"It's so amazing, one punch can actually make so many cracks in the wall."
"That person just now couldn't be a martial arts master!"
After Lao Luo left with the people, Han Sanqian also left the cafe. Several staff 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 leg being broken before, but after seeing this wall, she realized how much she had underestimated Han Sanqian.
"Store manager, is he still a human?" the waiter said to the store manager in shock.
The store manager smiled helplessly and said: "I don't know if he is a human being, but he is indeed very powerful, and he is probably not a small person in Yuncheng. You are really lucky to meet such a big shot to help you solve your troubles."
After leaving the cafe, Han Sanqian seemed very worried. The punch just now was beyond the limit of his strength, and he didn't even know how he did it.
A question couldn't help but pop up in my mind. Could it be that it wasn't because I was too powerful, but because the coffee shop's shoddy work was too shoddy, which led to this situation?
Before walking out of Zitong Street, Han Sanqian stopped at the door of a Taekwondo gym.
"Sir, are you interested in Taekwondo? We are holding an event recently, and you will get discounts as long as you sign up for classes. Do you want to know about it?" The staff at the door saw Han Sanqian stopping and immediately walked over to Han Sanqian with a leaflet.
around.
If you want to know whether the punch just now was too strong or whether the cafe's shoddy work was too shoddy, you have a good opportunity to experiment right in front of you.
Taekwondo gyms usually have sandbags, and you will know what is going on as long as you try it again.
"Do you have sandbags?" Han Sanqian asked.
"Of course there is. This is infrastructure. We are a very famous Taekwondo gym in Yuncheng. How could we not have it?" the staff member said.
Han Sanqian nodded and walked towards the museum.
Han Sanqian doesn't know if this place is famous or not, and I don't usually care about this kind of thing, but there are really a lot of students here, dozens of men and women, big and small, and the venue is not small. Compared to Tian Changsheng's boxing
The museum is not much inferior.
Seeing Han Sanqian, a man who looked like a coach came over and asked, "Brother, do you want to sign up for classes? Our coaches here are the most professional in Yuncheng. If you have any questions, I can answer them for you."
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Han Sanqian asked: "How much does the heaviest sandbag you have here weigh?"
The coach looked at Han Sanqian in confusion. None of the students who signed up for the class were directly concerned about such a weird issue as how heavy the sandbag weighed.
"Little brother, if you are just practicing for the first time, about ten kilograms will be enough. We have sandbags of different levels here. You can choose according to your own strength. However, the heavier the sandbag is not, the better. You still have to act according to your ability."
The coach said.
"I want to try the heaviest one." Han Sanqian said.
The coach frowned, could this guy be here to cause trouble? Looking at his body, he doesn't seem to be a very strong person.
"Little brother, let me tell you something you don't like to hear. Do it within your ability to avoid embarrassing yourself," the coach said.
Han Sanqian smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm just giving it a try."
"Okay. Come with me." After the coach said that, he took Han Sanqian to the sandbag area.
There are still many students practicing here, some are for children, and some are for adults, with different sizes and weights.
"Try this." When the coach spoke to Han Sanqian, Han Sanqian looked at the black sandbag aside.
Seeing what Han Sanqian was thinking, the coach couldn't help but smile scornfully and said, "Brother, don't think about this sandbag. It's just for decoration in our gym. It's filled with iron sand. Even if you want to shake it, you can't shake it."
It takes a lot of strength."
"Can I try?" Han Sanqian said. Since he wants to test his strength, he must choose the heaviest one.
The coach couldn't help but laugh. Even the practicing students and the supervising coach laughed when they heard this sentence. No one used to show off. But the result was that he broke his leg and stayed in the hospital for several months.
months.
"This guy seems to want to be hospitalized too."
"Pretending to be struck by lightning, I don't know whether to live or die."
"We've seen another great show. How long do you think it will take for the ambulance to arrive?"
"I bet you ten minutes. He'll call an ambulance right away."
"I bet he'll hop away on one foot, and he won't be able to help but call an ambulance when he gets to the door."
A group of people didn't care whether Han Sanqian heard them or not, and started joking directly.
Han Sanqian walked to the iron sand bag and moved it with his hands. It was indeed very heavy and did not shake at all, but this was exactly what he wanted.
"Can I use it?" Han Sanqian turned to the coach and asked.
The coach showed strong disdain. Since this guy wants to embarrass himself, let him do what he wants.
"Of course you can, but our gym will not be responsible for injuries. Please think carefully." the coach reminded.
Han Sanqian nodded, slightly bent his legs, and made a jousting movement.
Both the coach and the students became happy when they saw this action. At first glance, they looked like an amateur, but they still wanted to shake the iron sand bag desperately.
"If he dares to use his fist, all his finger bones will be shattered."
"That's for sure. An iron sand bag is equivalent to a copper wall. Can a flesh-and-blood body survive the collision with a copper wall?"
"Who is this guy? He came to our Taoist temple to show off, and he chose such an impossible task."
Regarding Han Sanqian's identity, everyone present began to speculate. Some people thought that Han Sanqian was here to mess up the scene, while others thought that Han Sanqian was a fool who was pretending to be cool in the wrong way. In short, no one believed it.
Han Sanqian was able to do it, and the expression on everyone's face was either disdain or contempt.
Han Sanqian was ready to go, pouring all his power into his right fist.
When Han Sanqian twisted his waist and used his waist as the starting point for exerting force, 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 disdainfully, feeling speechless at Han Sanqian's reckless behavior.
At this time, Han Sanqian's fists were already exerting force. In the eyes of everyone, he would soon suffer consequences, and everyone was even ready to hear his screams.
No one thought a miracle would happen.
No one thought that Han Sanqian could shake the iron sand bag at all.
But then there was a loud noise, and the iron sand bag swayed high.
Everyone gasped sharply, unable to believe the scene in front of them.
Several students covered their mouths and their eyes almost fell to the ground.
The coach felt his scalp was numb and his whole body was covered in goosebumps.
He brought Han Sanqian in as a joke, but what he saw now was not a joke, but a shocking fact.
"This...how is it possible!"
"He actually lifted up the iron sand bag all by himself, and it was so high."
"Is this still a human being? This guy is a pervert!"
There were exclamations everywhere, filled with various tones of disbelief. Unexpected situations and unbelievable things happened before their eyes.
When the iron sand bag swung to the highest height, it began to fall back. From a normal person's point of view, Han Sanqian had to avoid it at this time, because the weight of the iron sand bag was enough to seriously injure a person.
He was even beaten to death, but Han Sanqian stood there with no intention of hiding.
"Get out of the way, are you looking for death!" The coach yelled at Han Sanqian in panic. He didn't want anyone to die in the gym, let alone this idiot to die here.
Han Sanqian remained unmoved. After retracting his punching right hand, he assumed a posture for a second attack, which meant that he would use his fist to resist the iron sand bag.
The force generated by weight acceleration is unimaginable.
Everyone thought that Han Sanqian was crazy. He must be crazy. Otherwise, how could he behave like this and seek death!
In the flash of lightning, no one could stop Han Sanqian's punch.
