Punch Strength Test (Please Follow and Vote)

He stepped into the dojo.

The first thing he saw was the simple yet elegant decor.

It suited Yang Yu's tastes quite well.

"Hello, sir. Are you here to sign up for martial arts lessons?" A Receptionist in the dojo's standard uniform walked over and asked.

"Can I look around your dojo first, then decide whether to sign up?"

"Of course, sir. You can also sit in on the Vice Dojo Master's class for a day. If you're satisfied, you can sign up afterward," the delicate-looking Receptionist said.

"Alright, I'll take a look around first and come back tomorrow to sit in on a class." Yang Yu found them quite humanized; they had not immediately tried to force him into getting a membership card or buying lessons.

"Very well, sir. Other than the places on the third floor with closed doors, you may visit anywhere you like. You may also try out any of the dojo's equipment, but please pay attention to safety while doing so."

"Alright, get back to work. I'll look around."

"Certainly, sir. We close at eleven, so please manage your time accordingly."

After saying that, the Receptionist went off to handle other matters.

It was clear that Dong's Dojo was quite humanized in both management and operations. Judging by the crowds, there were also many people here to learn martial arts.

Yang Yu had nothing else to do, so he planned to get a better look at the dojo before deciding whether to sign up.

After spending over ten minutes looking over the dojo's layout and training equipment, Yang Yu was generally satisfied. In the room at the far right of the second floor, he found exactly what he needed: a Punch Strength Tester.

Its maximum testing limit was clearly marked as 10,000 kilograms of punching force!

It was a Punch Strength Tester specially customized for the dojo.

Gyms also had machines for testing punching force, but they did not meet Yang Yu's needs. Their machines had a maximum limit of only 200 kilograms.

Yang Yu had reached that limit two days ago.

For ordinary people, though, a 200-kilogram punching-force limit was already more than enough.

After all, most people could not even reach 100 kilograms of punching force. Even those who trained for years but lacked physical talent could only throw punches weighing a little over 100 kilograms.

Even that required someone exceptionally capable.

But Yang Yu was clearly not among ordinary people.

Furthermore, gyms did not have equipment to test speed, which was also something Yang Yu needed.

Fortunately, he found a room in this dojo specifically meant for speed testing.

It was right beside the punching-force testing room.

That made Yang Yu even more satisfied.

All that was missing now was equipment for testing Neural Reflexes, but there was no rush. With Yang Yu's powerful Mental Power and hidden Spiritual Force, that was the aspect he needed to worry about least.

Besides, Yang Yu's reactions were already extremely fast.

After touring the entire dojo, Yang Yu was also quite satisfied with the various professional strength-training machines, large and small.

He checked the registration fees. If he only wanted to use the machines and did not sign up for the Vice Dojo Master's instructional classes, it would not cost much—3,000 yuan a month was enough.

That was about the same price as a gym membership.

Yang Yu still had more than 20,000 yuan left from the scholarship he had received, so he could afford it.

However, there was no need to sign up yet. The Vice Dojo Master would be teaching tomorrow, and it would not be too late to decide after watching.

As for now, it was the perfect time to test his punching force.

Since it was nearly closing time, Yang Yu was the only person in the punching-force testing room.

He walked up to the machine, switched on the power, and saw that it was operating normally.

Yang Yu took a deep breath and adjusted himself to peak condition.

Staring at the target ahead, Yang Yu's gaze suddenly sharpened. His whole body became like a rope twisted taut in an instant.

He exerted force from the soles of his feet, through his calves, thighs, waist, and abdomen, before channeling it into his right fist.

Bang!

A dull impact rang out.

The numbers on the tester's display screen began to jump wildly.

Soon, they stopped at "333."

"333 kilograms?"

Looking at that number, Yang Yu was honestly not very satisfied.

Over the past two days, Yang Yu had already been able to lift a 350-kilogram Barbell, yet his punching force was only 333 kilograms.

It fell far short of his expectations.

However, that punch had merely been an ordinary strike using the strength of his entire body. He had not used the Force Application Technique of the Tiger Cannon Fist, his strongest technique at present.

After adjusting his stance again, Yang Yu assumed the posture best suited for exerting force.

He stared ahead.

Suddenly!

Without any warning, he threw a punch!

His fist smashed into the tester's target like a cannonball fired from its barrel.

The numbers began jumping violently once more.

"400!"

The number finally stopped at 400.

"400 kilograms?" Yang Yu could not exactly call himself satisfied with that number, but neither was he disappointed.

After all, these were the results of less than a week of training.

Moreover, this level of punching force was roughly equivalent to that of a Junior Trainee after the Grand Nirvana.

The minimum punching-force requirement for the Martial Artist Assessment was 900 kilograms.

Based on deductions from the Original Work,

a Senior Trainee's punching force should be between 700 and 900 kilograms.

An Intermediate Trainee's punching force should be between 500 and 700 kilograms.

A Junior Trainee's punching force should be between 300 and 500 kilograms.

There might be some variation, but that should be the general range.

This was also the result of the Grand Nirvana, after which the Physical Fitness of all survivors greatly improved and everyone placed great importance on Martial Way training.

Yang Yu's 400 kilograms of punching force might have been merely average among high school students several decades later.

But in this era, it was absolutely an exceptional level.

Furthermore, Yang Yu's Physical Fitness would improve faster and faster from here on.

After all, Spiritual Force was extremely effective at improving Physical Fitness.

There was still hope of raising his punching force to 900 kilograms before January next year.

Having learned his current punching-force result, Yang Yu felt a trace of urgency.

It was no exaggeration to say that he was racing against the Death God.

If he could not raise his Physical Fitness to the qualifying standard of a Martial Artist before the Grand Nirvana arrived, it was hard to say whether he could survive against the Monsters, which would mutate faster and grow stronger more rapidly.

The awakening of a Spirit Reader was difficult. Once the body reached the level of a Quasi-Martial Artist and began actively absorbing Cosmic Energy, one would indeed escape the risk of sudden death, but the timing of awakening was uncertain.

If Monsters happened to launch a large-scale attack on humanity during that period, it would undoubtedly be extremely dangerous.

Therefore, Yang Yu would not place all his bets on an unknown awakening.

When faced with a Life and death crisis, only one's own strength was ever truly reliable.

After all, Monsters would not care whether you were ready. They would only care whether you were delicious enough.

He entered the speed-testing room.

Yang Yu was the only one there as well.

He turned on the Speed Tester.

Yang Yu stood outside the fifty-meter Running Track.

Since this was an indoor test, the Running Track was only fifty meters long, though that was barely enough for testing speed.

Once he saw that the tester had started, the already-prepared Yang Yu shot forward like an arrow released from the bowstring.

This was the result of applying the force-generation methods of Crushing Fist and Dragon Style Fist to speed.

Beep~

By the time Yang Yu reached the finish line, the tester had already calculated his speed.

"15 m/s"

Even though it far exceeded the speed of the Olympic sprint champions from his previous life, Yang Yu was still not very satisfied.