Of the three young men in front of Wen Hao, two looked like street players and one was a player from a regular professional league. The potential value tested by that regular professional league player was only 69.5. Unfortunately, he failed to enter the second round. And that player
The two street players reached 79.5 and 80 and entered the next round.
At this time, it was finally Wen Hao's turn to take the test. When Wen Hao walked towards the test gate, the players around him were talking about it: "His reaction was not slow in the restaurant just now, but look at his thin arms.
The way my legs look, if I want to advance to the next round, I’m worried.”
Another person said: "His reaction speed is indeed rare among players, but his physical fitness, alas..." He looked regretful and shook his head.
"It's a pity that the reaction speed is so low. If you put this reaction speed on me, tsk tsk..." Another young man whose body is not strong but is full of muscles said.
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The proud young man there laughed twice when he saw Wen Hao about to enter the door of the testing hall, and said in his unique deep and annoying voice: "What a pity..."
The people around him naturally knew who the fierce young man was talking about, and they all immediately focused their attention on Wen Hao.
Wen Hao ignored this, as if he didn't hear it, and walked straight forward and entered the door.
Seeing that Wen Hao was ignoring his sarcasm, the fierce young man felt a little embarrassed, so he clenched his fists, waved fiercely at Wen Hao's back, and said, "You will be the one to look good in the future."
Wen Hao entered the test hall and saw that in addition to the staff responsible for testing, there were only five players in the hall, which meant one player for each group.
Among them was the young man who sat across from him and kept smiling strangely while eating.
Half a minute later, a young and beautiful female staff member came to guide the five of them to the first room to test their speed and instant explosive power.
This room is not wide, only more than five meters, but it is more than 20 meters long. A 20-meter-long single-person track is set up in the room. On both sides of the track, there are more than a dozen various instruments.
There was an instantaneous explosive force tester at the starting point, an instantaneous deceleration tester at the end, and in the middle there were various instruments such as speedometers and heart rate monitors, which made Wen Hao's eyes widen.
The female staff member said to the five people in a sweet voice: "Starting from the starting point and running to the end, various data will be tested and finally the comprehensive speed and explosive power data will be formed. Let's start with the fifth group."
The fifth group was the bald young man. He came to the starting point, smiled, and leaned down, with his feet on the ground and his hands on the ground. The female staff member started a dozen instruments, and suddenly, red and purple
Lights of various colors, green and yellow, swept back and forth on the runway; beep, squeak, click, click, all kinds of sounds intertwined, it really felt like entering a watch shop.
As the staff said "start", the bald young man raised his head instantly, swung his arms, stepped on the ground with both feet, and shot out like an arrow from a string.
A few seconds later, twenty meters away, the car suddenly braked and stopped.
The female staff member hurriedly pressed a few buttons in her hand. After a while, the light gradually disappeared and the sound slowly stopped. Along with the electronically synthesized sound, the data of the bald head was displayed on the wall screen: speed - 88, explosive power - 79
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After the bald young man finished, he slowly walked out of the track and stood aside, proudly watching the tests of the next few people. The speed and explosive power of the next two young people in the test were also around 75, which was far inferior to the bald young man. In this way
, the bald young man became even more proud. He slowly turned his head and looked at Wen Hao in the second group.
Wen Hao secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. Under the test of these more than a dozen precision instruments, his own speed and explosive power must have been revealed. There is not much. According to his own estimation, it is only more than fifty at most. Compared with these Americans
Comparing the players, they are far behind.
But now that I'm here, if I give in and leave without testing it, I'll become a laughing stock. Besides, I still have the desire that I can't survive, right?
Thinking of this, Wen Hao had no choice but to walk up to the track and bend down. Looking up at the end of the track in the distance, he felt a little dazed. He could already feel the contemptuous looks of several people around him, as well as the smiles on the lips of the bald young man.
Another weird smile.
"Are you ready?" came the voice of a beautiful female staff member, interrupting Wen Hao's feelings. He smiled bitterly again and nodded: "Okay."
"I'll count down to three, and when I say start, you start." The female staff member's smile was extremely sweet.
"Yeah." Wen Hao's voice was not loud.
"Three, two, one...start!"
Wen Hao raised his head, swung his arms, kicked his legs heavily, and ran along the track to the finish line amidst the rays of light and the noise of various sounds.
When Wen Hao left the starting point, the strange smile at the corner of the bald young man's mouth began to expand, and in the end he even laughed out loud without concealment. In his opinion, this Chinese came here just to find abuse. With this kind of physical quality, if
If you put it on the street, it would be over already. That is where cowards like the NBA stay, so that they have some room to stay.
The other two young men who had passed the test saw Wen Hao running out. Although they did not laugh out loud, disdain could still be seen on their faces.
However, the next moment, when they turned their eyes to the big screen and saw the two numbers representing speed and explosive power, the disdain suddenly disappeared without a trace, replaced by shock. The staff member opened his beautiful eyes and
Big eyes, unable to speak a word.
When the bald young man saw that Wen Hao could hardly stop and hit the wall at the finish line, his laughter was even louder, which could almost be described as unscrupulous. But at this time, he suddenly felt something strange about the people next to him, and turned around.
Turning around, I saw these people all performing one word - dumbfounded.
He was even more surprised, turned his head sharply, and looked at the big screen.
At this moment, his expression was exactly the same as that of those people. With his eyes wide open and his mouth half-open, he looked at the string of numbers on the big screen:
Wen Hao: Speed - 89, explosive power - 99.
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Silent, Baldhead was as silent as the others. It was not until more than a minute later that he stammered: "No...impossible...how is it possible?"
At this point, he turned his head suddenly, looked at the staff member, and said a little crazily: "Wrong, there must be a mistake, there is something wrong with the instrument. This Chinese man, look at his body, his speed
How could it possibly reach 89? How could his explosive power be... 99!" At the end of the sentence, the bald man actually became hysterical.
