He Tianshu brought Zhang Xiaohua to an open area and asked, "Xiaohua, I heard you've never learned martial arts before."
Zhang Xiaohua nodded. "That's right, I've never learned any."
He Tianshu asked again, "You're quite strong, aren't you?"
Zhang Xiaohua nodded again. "Yes. I never noticed it before, but since the New Year, I've felt myself getting stronger and stronger. That stone lock I lifted at the Lotus Escort Agency some time ago—I heard it weighed five hundred jin."
He Tianshu said, "Good. Throw a punch at me with all your strength. Let's test it."
Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment and asked, "All my strength?"
He Tianshu said, "Yes. It's fine. Hit me as hard as you can. Don't be afraid of hurting me."
Zhang Xiaohua said, "All right, then. Watch out."
With that, Zhang Xiaohua took a deep breath, gathered all the strength in his body, raised his right fist, and punched toward He Tianshu. Watching the incoming fist, He Tianshu raised his right palm to meet it. Yet he used only twenty percent of his strength, thinking it would be more than enough.
Only when fist and palm collided did He Tianshu realize he had been wrong. He immediately added another thirty percent of his strength before he barely managed to receive Zhang Xiaohua's punch. His body swayed slightly, and his right arm was jolted numb and sore. This Xiaohua really has the strength of five hundred jin in his hands. He was born with divine strength.
Zhang Xiaohua was even more shocked. Good heavens, Captain He is far too formidable. When my punch landed, his body only swayed a little. The gap between knowing martial arts and not knowing it is just too great. No, I have to learn martial arts properly.
He Tianshu's right arm