Chapter 32: Thirty-Five: Tactical Sign Language

"Fist strength test?" Fang Yu's eyes showed a look of doubt.

The security guard said: "Yes, the general boxing test is not so easy to pass, you have to play a thousand pounds of strength to pass, but it depends on you like this, it's no fun!"

You must know that even boxers of all professions may not be able to hit a thousand pounds of strength.

Among the normal martial artists, those who can play a thousand catties of strength are at least second-rate martial artists, and among the second-rate martial artists, they are considered to be powerful.

Old Man Su looked at Fang Yu and smiled: "How about Xiao Yu, the strength of a thousand catties shouldn't be a difficult thing for you, right?"

Old Man Su had already known that Fang Yu was a martial artist, and his strength was still very strong.

One of the reasons why Old Man Su brought Fang Yu over here today was to see what Fang Yu's strength was.

"Small problem......" Fang Yu said lightly.

After hearing Fang Yu's words, the security guard was immediately upset: "Boy, I see that you are not big in stature, and your tone is not small? Are you sure you want to try? If you can't pass the test, you have to pay a fee! If you pass, it's free!"

"Lead the way!" Fang Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense.

The security guard looked at Fang Yu's confident appearance, and he really didn't want to believe that Fang Yu could really play a thousand catties of strength.

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"Okay, follow me!" said one of the security guards.

Subsequently, Old Man Su and Fang Yu went to the test site under the leadership of the security guards.

I saw that on the test site, there were three boxing strength testing machines.

As long as you hit the punch tester, the punch will be able to test the punch force.

"Oh yo~~ Rare guest, look, isn't this Old Man Su!" At this moment, a voice echoed around.

I saw a thin old man with white eyebrows and silver hair, wearing a Mao suit, with a young man about twenty-seven or eighteen years old behind him, walking towards Fang Yu and them.

After seeing the old man, Old Man Su frowned: "I can really meet you anywhere, it's really unlucky!"

Then, Old Man Su said: "Fang Yu, he is a member of the four major families in Yundian Province, the Zhao family, Zhao Yunpeng, this old boy and I don't deal with him, you don't pay attention to him!"

I saw Zhao Yunpeng and came to the front of Old Man Su: "Old man Su, I still remember the last time you bragged in front of me about how powerful the bodyguard you found was, but even a newcomer in my martial arts hall couldn't beat it."

I thought that you had no face to come here in the past few years, why did you want to be embarrassed today?"

After hearing Zhao Yunpeng's words, Old Man Su immediately became angry: "Zhao Yunpeng, don't be complacent, do you think you only have excellent juniors?"

Afterwards, Old Man Su pointed at Fang Yu and said, "Let me introduce you, Fang Yu! My future grandson-in-law is also a powerful martial artist, and he must be much stronger than your granddaughter!"

For Fang Yu's words, Old Man Su was still very confident, he knew that when Fang Yu came to see him that day, he defeated all the masters of the Su family.

Old Man Su estimated that Fang Yu might have reached the realm of the day after tomorrow, at least he was also a first-class master.

Twenty-five years old, at such an age, in the martial arts world of Yundian Province, he can definitely be regarded as a strong person.

Zhao Yunpeng looked disdainful and looked Fang Yu up and down.

Looking at Fang Yu's weak look, his face was a little pale.

Indeed, at this time, Fang Yu's injuries had not recovered, and he did have a feeling of weakness.

Zhao Yunpeng's face was full of disdain: "I said Old Man Su, are you blind, although I am not a martial artist, but I can also see that there is nothing special about this kid, you will find a son-in-law like this for your granddaughter?"

Old Man Su is indeed full of confidence in Fang Yu: "Don't worry, my vision will definitely not be wrong!"

Old Man Su still remembers that two years ago, he brought a young bodyguard to the Tiandao Martial Arts Hall to learn and communicate.

As a result, his bodyguard was defeated by a twenty-year-old newcomer brought by Zhao Yunpeng, and everyone laughed at Old Man Su fiercely.

Therefore, Mr. Su has not been here for two years.

And today, Old Man Su's other purpose for bringing Fang Yu here was to hope that Fang Yu would regain face for himself.

I saw Old Man Su looking at Fang Yu, and there was a look of confidence in his eyes: "Go, Fang Yu, go show your strength!"

Old Man Su was also his elder, and Fang Yu naturally guessed the old man's thoughts, so he naturally followed his meaning and nodded.

"Old man, do you need me to keep my hand?" Fang Yu asked.

Old Man Su laughed: "What kind of hand do you keep? No, today you can be arrogant and domineering, just show it, let everyone know your strength!"

"Oh?" Fang Yu looked at Old Man Su: "If I use all my strength, I may break that machine!"

Fang Yu knew that the fist strength testing machine, with its ultimate strength, was probably about to withstand six thousand catties.

And normally, the martial artist of the Great Perfection of the day after tomorrow, the strength of a full blow is about six or seven thousand catties.

Although Fang Yu's strength was only equivalent to that of a late innate stage Grandmaster, the power of one punch was far more than 10,000 catties, and it was very easy to blow up that machine.

"Broke the machine?" After hearing Fang Yu's words, Zhao Yunpeng and the people around him were stunned, and then looked at Fang Yu with a sneer.

"I said Old Man Su, isn't your grandson-in-law not very smart, even if it is an ordinary acquired martial artist, he can't break the machine, he wants to break the machine, isn't he dreaming?"

The people around him were all full of ridicule, looking at Fang Yu as if they were looking at a fool.

The security guard sneered: "As long as your thin arms and small hands, don't break the machine, don't break your own arms, that's all good!"

However, Su Lao was confident at this time, because in his eyes, Fang Yu was an acquired martial arts master, maybe it was really possible to break the machine.

Old Man Su couldn't wait to say: "Fight! Fang Yu, give me a hard beating, it's best to break the machine, let them all shut up when the time comes, I see if they will come out with a smile or not!"

"Okay!" Fang Yu nodded.

Then they came to the front of the boxing power testing machine, and everyone held their breath and looked at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu didn't talk nonsense, he directly used more than eight thousand catties of force, and with a straight punch, he smashed it towards the machine.

"Bang!" Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the machine shook.

Subsequently, the number above the machine soared rapidly, and soon came to nine hundred catties.

However, after reaching 900 catties, the rate of rise began to slow down, and finally stopped after 1,000 catties, and it no longer improved.

"A thousand catties?" Old Man Su's smile immediately froze.

"What?" Even Fang Yu himself had some surprises.

Fang Yu estimated that his punch should be able to collapse the machine, how could it be a thousand catties?