Su Cheng No. 2 Middle School, the first floor of the gymnasium. Although it was only early in the morning, there were quite a lot of students in the gymnasium to exercise. All kinds of training equipment are full of students exercising there. Sit-ups, pull-ups, push-ups, horizontal and parallel bars... These sports that exercised strength before Martial Dao's Epoch Times became more popular after Martial Dao started. According to scientific experiments, these exercises have a great effect on the growth of strength. This is unanimously approved by the Great Master and some Practitioners. That's why a group of students train there so hard. And basically every student wears a variety of loads to study every day. For example, Wang Zhe has a load of almost 200 kg, and Fang Ping, a scumbag, also carries a 100 kg load to and from school every day. As for Luo Xiu, of course he has too. "Um?"
"Look, people from Class 7?" "Have these guys come to training early in the morning?" "what's the situation?" Some students were a little dumbfounded when they saw the large troop from Class 7 approaching. Early self-study martial arts is voluntary, so usually only a small group of people train together, but it is impossible for a class like this to mobilize collectively. Countless students stopped their training immediately and looked at the students of Class 7 who entered the gymnasium. "Wang Zhe, what's the matter?" "You don't have early self-study in class, have you changed to group martial arts training?" A student from another class looked at Wang Zhe, who was walking at the back, and asked suddenly. Wang Zhe is also a famous figure in Su Cheng No. 2 High School. Of course, Lin Qiuli is more famous, but as a school beauty and a prospective practitioner, most people dare not talk to him. "It's nothing, bring our classmates over to test!" Wang Zhe said casually, but the students in other classes were even more surprised. Why do you need so many people to come together to test your strength? ! Are you so free? "Are you a Breakthrough Practitioner?" "Damn it, it's ok. If that's the case, two of you from class 7 will be quasi-practicers!" "After Class 1, it's your class!" The other person suddenly thought of something and yelled loudly there, but Wang Zhe was a little depressed, this guy...has so many associations. He really hopes that he can break through 1 ton, but he is still a long way from this goal.
Regardless of the difference between 900 kg and 1 ton, there is only a gap of 100 kg. But this promotion is not a simple matter, without a month or two of hard work, there is no way to go up. Unless you eat some higher-grade Medicine Pill. Wang Zhe is also quite worried in his heart, after all, there is less than a month before the Practitioner college entrance examination. The minimum baseline for admission to this martial arts school is to be a Practitioner. The strength of one arm is less than 1 ton, and he is not even qualified to apply for the exam. Wang Zhe sighed, not caring about others, and walked upstairs with the students in his class. "Old King!" A few training students behind him yelled at him: "Class 1 is training on it, pay attention!" "Class 1?" Wang Zhe, who had just stepped up the stairs, couldn't help frowning. This class is the key class of Su Cheng No. 2 Middle School. Not to mention the good grades, there are also many good candidates in the class. Take the prospective practitioners as an example, there are 5 students in total. One of them is said to have been sent to Nanling Wuhan University in Jiangsu Province. This is one of the top ten Martial Dao universities in the country, and even a prospective Practitioner may not be selected for admission. "Squad leader, people from Squad 1 are training on it!" Wang Zhe walked to Lin Qiuli's side, Lin Qiuli raised his eyebrows: "Why, they are up there, so we can't go to the physical examination room?" "This physical testing room is not from Class 1!" Lin Qiuli glanced at Wang Zhe, but walked quickly towards the second floor. On the second floor, in addition to a large body test room, there are also several special training rooms for practicing arm strength and leg strength. For example, wooden man piles, iron wall piles, plum blossom piles and so on. This is a room specially used to practice strength, but there is a fee. A few students in class 1 have a lot of money and wealth, and they basically rent out the venue. Over time, they are assumed to be the site of class 1. Everyone in class 7 came up together, and immediately alarmed the few students trained inside. "Hey, Wang Zhe... Lin Qiuli?" A powerful guy suddenly walked out of a room. Several students from Class 1 followed behind him, all looking at the students from Class 7 who suddenly appeared. "Fuck, you guys are..." "A gang fight?"
"so many people……" The students in Class 1 were laughing there, but Lin Qiuli ignored them: "Let's go to the physical examination room!" "What's wrong?" "So many people come to the physical examination room?" The guy at the front, who was five big and three rough, looked at Wang Zhe provocatively: "Old Wang, are you here for a physical test? Are you a breakthrough Practitioner? I brought a classmate over to cheer you up?" "You kid can do it, the battle is so big!" The guy was whistling as he spoke. Wang Zhe was a little annoyed, damn it, I would have never come if I knew it earlier. Grass, why do you think it's your own breakthrough? ! Will daddy breakthrough be so high-profile? Wang Zhe glanced at Luo Xiu in the crowd, but Luo Xiu was observing the students in Class 1. The five prospective practitioners were not there, and the tall guy in the front, named Sun Hao, was a rich second generation with a rich family, and he seemed not far from the prospective practitioner. Now that I came here early in the morning to practice wildly, it was obvious that I was cramming and preparing for a shock. "I'm sorry, I'll use this physical testing room first!" "I seem... to break through as a Practitioner!" Sun Hao smiled at Lin Qiuli and Wang Zhe, but walked towards the physical examination room. But before walking to the physical examination room, he suddenly turned his head and said to Wang Zhe, "Old Wang, how much strength do you have with one arm now?" "Shall I let you test first?" "unnecessary!" Wang Zhe gritted his teeth, but he didn't expect Sun Hao to laugh there: "Hahaha, why don't I just say it straight!" "you--" Wang Zhe is so angry! In fact, his single-arm strength may not necessarily surpass Sun Hao. Since this kid is confident that he wants to be a breakthrough quasi-practice, it is obvious that the strength should have reached the critical point of 1 ton, even if it is not enough, it is estimated that it is not far away! "I tested it first, and I'll check yours later!" "Don't be compared to me, okay?" Sun Hao was smiling there, but his body was striding into the physical examination room. Wang Zhe's expression became rather ugly.
"Squad leader, for a while... it's up to you!" Wang Zhe secretly told Lin Qiuli that the only one who can suppress Sun Hao here is probably Lin Qiuli. Lin Qiuli smiled, "I can't, Luo Xiu...should be able to!" "Um?" Wang Zhe glanced at Luo Xiu at the side, thinking about Lin Qiuli's words, but couldn't believe it. Can this Luo Xiu surpass Sun Hao in single-arm strength? !