The spiritual energy has revived, and all the exercises I compiled have been practiced

The training room had been cleared out, and all kinds of testing equipment were ready. At the same time, people kept coming from afar to watch the excitement.

Experts and professors from all walks of life could be seen everywhere in the crowd, and they were all very curious about how high Zhang Zhaoyang had grown at this moment.

"Get ready to start."

Kong Ji held a small notebook in his hand to record various physical data.

"Okay!"

Knowing that everyone couldn't wait, Zhang Zhaoyang didn't hesitate and started the strength test first.

The original punching force tester was no longer enough, and the weightlifting barbell was directly placed on the scene.

The red barbell plates with a maximum weight of 25 kilograms almost filled the bar, with a total weight of up to 1,000 kilograms.

This was not enough, there was a barbell of the same weight next to it.

The total weight was 2,000 kilograms!

It was much higher than any world weightlifting record!

Kong Ji walked forward and wanted to try to quietly test his current strength, but he suppressed his thoughts in the public eye.

"First, let's test the strength under the white mist blessing state, 1000 kg, let's start!"

"Okay."

Zhang Zhaoyang grabbed a handful of magnesium powder with both hands, slapped it away, and tried to grab one first.

With almost no effort, he easily grabbed the 1000 kg barbell, his face calm as usual.

Kong Ji asked: "How is it? Do you feel any effort?"

"Almost no feeling."

Zhang Zhaoyang thought about it, and then, amid the exclamations of the audience, he put down one hand and grabbed the 1000 kg barbell with one hand. He even got excited and turned around in the air with one hand.

"Too light!"

The white mist that had just accumulated in his body flowed along the route of the technique. Zhang Zhaoyang simply held the barbell with one hand, squatted down, and grabbed the barbell with the same weight next to him with the other hand.

The 2-ton weight was so lightly held in his hand that he didn't look like he was exerting any effort at all.

The scene was instantly in an uproar.

Weightlifting is different from punching.

Zhang Zhaoyang can lift 1 ton of force with one hand. If he turns it into a fist and punches it out, it will have to turn up.

"Can it be increased?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Zhaoyang nodded.

Kong Ji immediately asked someone to prepare two more 1-ton barbells.

Zhang Zhaoyang did not delay and directly opened his palms in a cross shape and grabbed two bars with one hand.

Then he exerted force.

He easily lifted 4 tons of weight!

"4 tons!"

The scene was already silent because of this inhuman force, and Kong Ji himself felt a little dry in the throat.

His skill is more than a hundred times that of Zhang Zhaoyang.

Converted, isn't it 400 tons?

It is difficult to say whether this data is accurate or not. After all, there is no accurate data on the proportion of white fog to the human body, but even if it is reduced by half, it is already incredible.

What's more, looking at Zhang Zhaoyang's current situation, four tons is far from the limit.

Bang!

The four-ton barbell hit the ground with a dull sound. Zhang Zhaoyang moved his wrist and described his feelings: "It's a bit strenuous, but it shouldn't be the limit."

"What about the white mist consumption?"

"It can still be maintained."

"Then record 4 tons first."

Looking at the ground, there was no heavier weight, and considering that Zhang Zhaoyang only had one pair of hands and couldn't lift more barbells, Kong Ji simply recorded 4 tons.

"Okay."

"Then test the 100 meters next."

The runway was quickly cleared, and Zhang Zhaoyang stood in front of the white line.

Before this, his best record for the 100-meter speed was 6 seconds, the highest in the entire base.

But this time, the 6-second record may be easily broken.

Slowly closing his eyes, mobilizing the surging white mist energy in his body with all his strength, Zhang Zhaoyang suddenly opened his eyes and stepped forward.

A strong wind blew on the runway in an instant.

Everyone only saw a figure crossing a hundred meters in an instant, and then the timer at the end of the runway had lit up numbers.

"One hundred meters, 2.091!"

The whole place was boiling!

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Inhuman!"

The crowd could no longer hold back, and all kinds of dirty words came out of their mouths.

There was no way, any words were eclipsed at the speed of 2 seconds, and at this moment, it seemed that only "Fuck" could best express their uncontrollable excitement.

The extreme speed of the hundred meters was close to two seconds, and the speed was 180 kilometers per hour, which could be said to be catching up with the high-speed rail!

At this speed, if Zhang Zhaoyang ran on the domestic highway, he would be severely photographed and get several speeding tickets!

"How do you feel?"

Kong Ji hurried forward.

At this moment, Zhang Zhaoyang was panting and his face flushed. It took him a while to react.

"The white fog and physical strength are seriously depleted. But just now was my limit speed. If I slow down, I should be able to last longer. As for the normal speed, a speed of 100 kilometers per hour should not be a problem and can become the norm."

"Then 2.091 seems to be your limit."

Kong Ji wrote down the time.

"Yeah."

After feeling that his breathing had completely calmed down, Zhang Zhaoyang said: "Continue. Under the limit, the amount of white fog should be able to last a few times."

Ten minutes later.

Zhang Zhaoyang's physical fitness test was all over.

Scanning the table in his hand, Kong Ji couldn't help but marvel at the amazing data.

White fog state: weightlifting 4 tons, 100 meters in 2.091 seconds, high jump 11 meters, standing long jump 14 meters, 400 meters in 13.125 seconds, 1 kilometer in 31.13 seconds, and push-ups at the fastest 300 per minute.

Non-white fog state: weightlifting 3.125 tons, 100 meters in 4.13 seconds, high jump 6 meters, long jump 8.95 meters, 400 meters in 26.563 seconds, 1 kilometer in 1 minute 36 seconds 45, 5 kilometers in 6 minutes 12 seconds 73

The data are there one by one, and at first glance, they are not the achievements that humans can achieve.

That is, the white fog is consumed too quickly outside, and several long-distance projects have not been tested in time, otherwise a few more items will have to be added to the table.

Kong Ji looked at these data, and then thought of the power he now has, and his heart is also difficult to calm down.

He couldn't help but exclaimed: "I feel that the title of the strongest human is not suitable for you. You are no longer a human, but a humanoid Gundam. If your current physical data is released, I'm afraid everyone will think you are the latest high-tech robot developed by our country."

"Robots are nothing." Zhang Zhaoyang took off his sweat-soaked shirt and put on a new one: "This is only the first time I practice Zhoutian Pure Yang Gong. If I continue to practice, my body will become stronger. It will be even more amazing if I can break through the Ren and Du Meridians."

"Unfortunately, I have a hunch that I must recuperate in a short period of time. I can't continue to practice for at least three days, otherwise it will cause damage to my body."

When he attacked the Ren and Du Meridians, his injury was not serious and he recovered quickly.

However, when practicing Zhoutian Pure Yang Gong, the hot energy transformed by the white mist stimulated by the sun would cause damage to the body, and he had to recuperate for a few days before he could continue to practice.

This situation was not written by Kong Ji in the exercises, but what he experienced personally when practicing.

However, after receiving the feedback, Kong Ji had a comprehensive understanding of this self-created technique and knew that Zhang Zhaoyang was not lying.

"Then wait until you have recovered, don't be too impatient."