Strength Test

Before long, the two arrived at their destination.

Before them stood a fairly large gym, its sign reading, "Wang Fei Fitness and Swimming—Seventh Branch."

Wang Fei was Wang Lin's father.

As his training intensity increased, simple running, jumping, and Zhan Zhuang could no longer meet Yang Yu's needs.

These fully equipped gyms happened to come in handy.

"Welcome, Young Master Wang. What brings you to the gym today?" The gym manager eagerly greeted Wang Lin as soon as he saw him.

"Mm. Studying got tiring, so I came to work out and relax. This is my good brother, Yang Yu. Get him a Supreme VIP Card right away. Put all his future expenses at the gym on my tab."

Wang Lin gave the order casually.

As the only son of the owner of Wang Fei Gym, Jiangnan City's leading fitness and swimming company, Wang Lin's words carried considerable weight.

"Certainly, Young Master. I'll handle it for your friend right away."

"You take care of it first. We'll pick it up when we leave."

After giving the instructions, Wang Lin led Yang Yu into the VIP Exclusive Training Room.

Ding~

Wang Lin took out an exquisite card that gleamed with pale gold light and swiped it across the door.

Beyond it was the training room accessible only to holders of Supreme VIP Cards.

Looking at the luxurious and neatly arranged facilities before him, Yang Yu could not help but sigh that having money really was nice.

"Brother Yu, let's sit and digest our food first. While we're at it, tell me how I should train from here on out."

"Sure." Sitting on a soft sofa meant for resting, Yang Yu explained in detail how an ordinary person should begin training, how to gradually increase the intensity afterward, and how to advance into Fist Technique practice.

Wang Lin was not stupid. On the contrary, he was smarter than most people, and he basically grasped these simple concepts after hearing them once.

That was also thanks to his previous understanding of some basic fitness knowledge.

It was just that Yang Yu's explanation was more professional and detailed.

"So at first, I only need to do simple running, Zhan Zhuang, and push-ups to improve my physical fitness. Once I meet a certain standard, I can start practicing martial arts with you?"

"That's right. Learning the Martial Way requires steady progress. You have to build a solid foundation; only then can you meet the demands of what comes next."

"No problem. I'll get up and start running tomorrow!" Wang Lin readily agreed. Thinking of Yang Yu's dashing punch filled him with motivation.

"Since we're free anyway, I'll also tell you about the Breathing Method and Meditation Method that go along with training."

Yang Yu then carefully explained the key points of both methods to Wang Lin, only stopping after Wang Lin had gained an initial grasp of them.

"What an amazing Breathing Method! I feel like the food I ate is almost completely digested!"

"Haha, this Breathing Method is meant to strengthen digestion and speed up the absorption of energy from food. It's perfectly normal for it to have that effect." Yang Yu was quite pleased to see Wang Lin grasp the essentials of the Dantian Breathing Method in just half an hour.

"The Meditation Method is a bit harder. I'll slowly study it when I get home tonight," Wang Lin said happily.

Just from initially grasping the Breathing Method, he could already feel the difference.

The Martial Way really was what men should pursue!

"Trying to learn too much at once will only leave you with nothing. I'll teach you the Siming Internal Martial Arts and Xingyiquan gradually. Now that the food has mostly digested, let's start with some basic strength training."

As Yang Yu spoke, he walked over to the fitness equipment. Pointing at the barbell before them, he said to Wang Lin, "First, let's test your strength."

"Okay. I want to know what my strength is like too."

With that, Wang Lin excitedly set the barbell to fifty kilograms.

Seeing Wang Lin attempt a fifty-kilogram barbell right away, Yang Yu did not stop him and simply let him try.

For an ordinary person like Wang Lin, who had barely trained before and was not even fully grown, thirty to forty kilograms was usually the most he could lift.

Sure enough.

Wang Lin strained with all his might until his face turned red, yet he could only barely raise the fifty-kilogram barbell to his chest. No matter what he did, he could not lift it over his head.

Realizing he truly could not raise it, Wang Lin did not force himself. He set the barbell down. "Phew~ I never thought lifting a fifty-kilogram barbell was such a big deal before. Turns out it's pretty hard."

"I guess I can probably only lift around forty kilograms at most. How much can you lift, Brother Yu?"

"I haven't tried before. I just feel like my strength has increased quite a bit lately, so today is a good time to test it."

Yang Yu walked over to the fifty-kilogram barbell and weighed it in both hands. Finding it effortless, he directly lifted it overhead.

The entire process was as easy as lifting a loaf of bread.

Wang Lin almost wondered whether the barbell had become lighter.

After lifting it a few times, Yang Yu confirmed that the fifty-kilogram barbell was too light. He set it down and increased it directly to one hundred kilograms.

This time, Yang Yu felt a little pressure. But after calming his mind and exerting force, he raised the hundred-kilogram barbell straight over his head!

"Wow, Brother Yu, you were born with divine strength!"

Having quietly watched the entire time, Wang Lin immediately began flattering Yang Yu excitedly upon seeing him lift a genuine hundred-kilogram barbell.

Yang Yu was the same age as him and had not seriously trained before, yet he could now lift a barbell heavier than his own body weight in one go. Wang Lin truly admired him.

"Haha, that was just a warm-up. I haven't reached my limit yet."

Yang Yu put down the barbell and continued adding weight, only stopping when it reached two hundred kilograms.

"Brother Yu, are you really going to try something that heavy?"

"Mm. Let's see."

Under Wang Lin's shocked gaze, Yang Yu slowly raised the full two-hundred-kilogram barbell over his head.

"Wow! Brother Yu, that's insane!"

Only after Yang Yu gently set down the barbell did Wang Lin recover from his shock and begin wildly praising him.

At the same time, he could not help thinking, Is this what a genius is? Not only can he effortlessly take first place in the top high school in the city, even the province, but he can now reach heights in martial arts that ordinary people would never even dare imagine in such a short time.

My Brother Yu is truly a god!

At that moment, Wang Lin even had the urge to cling to Yang Yu's thigh.

"Haha, it's only a two-hundred-kilogram barbell. It doesn't count as divine strength," Yang Yu said indifferently.

After experiencing what it felt like to lift the two-hundred-kilogram barbell, Yang Yu knew this was not yet his limit!

Perhaps two hundred and fifty kilograms was his current limit?

As he delved deeper into the Siming Internal Martial Arts, Xingyiquan, and Meditation Method, Yang Yu's control over his own strength became increasingly precise.

After all, the primary purpose of Neijiaquan was to nurture health; fighting came second.

Through practicing Neijiaquan alongside the Breathing Method and meditation, Yang Yu had now completely harmonized his soul and body. His control over his body had improved significantly, and his perception of strength had become far more accurate.

By briefly recalling the sensation of lifting the one-hundred- and two-hundred-kilogram barbells, he had roughly calculated where his limit lay.

"The Olympic Champion record for the seventy-three-kilogram weight class in the clean and jerk seems to be only one hundred and ninety-eight kilograms. Brother Yu, you've already broken the Weightlifting Record for that weight class, and you still have a year before you turn eighteen! Of course that counts as divine strength!"

Just then, Wang Lin had taken out his phone and checked the world Weightlifting Record.