"Damn, 11,033 kilograms multiplied by 2.1 comes to roughly 23,169 kilograms. Looks like that punch just now still didn't fully unleash my strength."
Still, being able to strike with over 23,000 kilograms in a single punch left Luo Zhe quite satisfied. That was 23 tons!
A small car weighed less than two tons. His punch carried the combined weight of more than a dozen cars. One could only imagine how heavy that punch truly was.
According to physical fitness data, anything between 16,000 and 32,000 kilograms belonged to the standard of a mid-level warrior. At Luo Zhe's current rate of improvement, reaching the mid-level warrior rank in another two or three months would be no problem at all. By then, if Luo Zhe could also master the third fold of the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade, a single slash from him would reach the level of a veteran high-level warrior.
Standing before the Punch Strength Tester, Luo Zhe briefly considered his current level of strength. Then, he shut off the Punch Strength Tester and walked onto the track before the speed testing area.
Whoosh!
After loosening up his ankles and other joints, Luo Zhe suddenly exploded forward. He shot ahead like an arrow leaving the bowstring, tearing through the air before stopping some distance beyond the speed testing area.
A line of numbers appeared on the Speed Tester—'146 m/s'.
"Not bad. That counts as a relatively outstanding Junior Warrior Level result." Luo Zhe was fairly satisfied. After all, speed differed from strength... the further one progressed, the harder it became to improve.
The faster one moved—whether running, dodging, or shifting—the more terrifying the air resistance became. The greater the speed, the greater the resistance, so increasing one's speed became more difficult the higher it rose.
"Next, I'll try the force-generating technique of