Rebirth Game Tycoon

It turned out that Zhou Min was deliberately pretending to be stupid, venting his anger for the mainland kid and belittling John Zhang.

However, this John Zhang is quite self-cultivation, and he doesn't get angry with the beauty. Instead, he smiles at Zhou Min and doesn't mind.

"So, can we start? In fact, I am also very curious about what kind of punch you can make with your strength!" John Zhang said to Lu Menglin sternly.

Lu Menglin nodded and smiled: "I want to know too."

"Please!" John Zhang said with a fist.

The crowd smashed away and gathered in front of the dynamometer.

This force measuring machine is composed of three parts. The front is a fist target, the hardwood is wrapped in sponge, the middle is a metal plate to detect the impact force, and the rear is a computer recorder to record the instantaneous impact change, and then calculate and feedback through the computer. come out.

The professionalism of this dynamometer is far more precise than the boxing machine Lu Menglin played in the game hall.

"You go first! I'm afraid you won't have the courage to take the shot." Lu Menglin smiled slightly, carrying his hands on his back, pretending to be unpredictable.

John Zhang did not refuse, nodded, and said, "Okay! Then I will give you a demonstration first. Strong strength does not mean strong punches. Punching is skillful."

Before he finished his words, he saw that John strode forward, with his left leg in front and his right leg in the back. The whole person was like a bow and arrow, and he actually took a bow and horse step.

Immediately afterwards, John Zhang sank his waist and staggered his horse, his feet were like roots, firmly grasping the ground, he twisted his waist, moved his hips, and swung his arms while he suddenly kicked the ground with his calves. There is an indescribable sense of power.

boom!John Zhang blasted out with a punch, as if condensing his whole body's strength in one line, he swung along his arm, exploded from his fist, and slammed into the fist target.

The sound of this punch was so powerful that it shocked everyone present.

Peng!The fist target slammed into the metal plate behind, and then a bright red number jumped out on the electronic display.

480 kg!This is definitely a shocking number.As long as they were knowledgeable people present, they were so surprised that they lost their voice almost temporarily.

You know, the fist of the world-class boxing champion Tyson is about 1291 pounds, which is about 580 kilograms, which is basically close to the maximum punch strength currently measured by human athletes.

John Zhang is not a boxer, but he can hit the power of a professional boxer, which far exceeds the benchmark power brought by his height and weight. This is incredible.

Seeing this number, John Zhang himself smiled slightly, without saying more, his face was full of confidence.

Zhou Min and Zhu Qiuhong didn't know boxing, and they didn't know what this number meant. They just thought the punch just now was awesome. That mixed-race man was like a beast coming out of the cage, with his own power, so terrible!

And they also saw the fear in the eyes of the fitness experts around, so it was not difficult to infer how terrifying his punches were.

At this moment, no one believed that Lu Menglin could beat John Zhang, not even one.

Lu Menglin furrowed his brows, his face also showed a thoughtful expression.

Because he also felt the power of the opponent's punch just now, this person's body shape is unified, the energy and strength are combined, and the whole body is coordinated. I am afraid that it is not an ordinary person, but a real practitioner.

Lu Menglin had only seen the power of that punch just now in Fat Dun, and he couldn't make such a powerful fist no matter what.

Did you simply give in?This intention was already evident in the eyes of many people present.

Neither of them felt that Lu Menglin had the meaning of continuing to go forward, and in the face of absolute power, not being able to forgive oneself would only be insulting oneself.

"Now it's your turn." John Zhang seemed very satisfied with his performance just now. This punch has already played a role in standing power. It not only shocked everyone present, but also left a deep impression in the eyes of the two beauties. impression.

"Okay! I'll try!" Lu Menglin hesitated for a while, strode to the machine.

Suddenly, there were boos all around, and everyone felt that this kid still dared to step forward. It was really unforgiving, and of course he had to boo him.

Before starting his hands, Lu Menglin took a strong breath, burying the breath deeply in his stomach using the way of the tortoise and snake breath.

Maybe not better than the opponent, but Lu Menglin was still a bit eager to win. He wanted to try the power of the "True Martial Jue" that he had visualized for so long.

Standing in front of the machine, Lu Menglin closed his eyes and began to visualize Zhenwu in his mind, constantly strengthening self-suggestion.

Suddenly, he only felt a slight jump between his eyebrows, and then all his limbs began to heat up. This feeling was like a fire in the sky, the whole body burning.

The spectators around saw that the mainland kid had actually closed his eyes, making a mystery, and suddenly they burst into applause.

"Don't pretend, surrender yourself!"

"What are you doing? Do you think you can win in a daze!"

"Shh! Don't bother him, maybe he is doing gong! Qigong is very popular in mainland China."

"Fantasy line! Many qigong masters are deceptive! He is so young, he can understand what real skills!"

"Boy, don't pretend, if you want to fight, just fight! If you don't fight, give up!"

There were all kinds of ridicules and ridicules all around, and even Zhu Qiuhong felt that this mainland kid was being pointed at by thousands of husbands, and it was a bit pitiful.

John Zhang hugged his arms and watched Lu Menglin's performance with a smile. In his opinion, this kid's actions were completely pretending to be a ghost, which is not in line with the mechanics of motion. If his posture can hit a heavy punch, then there will be a ghost. Too!

All the noises around him were cut off by Lu Menglin. At this moment, there was only one image in his mind, and that was the real martial art.

"Zhen Wu Dali Jue" is a more mysterious Tao Jue than "Turtle Snake Spit Nashu", profound and mysterious.

There is at least one breath to rely on in the art of breathing, and the art of visualization is purely mind. This mind cannot be seen, touched, or even sensed. If you believe it, you will have it, and if you don’t believe it, there will be nothing. It is the most difficult existence in the world to practice. .

Lu Menglin believes because he is a rebirth, he firmly believes in the existence of soul and belief, and believes that he can exercise.

Therefore, during this period, he would take time every day to visualize, combine his own spirit with the image of Zhenwu, and rely on it.

Although it has not been tested in actual combat, Lu Menglin had seen Li Shixing take action with his own eyes. The Wudang Taoist was just a glimpse at the time. He passed by in a hurry, but he had to leave a deep impression.

Inhuman!If there are inhumans in this world, then Li Shixing is the closest thing Lu Menglin has ever seen to inhumans.

If Li Shixing can break through the limits of human power, so can I!

Lu Menglin's mind was firm again, and while breathing heavily, he fisted out decisively.

This punch was not fast to cast, and there was a faint dignified meaning. The fist and arm were like a writing brush walking on silk paper in mid-air. The ink was freehand and full of charm.

boom!When Lu Menglin's fist touched the target, a miracle appeared!

The fist target was not pushed to the back of the metal plate, but exploded in the air, torn apart.

This sudden explosion shocked many people present to cover their ears subconsciously, and some even turned pale, just hearing this sound seemed to have suffered internal injuries.

It wasn't just as simple as blasting a fist target. Lu Menglin's fist was frozen in mid-air, but his fist strength remained condensed, as if the undercurrent flowing rapidly in the sea hit the metal plate behind with a bang.

The metal plate squeaked immediately, and the red numbers on the electronic screen at the back jumped sharply, reaching a data of 500 kg, and there was a tendency to jump upwards.

However, the moment this data just lights up, it goes out immediately.What followed was an unpleasant burnt smell.

"Damn it, the machine burned out!" someone shouted in panic immediately.

Many people quickly covered their mouths and noses and dispersed in an uproar.

Two gym staff hurried forward to check the machine.

It turned out that the circuit board of the dynamometer really burned, and the cause of the fire was unknown, but the eyes of everyone around Lu Menglin changed obviously when they looked at Lu Menglin.

"Who is this kid?"

"That punch just now seemed very powerful!"

"It's not just awesome, even the machine blows up, it's terrible!"

"The punch just now weighs at least 500 kilograms, right? So he won?"

"Nonsense! Didn't you even blow the target? If the punch hit a person just now, it would have killed the person directly!"

There were buzzing comments from all around, but no one dared to look down on Lu Menglin anymore.

Because he has done something that no one here can do, and he has proven his strength.

As for how tough he is, everyone doesn't know how strong he is, but after all, he is much stronger than the people present.

John Zhang who saw this scene also took a breath. He was originally a martial artist, and of course he could see more clearly and more deeply than the laymen around him.

Regardless of the power of the punch just now, just smashing the target of the fist, oneself would never be able to do it.

Unexpectedly, I saw real kung fu here, and it was still top-notch. I don’t know, John Zhang’s entire back was already whizzing, all in cold sweat.

"How is this calculated? I should have won the number before the machine broke, right?" Lu Menglin asked blankly.

John Zhang heard his scalp explode, and quickly nodded: "Yes, you won! I lost, I gave up!"

He was really panicked, and he was so afraid that if this kid was upset, he would punch himself directly, it was really not a joke.

"Come here, quickly apply for a lifetime card for this gentleman!" John Zhang hurriedly shouted.

Everyone on the scene understood that John Zhang had completely acknowledged this.