Chapter Fifty-Seven: What About Being Low-key?
"Master, didn't I say it, do you know the rules of the game? It's a fighting without protective gear, and the players on the stage have signed life and death certificates, and your brother's weak chicken with thin arms and legs is not enough to fill in the gaps between people's teeth!"
Luo Xiaohu was also in a dilemma, according to the agreement between the two in advance, in order to improve the odds of Xueba, it was best to say how unbearable Xue Ba's strength was in the early stage, but who would have thought that participating in the competition would actually need a letter of recommendation.
"Although my younger brother is not as strong as me, he has also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and we didn't want to get much rank in this competition, just to let him see the world, know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world! Luo Xiaohu said with a haha.
The curator pinched Xue Ba's arm suspiciously, and then had an expression of "I believe you are a ghost".
"That's it! Xiaolong, you take him to the next test, if the test passes! I have to sell my master's face! It's just that this competition is really not a joke, it is the first time it will be held at the door of the house, and you can keep an eye on it!" The curator said with a bitter face.
"Okay! That's it!" Luo Xiaohu glanced at Xue Ba, made a gesture of pressing his palms down, and motioned for him to take it easy.
Looking at the back of the two leaving, the curator came to Luo Xiaohu's side and asked in a low voice: "This is not the son of your enemy, is it?" Could it be your illegitimate son, the competition is just a disguise, you want to borrow a knife to kill people and get rid of future troubles forever, right?"
Luo Xiaohu was shocked and impressed by the curator's rich imagination.
"Let's go, I haven't seen you for so long, I'll see if your kung fu is rusty!" Luo Xiaohu laughed and dragged the curator to the nearest boxing ring.
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At this end, Chen Xiaolong took Xue Ba to the gym, pointed to a pile of equipment and said, "Little brother, let's test your physical fitness first!"
Xue Ba nodded.
"Then let's start with a barbell!" How much did you bench press before?" Chen Xiaolong turned his head to look at Xue Ba while adjusting the barbell plates.
"I haven't lifted it before!" Xue Ba looked confused and shook his head.
"That's it, let's go up sixty kilograms first!" Chen Xiaolong looked at Xue Ba's thin figure and shook his head.
The 60 kg bench press is an entry-level weight for the average adult, but it is a big test for teenagers who have not yet grown up.
Xue Ba was lying on the support chair, grasping the barbell bar with both hands, feeling the weight on it, well, it was a little heavy, and it was really a bit difficult to rely on physical strength alone.
He moved his spiritual power slightly, and the muscles of his whole body were suddenly stimulated with extraordinary strength, and he easily pushed the barbell up.
Not bad, try the seventy kilogram one, Chen Xiaolong added another barbell piece to both ends.
Xue Ba pushed the barbell up very easily.
Yes, try eighty kilograms! Chen Xiaolong put away the contempt on his face, for Xue Ba's age, such a figure can push seventy kilograms is beyond his imagination.
Under the spiritual exercise, Xue Ba couldn't notice the difference between eighty kilograms and seventy kilograms at all, and pushed the barbell away from the bracket without any effort.
I really couldn't see that this kid had such amazing energy hidden in his body, and he was promoted three times in a row, his face was not red and he was not panting, Chen Xiaolong was very surprised in his heart, and he was also impressed by Xue Ba.
Try ninety, forget it, directly go to a hundred kilograms, Chen Xiaolong gritted his teeth, and added the barbell to the weight that he felt was a little excessive.
100 kilograms, this achievement is not compared with ordinary people, even in the gym, you can also walk sideways.
As a result, as soon as he hung up the barbell plate here, Xue Ba pushed the barbell high with a steady face in the next second.
Chen Xiaolong couldn't help but curse.
"What's wrong?" Xue Ba put down the barbell and asked with some confusion, isn't this just the beginning of the test?
"No... Not... It's nothing, let's try one hundred and twenty-five kilograms?" Chen Xiaolong stammered.
Xue Ba nodded, he had never been in contact with these, he only felt a little fun at the moment, and he had already left behind the 'low-key' he had discussed with Luo Xiaohu before.
Chen Xiaolong wiped his cold sweat while watching Xue Ba easily push the one hundred and twenty pounds and five barbells up and down like playing.
"I'm not mistaken! That's a hundred kilograms!"
"I'll do the math, ten, twenty, thirty,! One hundred and twenty-five kilograms, more than labor and management!"
"One hundred and sixty kilograms, he can't lift ten packs of protein powder when I press them!"
"Bet! Haha, little brother cow beer!"
Unconsciously, a group of people who came to exercise gathered around, watching Xue Ba push a large string of barbells at both ends in amazement.
Two hundred and ten kilograms, Chen Xiaolong was ruthless, removed the barbell plates on both sides one after another, and replaced them with the heaviest ones.
You must know that since the establishment of the club, the highest record of bench press is 205 kilograms, which was set by the master.
Xue Ba tried to push it first, but the barbell didn't move at all, it seems that this weight has been added a bit too much!
Xue Ba was very competitive, and slowly carried his spiritual power between his arms, constantly increasing his strength.
Xue Ba roared angrily, and when he used nearly seventy percent of his strength, the barbell staggered away from the stand.
"Bet ten more!
"Me, me, me!"
"Come on, little brother!
The crowd of onlookers erupted in rhythmic cheering and shouting, which suddenly woke up Xue Ba, who was intoxicated with conquering one goal after another.
Oops, it's good to keep a low profile!
Xue Ba hurriedly pretended to be struggling, and exclaimed: "Hey.. Ah... No, this is too heavy, I don't have any strength!" After speaking, he slowly removed the force in his hand, and the heavy barbell smashed on the bracket.
Chen Xiaolong was relieved, fortunately, the other party still didn't lift it up after all, otherwise he really wanted to wonder if Xue Ba was a human being.
Having said that, in the end, Xue Ba's result was a bench press of 175 kilograms, which was only five kilograms less than himself.
Looking at Xue Ba who got down from the support chair, Chen Xiaolong couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and poke his chest muscles.
It's not particularly thick, I really don't know where his power comes from.
"What else is being measured?" Xue Ba was a little weak-hearted.
"Strength or something, your physical fitness is very good! Let's fight!" If Chen Xiaolong thought that Xue Ba was just an ordinary high school student before, then now there is no doubt that Xue Ba is going to compete, but he doesn't know how his actual combat skills are.
Xue Ba thought about it, it's okay, he has never been in a fight, and it is good to experience it in advance in this informal environment now.
Chen Xiaolong took Xue Ba and directly climbed onto the nearest boxing ring, originally planning to start directly, but then thought about it, Xueba's strength is so great, and it was brought by his master, it is better to do some protection.
He shouted a few words at the trainees on the sidelines, and it didn't take long for two sets of boxing armor to be sent over.
"Classmate, what major are you studying?" and then in the gap between wearing protective gear, Chen Xiaolong asked the question in his heart, in his heart, Xue Ba must be a sports school student who was trained by a sports school since childhood.
"It's nothing, just normal Chinese, mathematics, English, physics!" Xue Ba looked at Chen Xiaolong, feeling that he was a little too much.
Chen Xiaolong was helpless.