I didn't expect there to be a place like this in Sisters Square. It looks like the place where Chen Xiaoli used to practice. Why do you say it was before? Because no one has been to this place for a long time.
Those equipment are obviously used to train the physical body. After reaching the realm of a martial artist and tempering your inner strength, there will be fewer opportunities to use these equipment.
Seeing the dust everywhere, Chen Xiaoli was obviously a little embarrassed and directly led the three of them to a corner.
There was a huge iron lump standing there, the size of a truck, lying quietly on the ground, with a half-meter round protrusion in the center, covered with a layer of soft black leather.
There are three circles of bell-shaped dials on the side, marked with the words apprentice, master, and sect respectively. The pointers of the three dials are all pointing at the zero position. Chen Dasheng thought about it. If he guessed correctly, it should be with strength.
related.
Sure enough, Chen Xiaoli quickly explained, "This strength tester was configured for me by the state three years ago. Although it is obsolete, this original force tester is more powerful than other force testers.
It’s much more convenient to get up, and the most important thing is that it doesn’t use electricity and doesn’t burn oil.”
"Sister Li, how is this thing used?" Nangong Zixuan looked at this big guy and found it very novel. She had also used a strength tester, but obviously the one in front of her looked much older.
"I haven't used it for a long time, and I don't know if it can still be used. You can try it. Just hit it here with all your strength." Chen Xiaoli pointed to the black skin protrusion and said to Nangong Zixuan.
Nangong Zixuan walked over excitedly, stood in front of the tester, stood up slightly, and gently raised her right hand.
"ha!"
With a loud shout, Nangong Zixuan suddenly hit the black skin with a violent punch. Immediately, Chen Dasheng saw the "master" and "disciple" dials spinning, especially the "disciple" dial.
It's even more round.
"How is it? How many are there?" After the punch, Nangong Zixuan immediately ran towards Chen Dasheng.
Chen Dasheng leaned his head in front of the dial and looked at it. He counted the scales carefully and said, "Well, five o'clock!"
The pointer on the 'master' plate only turned five large scales, and the pointer on the 'apprentice' dial did not know how many times it turned, and finally stopped on the first large scale. Chen Dasheng read out the value, and he did not know.
What does this value mean?
Chen Xiaoli said, "The power of the five divisions, Zixuan, is pretty good!"
Nangong Zixuan heard Chen Xiaoli's praise and said a little embarrassedly, "I only tested it once last month, and it was less than the strength of the fifth division. There may be some discrepancies in this dynamometer."
"Don't be modest, it seems that Zixuan's breakthrough to the fifth-level martial arts master is just around the corner!" Chen Xiaoli took Nangong Zixuan's hand and said with a smile.
"Sister, how powerful is this fifth division? Can it be powerful?" Chen Dasheng looked at it from the side, but couldn't help but feel curious.
Chen Xiaoli explained, "This is the measurement unit of warrior strength set by the National Warrior Appraisal Center. From low to high, it is divided into apprentice, master, sect, and saint. The power of a disciple is the power of a first-level warrior's full punch.
, about one hundred kilograms, ten disciples are one master, ten masters are one sect, and ten sects are one saint. Currently, the largest scale produced by our country is ten saints, which is about one million kilograms, but mine
The strength tester is relatively primitive, and its maximum range is only the strength of the nine sects, nine masters and nine disciples."
"Nine sects, nine masters and nine disciples? Isn't that 99,900 kilograms?"
Chen Dasheng was a little stunned. Although he had the blood of the Giant Spirit Clan and had memories of the Giant Spirit Clan creating the world and being so powerful, he was shocked when he heard such a huge number. Such a powerful force
, if it hits a person, it will probably blow them up directly.
Nangong Zixuan has the strength of five masters and one disciple, which means she weighs 5,100 kilograms. Chen Dasheng turned to look at Nangong Zixuan. It was unimaginable that Nangong Zixuan was so weak on the outside, but that there was such a powerful violence hidden in her body.
"Da Sheng, you should try it too!" At this time, Nangong Mu said to Chen Dasheng.
Chen Dasheng is a little eager to try. He has always wanted to test how strong he is, but he has never been able to find a way. He can only make assumptions based on his own feelings. It is great to have such a machine now.
"Don't use internal energy, only use physical strength!" Chen Dasheng walked to the machine, and Chen Xiaoli reminded Chen Dasheng.
Chen Dasheng nodded and adjusted his posture, "Is it okay?"
Chen Xiaoli adjusted the pointer to zero and nodded to Chen Dasheng. The three people's eyes fell on Chen Dasheng, and they all wanted to see how powerful Chen Dasheng was.
His eyes fell on the mass of black skin. Chen Dasheng clenched his fists tightly, slowly spread his legs, and took a slight stance, adjusting his strength to the best condition.
"drink!"
There was a loud roar that shook the eardrums, and the punch was shot out like a missile, directly hitting the strength tester.
"Bang!"
After a violent collision, the huge strength tester roared and bounced. It was actually pushed back a few inches by Chen Dasheng's punch and almost hit the wall.
"Wow!"
Several people nearby were shocked by the power of Chen Dasheng's punch. The machine was so powerful that it jumped up. This must be so powerful.
"Look, how many are there?" Nangong Mu urged.
Without Nangong Mu saying anything, Chen Xiaoli and Nangong Zixuan's heads were already in front of the dial.
"Oh my god, there are nine masters in one sect!" Nangong Zixuan exclaimed, covering her mouth.
Chen Dasheng walked over and looked at the dial. Sure enough, it showed the Nine Masters of a Sect, which was a force of 19,000 kilograms. Chen Dasheng lowered his head and looked at his fist. He couldn't believe it. It was so big.
The power? Could it be that the machine is broken?
Chen Xiaoli looked at Chen Dasheng in shock, "Dasheng, are you sure you didn't use your inner energy?"
Chen Dasheng shook his head, he indeed did not use his inner energy!
At this time, Nangong Mu stroked his beard and said, "If the machine hadn't collapsed and lost some of its strength, the power of this punch would have been as powerful as two sects."
Innate divine power may only be explained by innate divine power. Even Chen Xiaoli, who grew up watching Chen Dasheng, couldn't believe it.
Nangong Mu thought for a while, and it was possible that when Chen Dasheng was initiated by the mysterious master, his physical body was tempered by the mysterious master, so he was able to burst out with such powerful power.
This boy is a treasure, a living treasure. When Chen Xiaoli went to Nangong's house to ask for marriage, he was still a little embarrassed. Now it seems that this boy is even more evil than what Chen Xiaoli said at the time. This trip to Shuzhong is really
You've come to the right place.
The power of the two sects is 20,000 kilograms. It turns out that he has such a big power. I wonder how much power he can explode by using his giant body? Chen Dasheng had some reverie, but he didn't dare to become a giant here. That would be too much.
It's a little too scary, and I'm afraid I might be mistaken for a monster.
"Sister, how strong are you?" Chen Dasheng turned to Chen Xiaoli and asked.
A wry smile flashed across Chen Xiaoli's face, "It's just the power of the Nine Masters!"
That's all, that's all. In the past, such power would have been enough for her to be proud of. In the whole of China, there were no more than twenty people with such strong physical strength, including some hidden masters. But now, under Chen Dasheng's
In front of the powerful bodies of the two sects, it was somewhat difficult to take action.
It seems that his sister is nothing more than that. Chen Dasheng couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth. However, he knew that this was just physical strength. With the help of internal strength, Chen Xiaoli, an eighth-level martial artist, could definitely suppress it.
Own.
Turning to look at Nangong Mu, Chen Dasheng was too embarrassed to ask how strong he was. In any case, Nangong Mu was a strong man in the Wuzong realm. His innate physical body was definitely not comparable to his own. He could punch with just one punch.
The machine collapsed. If Nangong Mu took action, he would probably blow up the machine.
Although the machine has a measuring range of almost ten sects of power, it may not be able to withstand such a large force. After all, China's masters who can reach the power of a sect can count them with one slap. As long as it has the power of a sect, this machine will
