"Thunder Martial Arts Hall!"

Liu Ziqing took to the streets and came to the Thunder Martial Arts Hall. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Extreme Martial Arts Gym" is the first person in the world to break through, and the Thunder Martial Arts Gym is the second in the world, in Liu Ziqing's heart, he is actually more inclined to be the first in the world.

After all, this name is too loud!

"Hong is a spear practitioner, and Thor is a knife practitioner. Although both of them have little to do with Shushan Imperial Sword Technique. However, the relationship between sword and sword is always closer!"

After weighing it, Liu Ziqing finally chose the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion.

The Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion, in a front-line base like Meicheng, still has a huge piece of land, which is not much worse than Liu Ziqing's school.

A towering Chinese-style gatehouse, the four big characters of the Thunder Martial Arts Museum, shines in the sun.

When you enter the gate, you will be greeted by a huge silvery-white building with a metallic luster.

This is the school building of the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion.

Each of the 18-storey building has a hall and can accommodate thousands of people for group teaching. In addition to this, there is also a huge martial arts hall on each floor.

In the martial arts hall, there are all kinds of training equipment, and there are also equipment used to test the strength of martial artists.

Liu Ziqing has the title of "Intermediate Student", and with his ID card, he can directly enter the "Intermediate Student" area above the third floor.

After taking the elevator to the fourth floor, Liu Ziqing swiped the door with his ID card and entered the martial arts hall on the fourth floor.

At this moment, in the martial arts hall on the fourth floor, there is also a group of students wearing practice uniforms, who are training under the guidance of instructors.

"Teacher, I want to come and test my strength!"

Handing his ID card to an instructor in the martial arts hall, Liu Ziqing explained his intention.

"Hmm!"

The instructor, who was missing an arm and had a beard on his face, reached out to take Liu Ziqing's ID card, picked up the computer and swiped it, and read Liu Ziqing's identity information.

"Sixteen-year-old?intermediate student?Yes, a good seedling!"

The bearded man smiled, stretched out his arm, and pointed to the testing instrument on the left side of the martial arts hall, "There is a force tester over there, and a speed tester and a nerve response tester in the back, you can test it yourself! I hope you get good results!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

Liu Ziqing took the ID card, turned around and came to the force tester, swiped the ID card on the card reader of the force tester, and entered the identity information.

"I don't know what my strength is now?"

Standing in front of the force tester, Liu Ziqing took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

"Hey!"

Exhaled, the spine tightened like a bowstring, the foot kicked, the waist twisted violently, and the right fist rushed out, like a cannonball out of the disembowel, rushing out!

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the fist target of the dynamometer shook violently!

"Tick! tick!"

After this punch was struck, not only did the force tester not show the results, but there was a burst of alarm sounds!

"Lu Manzi, why are you going crazy again?"

When this alarm sounded, an angry roar sounded in the office of the martial arts arena on the fourth floor, "Why do you want to go crazy and go to the martial arts area on the seventh floor!

"Damn! It's not Lao Tzu! Wang Mazi, come quickly! What the hell!"

At this time, the one-armed bearded man known as "Lu Manzi" had wide eyes and stared at Liu Ziqing with a shocked face.

As for the trainees who were training, they were also dumbfounded.

"Sirens sounded, beyond the limits of the dynamometer?"

"Impossible, isn't it? The force tester in the intermediate cadet area has an upper limit of 1,000 kilograms. One thousand kilograms, that's already a martial artist level!"

"Could it be that the dynamometer is broken?"

Everyone looked at Liu Ziqing in front of the force tester, and they didn't believe that this sixteen-year-old boy could actually hit a thousand kilograms of strength.

Thousands of catties of divine power, that is already the realm of martial arts!

"Who else is it not you?"

In the office, a "Wang Mazi" with a few spots on his face ran out angrily.

Seeing Liu Ziqing in front of the force tester, Wang Mazi was stunned again, and turned his head to look at Lu Manzi, "You won't say...... He hit him, right?"

"He's the one who hit it! We've all seen it!"

Lu Manzi waved his arm and pointed at all the students. The students nodded in unison.

"Won't it?"

Wang Mazi blinked his eyes and looked at Liu Ziqing for a long time, "One punch with more than a thousand kilograms of strength? This is only sixteen or seventeen years old, right?

"Go upstairs, go upstairs, go to the martial arts area and test it!"

Lu Manzi stretched out his arm and pulled Liu Ziqing over, "Let's go, kid, go upstairs and test it." Let's see how good you are!"

"Teacher...... We still don't have classes?"

The rest of the group of students looked at each other.

"Practice on your own!"

Wang Mazi roared and chased after him.

Together, the three of them took the elevator to the seventh floor.

"Huh, you two guys, aren't you in class? What's the matter? Skipping class? Being known by the curator, it's good to have you!"

Walking into the seventh floor, a young woman in a white practice uniform turned her head to see the three people who had walked into the seventh floor together, and shook her head with a smile.

"Bai Li, this little guy, just now blew up the dynamometer downstairs! We want to take him to see if he really has this ability!"

Wang Mazi explained to the young woman.

"Blow up the dynamometer?"

The woman named "Bai Li" was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at Liu Ziqing, and shook her head again, "This is only sixteen or seventeen years old, right? When have you ever heard of a martial artist under the age of twenty? It must be that your dynamometer is broken! Lu Manzi, it was your itchy hands that broke it, right? Hehe, your salary this month is gone!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Lu Manzi glared at Bai Li, "Okay, we're just here to borrow your dynamometer here." ”

"Okay, you can use it if you want!"

Bai Li waved her hand, looking "you are free".

"Let's go, boy, try again!"

Bringing Liu Ziqing to the dynamometer in the martial arts area, Lu Manzi and Wang Mazi looked at Liu Ziqing with hope on their faces, and stretched out their hands to signal!

"Here...... It can't be broken, right?"

Liu Ziqing took out his ID card and swiped it on the force measuring machine, and asked with some concern.

"This dynamometer has a test ceiling of 100 tons!

Wang Mazi smiled and nodded.

"Okay!"

Liu Ziqing stood in front of the dynamometer, took a deep breath, stepped out, swung his right fist heavily, and smashed it down!

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the target of the dynamometer shook violently again.

This time, there were no sirens.

On the screen above the dynamometer, a line of numbers is displayed!

"it, five thousand six hundred kilograms?"

"Really! 5,600 kilograms!"

Seeing the numbers displayed on the dynamometer, Lu Manzi and Wang Mazi were dumbfounded and in disbelief.

"Five thousand six hundred kilograms? These are all high-level martial artists! Not far from the war general level!"

Bai Li ran up with a scream, glanced at Liu Ziqing, and saw the information displayed on the force measuring machine, and was stunned, "Sixteen years old? 5,600 kilograms of fist power?"

"Hahahaha!

Wang Mazi and Lu Manzi glanced at each other, and laughed out loud with surprise on their faces.