Martial Arts Prodigy? Sorry I'm Kryptonian

Brother Chen's expression froze, and then he asked cautiously:

"Brother Ye, can I ask first... how many friends do you have?"

"Brother, I'm also in business. If you bring ten or eight at once, I won't be able to hold it."

Ye Ren quickly waved his hand.

There are so many, Wang Buqiong, Li Feidao, plus the squad leader.

At most four or five.

Only then did Brother Chen smile, saying that it was definitely not a problem.

"Xiao Gang, go and get a membership card for our younger brother Ye, the one with borders, you know."

Brother Chen is such a busy person.

He answered the phone and left.

"Brother Ye, treat the martial arts gym as your own home and play casually."

After Li Xiaogang brought a membership card, he also stayed on the first floor because he wanted to teach his children how to practice martial arts.

Ye Ren put the card in his pocket.

Turning his head and wandering around on the second floor, he couldn't understand the equipment, and there was no instruction manual for it.

However, the most central area on the second floor is a small arena.

Ye Ren called Wang Buqiong and the others and asked if they wanted to come to the martial arts hall to practice martial arts.

Originally, these two guys were lazy and had no interest.

But I heard that it was the No. 1 martial arts gym in City Y.

The voice on the other side of the phone suddenly raised an octave:

"Fuck, Ye... Bah! Brother Ye! Did you apply for a card there? A rich man!"

"No, I was given a membership card for free. Do you want to come? It's for my sake that they won't charge you."

"In place immediately!"

After hesitating for a while, Ye Ren also called the monitor.

But can't connect...

After hanging up the phone, Ye Ren came to a piece of equipment and first took a look at how others were playing.

Only then did he sit up and hold the handles on both sides.

"Well…"

This thing seems to be used to practice arm strength.

Grasping the handle, the hand will naturally clenched into a fist and push forward at the same time, but Ye Ren obviously felt some resistance.

The warrior next door glanced at Ye Ren.

He frowned, with a speechless look on his face.

This looks like a novice.

It is probably the first time to come to the martial arts gym for training.

It's ridiculous to just sit up without even doing the basic debugging of the equipment.

He wanted to kindly remind Ye Ren.

First remove all the weight plates at the back, and slowly increase the weight according to your own strength.

But…

"Hey!"

As soon as Ye Ren pushed hard, he held the handle with his right fist and pushed forward.

"Clang!"

The six layers of weight plates at the back were brought up instantly.

There was a crackling noise.

"Fuck!"

The martial artist next door exclaimed on the spot.

He looked back and saw that there were three weight plates behind him.

A piece of weight plate is 100 kg.

3 pieces of 300 kg, is his limit level as a third-level warrior.

But he stared at Ye Ren stiffly—

Six weight plates.

A full 600 kilograms, that is, a weight of 1200 catties.

"Hey…"

Ye Ren felt a little strained, but only slightly.

He punches in circles with his left and right hands.

Six weight plates are attached to each side.

Flying up and down at the moment.

There was a loud bang and bang.

"Damn it... am I dreaming..."

The lips of the martial artist next door trembled, and he felt a little dizzy for a while.

Look at your weight plate again, what a shame.

No wonder people don't do debugging, because there is no need for this.

"What's going on over there? It's so noisy."

The warriors on the side were also attracted by the noise.

After seeing Ye Ren use extremely non-standard movements to ring the frame of the 12 weights behind him.

Every expression froze.

Some people even took pictures on the spot and started Moments:

"I met a big guy today."

Ye Ren didn't like being watched, so he took the initiative to stop playing with his mobile phone, and those people dispersed one after another.

The martial artist next door saw that Ye Ren was swiping his phone on the sofa next door.

He ran to the apparatus that Ye Ren had just sat on and grabbed the two handles.

He wondered if this thing is broken, right?

However, even if the veins on his forehead burst out, he couldn't shake the six weight plates.

hell.

He looked at Ye Ren with obvious respect.

At this moment, Ye Ren's ears moved suddenly - Wang Buqiong and the others are here!

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