The horsepower-testing machine looked a little like a tilted pillar, with two metal chains and pull rings made of a special alloy attached to it.
Chen Jue walked up and examined the machine. This design must have been modeled on Heracles's Pillars!
Heracles was the god of strength in Ancient Greek mythology, the son of Zeus, king of the gods, and Alcmene. Born with boundless strength, he had slain or subdued the Hydra and Cerberus of the Underworld in the myths.
Modern strongman competitions had a similar event called "Heracles's Pillars," in which the strongmen stood on a platform, holding back a stone pillar weighing several hundred jin with each hand. Whoever held on the longest won.
Although the base's Dynamometer was not a traditional set of "Heracles's Pillars," it had clearly borrowed something from the event.
"Brother Li, how much horsepower do you think he can pull?"
"No idea. That coach here at the base, Zhang Feipeng, can only manage ten horsepower at most. But this guy's a special-grade Candidate! I'd say he has to hit double digits, at least?"
Listening to the whispered discussion among the white coats behind him, Chen Jue looked thoughtful.
Before coming here, he had heard Liu Chengdong mention that Zhang Feipeng had mastered the Ten Body-Tempering Forms to perfection, meaning his physical attributes had broken through the upper limit of "1."
Using the formula that one horsepower was roughly equivalent to lifting a seventy-five-kilogram object one meter in one second, Coach Zhang Feipeng's ten horsepower meant he could lift a 750-kilogram weight in a single burst.
The tenth body-tempering form is equivalent to entering the realm of Embracing the Elixir and Sitting on the Hips.
Being able to lift something weighing over a thousand jin in a single burst makes sense. Chen Jue