutes.

It only took a moment for him to save thirty chapters of the manuscript, and then he shrugged his shoulders and closed the computer.

Before waking up, he was able to code 6,000 words a day, which was considered the stage of procrastination cure, and now it is tens of thousands of words casually, Zhang Li feels that he still has a good taste of strength.

Of course, it's more because most of the things he coded up had battle scenes, and he had experienced countless battles, and he casually took out some of them, which was enough to describe the text and pictures vividly, and the blood of the people watching them was boiling.

One of the few turned off the computer before 10 o'clock, Zhang Li turned his head to look at the bed in the corner, the little girl seemed to have fallen asleep, and he cleaned up lightly and returned to his bedroom.

Originally, he thought that this day would pass so smoothly, but he didn't expect that in the middle of the night, Zhang Li was keenly aware that the little girl actually turned over and got off the bed and came to the bedroom.

Just as he was guessing what the little girl was going to do, a wave of sleepiness came up.

Although it was quickly dispelled by himself, Zhang Li also understood what the little girl was going to do.

"Arm, Earl Crimson." With the little girl's whisper, the bright red and black battle suit was put on her body, and with a flash of red light, the little girl disappeared into the room.

"Strange, is there anything else she has to do now?"

Zhang Li frowned, "Or is it that this afternoon's matter is not over yet?" ”

He thought it was because the gang that attacked him in the afternoon still told the little girl to do something.

It's just that things didn't turn out as he expected.

Although it does have a certain connection with that group.