Breaking the Record

"No way, they're really going to compete?"

"Wang Cheng and Wu Chuan are among the best students in this batch. To have those stats at such a young age, calling them geniuses wouldn't be an exaggeration. Isn't that Shi Feng guy just humiliating himself?"

"Then you don't know the whole story. Shi Feng wasn't the one who asked for the competition—the beauty did. She said Shi Feng could easily beat Wang Cheng and Wu Chuan, and only suggested comparing stats so he wouldn't bully them."

"That beauty is way too blindly confident. She actually believed whatever that Shi Feng guy told her."

"What do you know? That's called skill. But that Shi Feng guy has bragged too much this time. It'll be fun when he shows his true colors."

The testing hall had already been lively, but the competition between Shi Feng and the other two immediately drew everyone over. The crowd had seen Wang Cheng and Wu Chuan's abilities before, but they had never seen Shi Feng. Nor did they think highly of him. He was neither broad-backed nor heavily muscled; he looked utterly ordinary. Competing with the two of them in strength and reaction speed was simply overestimating himself.

"First, the punching-strength test. Each person gets three chances. Wu Chuan, you go first," Xiao Yan said as he stood beside the punching-strength tester.

Although Wu Chuan had not stood out much in the previous punching-strength test, his striking power had still exceeded 320 kg. He had already reached professional standards, enough to make ordinary people look up in awe.

Wu Chuan nodded, then walked up to the punching-strength tester. Clenching both fists, he suddenly exerted force and threw three punches at the leather target.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Three dull thuds rang out in quick succession.

Wu Chuan was