I am Han Sanqian

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"It's so powerful, one punch can punch so many cracks in the wall."

"That person just now wasn't a martial arts expert, right?"

After Lao Luo left with the people, Han Sanqian also left the cafe. Several staff members stood in front of the wall that was cracked by Han Sanqian, showing expressions of disbelief.

The store manager took a deep breath. She had already considered Han Sanqian's broken leg before, but only after seeing this wall did she know how much she underestimated Han Sanqian.

"Store manager, is he still a human?" the waiter said to the store manager dumbfounded.

The store manager smiled helplessly and said, "I don't know if it's a human being, but he is really amazing, and he is not a small person in Cloud City. It's luck for you to meet such a big person to help you solve your troubles."

After leaving the cafe, Han Sanqian appeared to be worried. The punch just now exceeded the limit of his strength, and he didn't know how to do it.

A question arose in my mind. Isn't it because my own strength is too great, but because the coffee shop's tofu project is too poor, that's why this happened?

Before leaving Zitong Street, Han Sanqian stopped at the entrance of a taekwondo gym.

"Sir, are you interested in taekwondo? We are currently engaged in activities. As long as you sign up for classes, there are discounts. Would you like to find out?" Around.

If you want to know whether the punch just now was too powerful, or the coffee shop's tofu project is too poor, you have a good opportunity for experimentation.

Taekwondo gyms usually have sandbags. Just try again to find out what's going on.

"Do you have sandbags?" Han Sanqian asked.

"Of course there is. This is the infrastructure. We are the very famous Taekwondo Stadium in Yuncheng. How could there be none," the staff member said.

Han Sanqian nodded and walked towards the hall.

I don’t know if Han Sanqian is famous, and I don’t usually care about this, but there are really a lot of students here. There are dozens of men and women, large and small, and the venue is not small, compared to Tianchangsheng’s boxing. The museum is not much inferior.

Seeing Han Sanqian, a man with the appearance of a coach came over and asked: "Little brother, do you want to sign up for the class? Our coach here is the most professional in Cloud City. If you have any questions, I can answer them for you. ."

Han Sanqian asked, "May I ask how heavy is the heaviest sandbag here?"

The coach looked at Han Sanqian suspiciously, and the students who came to sign up for the class didn't directly care about the strange problem of the multiple sandbags.

"Little brother, if you are just a preliminary exercise, about ten kilograms will do. We have different levels of sandbags. You can choose according to your own strength. However, the heavier the sandbags, the better, you should do what you can." Said the coach.

"I want to try the heaviest one," Han Sanqian said.

The coach frowned. Isn't it possible that this guy is here to find a ballast? It's not like he has a lot of strength depending on his size.

"Little brother, let me say something you don't like to listen to, do what you can, lest you lose face." The coach said.

Han Sanqian smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll just try it casually."

"All right, you come with me." The coach finished speaking and took Han Sanqian to the sandbag area.

There are still many students practicing here, some for children, and some for adults. The size and weight are different.

"Try this." When the coach spoke to Han Sanqian, Han Sanqian looked at the black sandbag on the side.

Seeing Han Sanqian's thoughts, the coach couldn't help but smile contemptuously, and said, "Little brother, don't think about this sandbag. It's just for decoration in our gym. The inside is filled with iron sand. Even if you want to shake it. It takes a lot of effort."

"Can I try it?" Han Sanqian said, since he wants to test his strength, he must choose the heaviest.

The coach couldn’t help but laughed. Even the trainees who practiced and the supervising coach sneered when they heard this. It wasn’t that no one was pretending before, but the result was that he kicked his leg and stayed in the hospital several times. Months.

"This guy seems to want to be hospitalized too."

"Pretend to be struck by lightning, not knowing whether to live or die."

"There is another good show. Guess how soon the ambulance will come?"

"I bet for ten minutes, he will call an ambulance right away."

"I bet he would jump away on one foot, and he couldn't help calling an ambulance when he reached the door.

Regardless of whether Han Sanqian would hear them or not, a group of people directly joked.

Han Sanqian walked to the iron sandbag and moved it manually. It was indeed very heavy and there was no shaking at all, but this was exactly what he wanted.

"Can it be used?" Han Sanqian turned his head and asked the coach.

The coach showed strong disdain. Since this guy wants to be embarrassed, let it be as he wishes.

"Of course you can, but our gymnasium will not be responsible for the injury, you think carefully." The coach reminded.

Han Sanqian nodded, bent his legs slightly, and made a sprinting movement.

Whether it is a coach or a student, they are happy when they see this action. At first glance, they are a layman, but they still want to shake the iron sand bag.

"If he dares to use his fist, his finger bones will definitely be shattered."

"That's for sure. The iron sand bag can be equivalent to a copper wall and an iron wall. Can the flesh and blood collide with the copper wall and iron wall?"

"Who is this guy? He came to our Taoist temple to pretend to be forced, and he also chose this impossible task."

Regarding the identity of Han Sanqian, everyone present began to speculate. Some people thought that Han Sanqian was here to hit the scene. Others thought that Han Sanqian was a fool and made a mistake in pretending to be forced. In short, no one believed it. Han Sanqian was able to do it, the expression on everyone's face was contemptuous except for disdain.

Han Sanqian was ready to go and poured all his strength into his right fist.

When Han Sanqian twisted his waist and used his waist as the starting point for his strength, the coach who led Han Sanqian to the sandbag area shook his head.

"This guy is really crazy, he will not only hurt his hands, but also his waist." The coach said with disdain, feeling very speechless for Han Sanqian's reckless behavior.

At this time, Han Sanqian's fists were already exerting strength. In the eyes of everyone, he would soon suffer from the consequences, and even everyone was ready to hear his screams.

No one thinks a miracle will happen.

No one thought that Han Sanqian could shake the iron sandbags.

But with a loud noise, the iron sandbags swayed high.

Everyone took a sigh of relief, and couldn't believe the scene before them.

Several students were covering their mouths, and their eyes were almost falling to the ground.

The coach felt his scalp numb, and his body was covered with goose bumps.

He led Han Sanqian in and regarded it as a joke, but what he saw now was not a joke, but a shocking fact.

"How can this be!"

"He was alone, alone... he beat the iron sand bag, and it was so high."

"Is this still a human? This guy is a pervert, right?"

Exclamations were everywhere, filled with all kinds of incredulous tones. Unexpected situations and unbelievable things happened in front of them.

When the iron sand bag swayed to its highest height, it began to fall back. From the perspective of a normal person, Han Sanqian had to avoid it at this time, because the weight of the iron sand bag was enough to severely wound a person. He was even killed, but Han Sanqian stood there and didn't mean to evade.

"Get out of the way, are you looking for death!" The coach yelled at Han Sanqian in a panic. He didn't want life in the gym, let alone this idiot die here.

Han Sanqian was unmoved, and after retracting the right hand from the punch, he assumed a posture of the second attack, which meant that he had to fight the iron sandbag with his fist.

The force generated by the acceleration of the weight is unimaginable.

Everyone felt that Han Sanqian was crazy, he must be crazy, otherwise, how could he do such a death-seeking behavior!

Between the lightning and flint, no one can stop Han Sanqian from throwing a punch.