Zhou En's Bench Press Results

On the other side of the crowd, Li Hui and Yue Hua watched Zhou En, who was basking in glory in the center of the field, with grim expressions.

"I didn't expect Zhou En to have some real skill. It seems your loss to him wasn't unfair, Yue Hua," Li Hui said indifferently, his arms crossed.

Yue Hua's face was so dark it looked like it could drip water. He never imagined that a tiny ant he had once looked down upon.

Would possess such terrifying strength.

He knew that he had trained desperately at the club for nearly three months to reach a bench press of forty jin.

Yet Zhou En, that kid, had a strength comparable to his without any training.

Comparing people makes you angry, comparing goods makes you despair.

Li Hui patted Yue Hua on the shoulder and said lightly, "Don't worry, this kid won't be able to jump around for long."

"Wait another two months, when the attention on this kid dies down a bit, I'll find an opportunity to get rid of him."

As Yue Hua nodded, about to say something, a commotion suddenly erupted in the field.

"Is Zhou En really going to challenge the sixty jin barbell?" someone looked at Zhou En in the center of the field as if he were an idiot.

"Ha, Zhou En definitely can't push that."

"That's not necessarily true, maybe Zhou En is just naturally strong?"

"Ha, brother, you've successfully made me laugh, but unfortunately, there are no rewards."

"Get lost, I'm just stating facts."

"Brother, don't you know that it's almost impossible for someone to naturally achieve this level of muscle?"

Seeing a newbie appear in the crowd, an experienced member immediately began to impart knowledge.

"Oh," the newbie nodded, not fully understanding.

"I don't know where Zhou En gets his confidence to even dare challenge a sixty jin barbell." The speaker's words were tinged with obvious sourness.

Clearly, this gentleman hadn't successfully challenged forty jin when he first joined the club.

"Haha, brother, don't mind him, Zhou En will soon pay the price for his arrogance."

Yue Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with a dark gloom.

"I didn't expect Zhou En to actually have the guts to challenge a sixty jin barbell. He truly doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth."

Li Hui patted Yue Hua on the shoulder and said with a faint smile, "Don't worry, Zhou En is just a clown seeking cheap attention."

Hearing Li Hui's words, Yue Hua's lips curved into a smile.

"I'd like to see how Zhou En handles this situation."

Meanwhile, on another side of the crowd, Wu Min was looking smugly at the beautiful coach beside him.

"See? I told you Zhou En definitely had the potential to bench press sixty jin."

The beautiful coach's delicate brows seemed to furrow even tighter, and she said indignantly, "Impossible, Zhou En is just showing off."

"Achoo!" Zhou En, in the middle of the crowd, couldn't help but sneeze.

"Huh? What's wrong today? Why do I feel like I'm catching a cold?"

"Zhou En, come help out!" the chubby guy next to him said impatiently, unable to stand it any longer.

The sixty jin barbell was far beyond the chubby guy's limit, and he was currently panting heavily from exertion.

"Oh," Zhou En agreed and quickly went to help attach the sixty jin barbell plates.

"There. Go ahead, brother," Su Lin said to Zhou En, who looked a bit helpless, after the barbell was ready.

"Okay," Zhou En nodded and lay down on the bench.

He gripped the barbell with both hands and slowly exerted force upwards. Zhou En felt as if every muscle cell in his body was letting out a joyful cry.

The barbell slowly lifted off the rack. Though slow, it didn't stop.

"He lifted it! He lifted it!" The club members nearby stared at Zhou En in the center with the eyes of people witnessing a monster.

A novice, a complete beginner who had never received any training, had actually lifted a sixty jin barbell.

At this moment, everyone's scalp tingled with shock, finding it unbelievable.

Their understanding of the world was being rewritten by the young man named Zhou En.

Outside the crowd, Wu Min was sizing up the beautiful coach with a mischievous grin.

"Heh heh, Liu Yu, I won this time."

Wu Min said with feigned casualness, but his eyes couldn't hide his shock.

Liu Yu, however, had no leisure to pay attention to Wu Min's fantasies. At this moment, her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief.

Liu Yu simply couldn't understand how Zhou En could lift a sixty jin barbell.

Looking at Zhou En at this moment, Liu Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Throughout her life, although she had many male friends, none had ever shone as brightly as the man before her.

A trace of regret arose in her heart. If she had cultivated Zhou En as an official trainee, perhaps there would have been a sliver of a chance for her to return to the National Team.

Liu Yu couldn't help but shake her head at the thought.

What was she thinking? If the club were to train another person, it would be impossible in terms of both funds and resources.

Reality was often incredibly cruel.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the crowd, Li Hui's expression was so grim it looked as if he could wring water from it.

"Brother Li, are we just going to let this kid keep growing?" Yue Hua asked, looking at Zhou En on the field with jealousy and resentment.

Li Hui pondered for a moment and said, "We can't let this kid receive the club's training."

"He's already this terrifying without any training. Once he starts training with the club, I probably won't even be a match for him."

Upon hearing this, Yue Hua was once again deeply shocked.

"Then what should we do, Brother Li?" This time, Yue Hua was truly starting to panic.

It wasn't that Yue Hua was worried about Li Hui; he just didn't want Zhou En to become an official trainee of the club.

It was the mentality of "If I can't have it, then you shouldn't get it either."

"What's the rush? After he finishes training today, I'll find a few brothers to take care of him." As he spoke, a sinister smile crept onto Li Hui's lips.

Kid, you can only blame your bad luck.