23: Chapter 23: Strength Test 23: Chapter 23: Strength Test Thunderous applause erupted around the arena.
Ouyang Feiting and Beiming Xue were both sitting below the stage, with a proud look on their faces.
Beiming Xue crossed her arms in front of her chest, looked at Wang Yan, and said, “Brother Wang Yan looks so handso, especially in this Pikachu outfit, he’s just too cute.
Wang Yan will definitely win.”
Not far from Beiming Xue, Ouyang Feiting looked at her and angrily said, “Beiming Xue, are you stupid?
With just this getup, Wang Yan thinks he can defeat Huo Shuangpei?
Huo Shuangpei is definitely going to win this match.”
Beiming Xue rolled her eyes at Ouyang Feiting and coldly said, “What do you know!”
After speaking, she turned her head to focus intently on Wang Yan, joy flickering in her eyes.
Seeing that Beiming Xue was completely ignoring her, Ouyang Feiting was almost driven mad with anger.
Whenever they t, they would always argue, but every ti Ouyang Feiting would have the upper hand.
Yet this ti, Beiming Xue was unexpectedly suppressing Ouyang Feiting at every turn.
So, Ouyang Feiting was extrely displeased, attributing it all to Wang Yan.
At this ti, Ouyang Feiting thought to herself: Humph, just wait until Huo Shuangpei knocks this pretty boy to the ground, let’s see how arrogant you can be, Beiming Xue!
Just then, the host said, “As per tradition, before the match, we will test the punch strength of the two contestants.
Let’s bring out our punch strength testing apparatus.”
With the host’s words, several people wheeled out an apparatus taller than a person.
It was a square iron fra, with a sandbag hanging from it, and above the sandbag, a display screen was embedded in the iron fra.
The host said, “This is the punch strength tester.
The person with the world’s greatest strength is forr world boxing champion Tyson, with a record of 224 kilograms.
Our War God Association’s record, held by Mr.
War God Cang, is 199 kilograms.
It is said that fewer than ten people in the world exceed 200 kilograms in punch strength.
This ans our War God Cang ranks 11th in the world.
Today, our contestant Huo Shuangpei, the Invincible General, has a record of 172 kilograms, ranking seventh in our War God Association.
Can he break his own record today?
Now, let’s welco the Invincible General, Huo Shuangpei!”
As the host spoke, the arena erupted into deafening cheers.
Huo Shuangpei, surrounded by four burly bald n, walked up to the punch strength tester.
Huo Shuangpei took a deep breath, slowly raised his fist, faced the sandbag ahead, and with a loud shout, punched the sandbag hard.
With a loud bang, the sandbag shook violently on the iron fra.
Had it not been secured with chains above and below, it might have flown off.
anwhile, the display screen on the punch strength tester showed a series of numbers, steadily climbing from single digits to double digits, triple digits…
Huo Shuangpei looked confidently at the display screen, and around him, others shouted in excitent.
The host exclaid, “The result is about to co out.
Can Huo Shuangpei exceed 172 kilograms?
If he surpasses 173 kilograms, he will move to sixth place in our War God Association.
If he exceeds 180 kilograms, he will be fifth, but that’s really challenging…
Oh my, the result is out, 181 kilograms!”
On the display screen, three red digits appeared—”181″.
The cheers erupted imdiately.
181 kilograms placed Huo Shuangpei in fifth place in the entire War God Association.
Don’t forget, this ranking is the historical ranking of the entire War God Association, including many great and legendary martial artists.
This ans Huo Shuangpei’s performance has exceeded that of many predecessors.
“Fifth place, fifth place!” With the host’s encouragent, the audience beca excited, and the entire venue filled with uniform chants.
Ouyang Feiting also glanced at Beiming Xue with a smug look, unable to hide her satisfaction.
Huo Shuangpei, anwhile, sneered at Wang Yan, only to find Wang Yan’s expression calm, almost oblivious to the impressive score before him.
However, Huo Shuangpei suddenly recalled the incident at the entrance of the entertainnt venue where Wang Yan effortlessly restrained him.
“If I’m not mistaken, this guy should have innate divine power!
But, to convert physical strength into punching power requires technique.
Humph, let’s see how much actual punching power this brute strength kid has.”
At this mont, the host announced, “Next up, let’s welco the Pikachu Prince.”
Hearing the words Pikachu Prince, the audience burst into laughter.
Regardless of how Wang Yan perford, the result would be the sa—he definitely couldn’t surpass Huo Shuangpei.
It’s not easy to achieve the top five scores in the War God Association, is it?
Amidst the laughter, Wang Yan approached the punch strength tester, raised his right hand, and placed it before the sandbag.
However, Wang Yan did not punch, but instead gently tapped the sandbag with his index finger.
Seeing this, the host exclaid, “Haha, the Pikachu Prince truly is a novice, this sandbag requires a punch, not a finger press…”
But before the host could finish, the display on the sandbag showed three digits—”302″!
“What, 302 kilograms!”
“What’s going on?”
“302 kilograms not only exceeds Mr.
Cang’s 199 kilos, the first in our War God Association but also surpasses Tyson’s 224 kilograms, the world champion!”
The place was in an uproar, the issue being that no one saw Wang Yan punch; they only saw him tap the sandbag with his finger.
Could a single finger actually exert a force of 302 kilograms, surpassing the world’s first?
Everyone was dumbfounded, the scene fell silent, you could hear a pin drop!
Everyone looked at Wang Yan as if he were a monster.
After a long pause, the host barely forced a laugh, “Haha…
it must be a machine malfunction, hahaha, otherwise how could such an extraordinary number like 302 kilograms appear.
I declare this attempt invalid.”
Upon hearing it was a machine malfunction, everyone nodded, as it seed the only reasonable explanation, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
However, only Huo Shuangpei trembled with fear; although he wanted to believe deep down that it was a malfunction, a voice in his heart kept telling him that this absolutely wasn’t a malfunction, that this kid really did have such monstrous strength.
The host addressed Wang Yan, “Pikachu Prince, you must hit hard with your fist, understand?
Use all your strength!”
Wang Yan turned to look at the host, asking, “All my strength?
Are you sure?”
The host chuckled, “This is the first ti anyone’s asked that; I’m sure, of course.”
Wang Yan nodded, “Alright then.”
With that, Wang Yan raised his fist, aiming at the sandbag.
Everyone widened their eyes, eager to see how much power Wang Yan’s punch could unleash; could it truly reach a freakish 302 kilograms?
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wang Yan’s fist landed on the sandbag.
Though he used all his strength, it was apparent that Wang Yan’s punch was extrely casual, not even moving his body, rely swinging his arm.
Unlike earlier when Huo Shuangpei exerted his entire body’s strength on the sandbag.
With a loud crash, the two iron chains securing the sandbag snapped, the tal rings exploded outward, the entire sandbag flew into the air.
In mid-air, the sandbag burst with a “boom”, the sand inside scattering with a rushing sound.
Simultaneously, the entire apparatus wobbled, and fell to the ground with a thud, raising a cloud of dust.
After falling, the display screen showed a series of changing numbers.
At first, the three-digit number was 500!
“800——”
“900——”
“999——”
As the numbers on the display reached 999, it flickered, then with a “boom”, the display exploded, releasing a puff of white smoke, before going dark.
Amidst the ss, watching the white smoke slowly rise skyward, the shattered sandbag, the exploded display, and the red numbers—999—etched deeply in everyone’s mind.
All present were stunned, nobody spoke, the only sound was that of saliva being swallowed.
Ti seed to freeze!
(Thanks to Killer Whale for the reward, promoted to Guardian.)
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