Chapter Ninety-Five: Fearsome Power

  "Yeah, don't worry, and our department head said that we can end the training early if we perform well, maybe I'll be done with the training in a few days."

  Wei Xinyi listened and said, "It's not that simple. The ones who train you are all authorities in mathematics. The stronger your potential, the more they will suppress you. Unless your math level can surpass those master-level figures, they won't be able to train you, but that's basically unrealistic."

  Zhan Fei listened and thought to himself: "There are too many unrealistic things, who can believe that I merged with my own game?"

  "But he said with a smile: 'I have confidence in myself, okay, see you when I get back.' 'Uh-huh!'"

  He Weixinyi ended the call, and Zhan Fei thought for a moment before calling Han Qing. A moment later, he heard Han Qing say, "Little San?"

  Zhan Fei heard this and said: "My big sister Han, can you stop calling me Little Third?"

  Han Huan said, "No way!"

  Zhan Fei listened and said: "I have something to tell you, I have some things to do, so I need to leave school for a while. Later, you won't see me in the classroom, don't be surprised."

  Han Huan listened and fell silent for a moment before saying, "What are you going to do?"

  Zhan Fei listened and said: "Participate in math training, prepare for the International University Student Math Competition, and there's something else."

  Han Huan said: "Then you must get a good grade and make the country proud, at that time you will be the hero of the whole school!"

  Zhan Fei listened and said: "That's necessary! What I've received has arrived, let's just leave it at that for now."

  "Hmm!"

  After finishing speaking, Zhan Fei hung up the phone. The two bodyguards who had a friendly attitude towards him and whom he had met before also walked over.

  The younger-looking of the two spoke up, "Zhan Shao, we are your bodyguards, codenamed Cang Lang and Zi Shi. This time, we will conduct a two-day military training for you, including controlling your own strength, some common combat techniques used by the army, and basic contact with hot weapons."

  Xuan Fei said, "In that case, I'll have to trouble you two."

  Then, Zhan Fei followed the two of them onto the car and left the school, heading towards the training grounds.

  Half an hour later, Zhan Fei and Cang Lang, Zi Shī arrived in a spacious room similar to an indoor gymnasium.

  "Zi Shou, because time is limited, let's get straight to the point. First, you need to know how much destructive power your own fists have, and what kind of effect they will have on different parts of the human body when struck. We must ensure that you won't cripple anyone during the military district tournament, before we can proceed with the next step of training."

  "Alright, this is a punching bag. Attack it with all your might and let's see what you're capable of."

  Having heard Zi Shī's words, Zhǎn Fēi nodded and walked onto the punching bag that seemed to be made of rubber material. Immediately afterwards, Zhǎn Fēi clenched his right fist and threw a heavy punch. A mechanical voice then said: "Right fist strength, 960 kilograms!"

  The Purple Lion and the Cyan Wolf both changed color, although they had already guessed that Zhan Fei's fist strength was terrifying to death. However, when Zhan Fei punched out with a force of 960 kilograms, it still shocked them. To know that one punch approached the power of one ton, this was even slightly stronger than Tyson's explosive force! Even Tyson's fist strength was only around 800 kilograms!

  Moreover, Tyson and Zhanfei are not in the same weight class at all. Tyson weighs over 100 kg and is full of muscles, extremely strong. Zhanfei's weight is at most 70 kg, and judging from his build, he belongs to the thin type, with no visible muscles on his body. However, he managed to deliver such a powerful punch, which is really unbelievable.

  And then, Zǐ Shī pressed down the shock in his heart and said: "Test the left fist's power again." Zhǎn Fēi heard this and swung out a punch, and then that voice said: "Left fist power, 930 kilograms."

  His left fist was slightly weaker than his right fist, but equally terrifying. Next, the Purple Lion said: "Alright, now it's time for leg strength!"

  Having heard Zili's words, Zhang Fei lifted his right leg and kicked it out. Then, a shocking voice sounded: "Right leg strength, two thousand five hundred and eighty kilograms!"

  Cang Lang and Zi Shi almost peed their pants, over 2,000 kilograms? Is this still human?

  In fact, they have guessed that the strength of the legs may be equivalent to or even less than the strength of the arms, although for ordinary people, the muscle fibers of the legs are thicker and the human body is upright, so the legs are stronger.

  But for most boxers, like Tyson, on the ring, both attack and defense rely on arms, so his arm strength is much greater than his legs. In their view, the flying arm strength is terrifying, it must be intentional training of the arms, and the leg strength should be much weaker.

  When the time came to participate in the military district competition, Zhan Fei used his legs to attack if he couldn't control his strength freely, so as not to cause some injuries. However, with just one kick, Zhan Fei thoroughly shattered their idea.

  Two thousand five hundred and eighty kilograms of strength, almost three times that of both arms. I don't know how Zhan Shao trained to have such terrifying power, but from his appearance, it's completely impossible to tell. It's really too scary. Could it be that Zhan Shao is an internal martial arts master or a superpowered being with strength abilities?

  No, no, no. The internal family masters have seen it, the internal family masters' exertion and pure physical strength are different. They need a process of gathering energy, and the internal family masters mainly rely on the release of explosive power from their body's internal energy, whether using their arms or legs, there is no difference for them.

  As for the ability users, Zilong and Canglang were also lucky enough to see them. Their troops had worked with several ability users to protect a deputy national leader before. Those ability users, each with their own unique appearance and abilities, were all severely deformed. The fire-type ability user had red eyebrows and hair, while the strength-type ability user looked almost like a gorilla.

  He looks like a perfectly normal human being at first glance, and it's impossible for him to be an Esper... but what on earth is going on here?

  The two of them were extremely puzzled, but they also knew that Xian Shao had endured for so many years and must have his own secrets. Asking him would be futile, so they didn't say a word. Next, the Purple Lion had Xian Fei test the strength of his left leg again, which similarly reached the terrifying 2,400 kilograms.

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