Fitness Club

"What the heck, is this a gym? Are you kidding me? The decor looks like a hair salon. I thought it was a hair salon because Yang Xuan occasionally passed by this place before and always thought it was a hair salon. Plus, the sign outside was in English. The butler department probably found the information registered with the Administration for Industry and Commerce."

It looked ordinary from the outside, but stepping inside, there was a strong mechanical style that gave a feeling of masculine power. Looking around, it was strange that there were more women than men in this heavy metal mechanical environment. Well, I can't understand society anymore. Women are becoming more stylish, and men are becoming more feminine.

"Hello, how much do you charge for your club?"

"Sir, we usually offer membership cards. A monthly card is 1800, a quarterly card is 5000, and an annual card is 9000. We also have a pay-per-use card for busy people at 3000, which includes 30 sessions."

"I heard you have a punch strength machine and private gyms, right?"

"Yes, sir. Those are charged per session, 500 yuan per day."

"Then give me a private gym. By the way, are there any surveillance cameras?"

"No, sir. Please rest assured. This is for you. If you get injured or have an emergency, please press the button on the wristband. This way, please."

So, the private gym was in the basement. Phew, it's quite large, not bad, not bad.

Looking at the punch strength testing machine, which was about the size of a small bus, Yang Xuan was also dumbfounded. In reality, are there people so awesome that they need such a large punch strength machine?

"Your punch strength testing machine is so big? Can anyone use it?"

"This punch strength testing machine was specially made by one of our shareholders. She likes mechanical things and had it made in Russia before assembling it here. Sir, as you can see, all the equipment has manuals. Do you need an explanation?"

"No, thank you."

"Enjoy your workout." Then the receptionist slowly exited the room.

A private gym is different. The area is about 140 square meters, with a rest area of over 10 square meters. On one side, there's a large glass wall, which makes the room look bigger.

He had worked out for a considerable period before and knew how to use the equipment. It was just this punch strength machine that he hadn't seen before. For ordinary equipment, like the machines for stretching and chest presses, the maximum weight plates were only 75-100 kg. Good heavens, this one here has a maximum of 200 kg. For the leg press machine, with these weight plates, the maximum is almost two tons.

He tried the chest press and the stretching machine with the maximum 200 kg. It was too light; he felt nothing. He tried the leg press machine with two tons, and heh heh, Yang Xuan felt like he could push the weight plates off. It was too light, too light.

The main event is here. According to the manual of the punch strength machine, he turned on the machine.

Let's try a regular straight punch first. Don't break the machine. Yang Xuan glanced at the massive machine and silently thought.

Yang Xuan didn't even wear gloves and threw a light straight punch.

Bang!

The punch strength machine didn't budge. The display showed 561 kg.

Not bad. The machine is good. It looks like he can go all out now.

He twisted his waist and threw a punch with all his might.

Bang!!! The sound this time was clearly much louder than before.

2765 kg.

Full power punch: 3159 kg.

He channeled his Hua Jin power. Bang.

7001 kg.

Hua Jin power, Baji Quan.

Bang~~~~! The machine even shook slightly.

10238 kg.

Phew, his punching power exceeded 10 tons, and he hadn't even included his internal energy yet.

He changed the mode to test punching speed.

Bang bang bang ~~~! Yang Xuan's fists became blurs as he furiously struck the punch strength machine. The massive body of the machine trembled more and more.

56 punches per second. It's okay. The strength of ten men. It doesn't seem to have increased his reflexes and speed by as much as ten men. Only strength and resistance to blows have steadily increased.

The system scanned his entire body to check his physical fitness data. Removing professional jargon, it was converted into simple human multiples.

Analyzed based on the multiples of an ordinary adult male.

Height: 173

Weight: 150 kg

Bone density: Double

Muscle strength: Triple

Nerve reflex: Five times

Speed: Triple

Endurance: Five times

"System, are you sure? How did I become 150 kg? I weighed myself a while ago, and if I remember correctly, it should have been around 75 kg. System, you must have calculated it wrong," Yang Xuan roared indignantly in his mind.

"I'm satisfied with my height." After all, he was only 171 before, cough, cough, with shoes on.

"Host, your bone density and muscle density far exceed those of ordinary people. Based on the density comparison, 150 kg is appropriate for you, not fat."

"Such a plausible explanation, alright, I'll forgive you. Damn it, how will I take the elevator if I get any heavier?"

The system had just annoyed Yang Xuan. He furiously punched the punch strength machine at super speed, complaining to the system in his mind. Who says only women care about their weight? Men care about it too.

In the room right next door, a person stood before a glass, through which all of Yang Xuan's movements could be clearly seen.

A pair of tight-fitting athletic pants hugged her perky peach-like buttocks, and a short women's fitness top further accentuated her proud cleavage, making it look even more alluring, as if it were about to burst out.

Her face bore the distinct features of Eastern European descent, with large eyes, a well-defined nose, and a small mouth, creating a face that was somewhere between a loli and a goddess. Unfortunately, the only thing marring her overall beauty was that her mouth was slightly agape, her expression filled with disbelief.

The woman directly took out her pager and spoke, surprisingly, in fluent Mandarin: "Xiao Yan, the single gym downstairs, who used it today?"

"BOSS, the person who used the single room today was a young man, not old, not one of our members. I checked the records, and it seems like it's his first time here."

The woman watched Yang Xuan, who was drenched in sweat, with interest. This guy was definitely not simple. Because Russians admired strength, they had a strong affinity for men with such power.

The woman's name was Natasha Ivantarich Ivanov. A typical Russian. Her mother owned her own company in Russia, and her father was a Russian general. As a well-known second-generation rich and second-generation military in Russia, her life there was practically under constant surveillance. Although she was talented and capable, in Russia, people only saw her "second-generation" facade. This made her feel incredibly stifled every day. By chance, she met a close friend who was a Chinese international student. Later, as they discussed their respective countries, Natasha, who had never left Russia before, became extremely curious about China. Finally, on the evening of a large family gathering, Natasha announced her decision to live in China for a while. Although her parents weren't entirely in agreement, with her grandfather's nod, everything was settled. As expected, affection from grandparents transcends national borders.

Her first time in China and abroad, for Natasha, who had just graduated from university, it was like paradise. Young people love to have fun, so she spent her days shopping, buying things, eating Chinese delicacies, traveling, going out to sea, visiting various Chinese cities, experiencing the local culture, and making many Chinese friends. Her Mandarin became increasingly fluent.

And so, Natasha began her life and studies in China. Because she was naturally a top student, she also obtained her postgraduate and master's degrees in China.

Although she returned to Russia every year, the more time she spent in China, the less she wanted to go back. After discussing it with her best friend and another friend, they decided to open a fitness club in her best friend's hometown, HN City. With two Chinese girls who were daughters of officials, plus a Russian second-generation, opening a fitness club was as easy as playing house.