The First Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty-Sixth Chapter Is a Punch?

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The first thousand four hundred and sixty-sixth chapter is a punch?

Xia Ming shrugged, glanced at Chen Li lightly, and smiled coldly. In Xia Ming's view, Chen Li was just a clown.

"Xia Ming, take it lightly!"

Changqing saw the faint sneer at the corner of Xia Ming's mouth, which made Changqing feel a bad premonition, and at the same time scolded Chen Li ten thousand times in his heart.

"Damn, why do you provoke him when you have nothing to do? You have nothing to do when you are full!"

Changqing was a little annoyed, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, this was what Qin Ze promised, and he couldn't stop it.

Changqing could only scold Chen Li for being a fool in his heart.

However, when he was only in the middle of the yellow level, he dared to single out Xia Ming. This was purely looking for abuse. Even he was not an opponent in the late yellow level. This was not what he was doing.

Under the watchful eyes of all the people, Xia Ming slowly came to the dynamometer. Xia Ming glanced at the dynamometer lightly. At this time, the people present began to discuss.

"This kid is about to start!"

"Hmph, I guess this kid can hit five hundred kilograms at most!"

"Five hundred kilograms? I guess you think highly of him. It would be good for him to hit four hundred kilograms."

"Four hundred kilograms? Impossible, right?"

"Why is it impossible!"

"Look at how thin this kid is, and he doesn't look like he's been trained. If he can hit 400 kilograms, he's in the sky."

"Stop arguing, look, this kid is about to shoot!"

Under the watchful eyes of Xia Ming, the corner of Xia Ming's mouth twitched, Xia Ming raised his fist, and hit the dynamometer with a random punch. As for Qin Ze, his eyes flickered at this moment.

The person on the side frowned and said angrily, "Is this kid doing it on purpose?"

"With such a random punch, do you look down on Chen Licheng?"

"Humph! This kid is too arrogant, let this kid know how powerful Chen Li is!"

The people present were a little angry when they saw Xia Ming being so casual. Even Chen Li was like this. Xia Ming's attitude was obviously looking down on him.

Chen Li clenched his hands tightly and looked at Xia Ming sharply. After a while, he must teach Xia Ming a profound lesson.

As for Changqing, he looked at Xia Ming nervously, as if he was afraid that Xia Ming would break the dynamometer!

"Bang!"

Under the watchful eyes, Xia Ming slammed the dynamometer with a punch, and the number on the dynamometer soared wildly, reaching 1,000 kilograms in the blink of an eye.

"Pfft!"

But the next moment, the dynamometer exploded, and the sudden scene shocked everyone present.

"Damn it! What happened?"

"What's the matter? How did the dynamometer explode?"

This kind of situation, they have never encountered, and it has never happened, even a master of the Huang level, I am afraid they may not be able to dry this dynamometer, right?

However, the dynamometer in front of him was actually blown up by Xia Ming.

At this moment, the whole scene was incomparably silent. The people present were all looking at Xia Ming in front of him with complicated eyes. For a while, they didn't know what to say.

"This kid... He actually blew up the dynamometer, how strong is this kid?" The people present couldn't help but swallow and said.

Even Chang Qing on the side was stunned for a while, and felt a little distressed about this dynamometer. This dynamometer is different from ordinary dynamometers because it was specially made.

After all, the people present are all Huang-level warriors and even higher. If ordinary dynamometers can't stand the torment of these people, I never expected that Xia Ming would blow the dynamometer with a punch, although he had already prepared However, this situation still made him a little shocked.

Changqing couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but he definitely couldn't do it to this extent.

"This dynamometer doesn't seem to work. I can't stop such a fluttering punch, and it explodes!" When Xia Ming said these words plainly, he glanced at Chen Li indifferently and said indifferently.

"When you used the dynamometer to measure the force just now, these numbers were all fake, right?"

"Depend on!"

"Fake your sister!"

Everyone present was scolding secretly, what is false? Just kidding? If you pretend to be forceful, pretend to be forceful, and you have to pull us and demean us to pretend to be forceful.

Sure enough, Chen Li was probably the one with the most ugly face at the scene.

"This is impossible!"

Chen Li roared and said angrily, "I want to beat you two thousand kilograms!"

Two thousand kilograms is almost the limit of a yellow-level martial artist. Generally speaking, a two-thousand-kilogram attack can test to the perfect state of the yellow-level.

Right now, Xia Ming smashed the thousand kilogram dynamometer with one punch, which made him a little unconvinced, so he said this.

"it is good!"

Xia Ming glanced at Qin Ze lightly, and said casually, "What do you think?"

"Yes!" Qin Ze nodded.

"team leader!"

Changqing is a little worried, after all, Xia Ming is too terrifying, your mother... Is it interesting to abuse vegetables?

But Qin Ze didn't think so. The people in the dragon soul are really too arrogant, and many of them are soldiers who were recruited from the army. into the yellow class

, become a yellow-level warrior.

Over the years, because there was no war and only completed some small tasks, these people gradually burst into self-confidence. However, Qin Ze did this to make Xia Ming suppress the arrogance of these people.

Let these people also know, what is the sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people.

"Let's go over there, there's a two thousand kilogram dynamometer over there!"

As Qin Ze's voice just fell, they quickly ran towards the 2,000kg dynamometer.

When they arrived in front of the dynamometer, all the people present were nervously watching the scene in front of them, and they also wanted to see how holy this Xia Ming was.

"You or me first?" Xia Ming asked lightly.

"I'll come first!"

Chen Li looked at Xia Ming, gritted his teeth, and came to the dynamometer with two thousand kilograms.

"drink!"

Chen Li shouted loudly and began to accumulate energy. At the moment when Chen Li was accumulating energy, blue veins burst out on Chen Li's body, and his appearance looked a little ferocious, which made people feel a little scared.

"what!"

Chen Li slammed the dynamometer with a punch, and the numbers on the dynamometer changed rapidly. When it reached one thousand and one, it stopped.

"What...a thousand and one!"

When the people present saw this situation, they took another breath of air. They all knew how difficult it would be to gain an extra 100 kilograms after reaching this level.

Just now, Chen Li hit only 1,000 kilograms, and now he has hit 1,110 kilograms. This is Chen Li's best result.

The next moment, all the eyes of the people present were on Xia Ming. They looked straight at Xia Ming. Chen Li hit 1,110 kilograms, so how many kilograms can Xia Ming hit?

However, they knew that Chen Li had already lost, because the dynamometer of 1,000 kilograms could completely withstand the force of 1,110 kilograms without being knocked out, but Xia Ming was knocked out.

But what they are more concerned about is how many kilograms Xia Ming can hit!

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