"Coach Chen Jue looks ready to go all out!"
"Haha! That's got to be five or six hundred kilograms of force, at least, right?" Zhou Gang felt a little secret delight as he recalled Chen Jue bursting a punching bag with one punch at the XX Regiment. The scene remained vivid in his memory even now.
When the other candidates saw Chen Jue walking toward the force-testing machine, they, too, began murmuring among themselves. "A little demonstration? Is he going to show us his punching power?"
"I like guys who are this rough and direct! A Special Grade should have the boldness to match."
"Sun Wu still holds the highest punching force among us. He pressed his dantian with one hand to stimulate the Blood Gate, briefly stimulating his body, then combined that with a Tai Chi Single Whip and an explosive release of overt, covert, and Transforming Strength to reach over 400 kilograms."
"Since this guy took first place in last year's Grand Martial Arts Competition, he probably won't be too far behind, right?"
As they talked, they glanced toward a man standing at the very front of the crowd.
The man was in his thirties, with fair, delicate skin, a round face, and large eyes. At about 1.75 meters, he was not tall, but his hands hung softly at his sides like willow branches, and his stance work was solid. At a glance, he had clearly grasped the true essence of Nourishing Essence and Building the Foundation in Supreme Ultimate Fist. He was the man among the two Transforming Strength experts Chen Jue had noticed.
The woman standing beside him had slightly dark skin, short hair, and long, narrow eyes, which were likewise studying Chen Jue curiously.
By now, not just those two Transforming Strength experts among the