"His fist-force burst actually exceeded 15,000 kilograms?" Li Yuan's eyes lit up slightly.
That was already equivalent to an explosive force of fifteen tons.
This had far surpassed the minimum fist-force requirement for a Level 15 martialist.
"Still, this punching bag is good quality. More than fifteen tons of force slammed into it, yet it wasn't damaged in the slightest." Li Yuan smiled.
He was not surprised by that.
After all, every villa basement had a dedicated Fist Strength Testing Ground, each capable of withstanding the full-force test strikes of a Level 19.9 martialist.
A Level 19.9 martialist could easily unleash more than 60,000 kilograms with a normal punch.
One could imagine how exorbitant the cost of this seemingly ordinary punching bag was.
"Let's test my burst speed too."
Li Yuan swiftly activated the various instruments on the Speed Testing Runway, then walked to its entrance.
He took a deep breath.
The strength throughout his body began circulating. His mental perception entered Micro-Control, and countless minute forces were mobilized once more.
Boom!
Like a vehicle accelerating to top speed in an instant, Li Yuan shot forward. Like an afterimage, he crossed the forty-meter runway in a flash.
Bang! Li Yuan's entire body crashed heavily into the buffer wall at the end of the runway.
Beep!
Li Yuan's burst speed instantly appeared on the electronic screen beside the wall—"53 meters per second!"
Another terrifying figure.
"Really that fast?" Li Yuan's pupils contracted as waves of joy rose uncontrollably within him.
The standard fist force for a Level 15 martialist was 12,000 kilograms, while the standard burst speed was 50 meters per second.
The standard fist force for a level 16 martialist was 18,000 kilograms, while the standard burst speed was 60 meters per second.
"In other words, once my mind enters