I am the barbarian king

Chapter 86 The Possibility of Quantifying Your Power

"This is the fixed equipment area..."

"This is the free force zone..."

Entering the gym, Xiong Tao smiled and took the initiative to introduce the situation of the gym to Zhang Fan and Li Yihui.

Zhang Fan also came to the gym for the first time, but he listened with great interest, and was eager to try these equipment.

In the previous life, this gym was Chang Xu's personal training ground, except for him and a small number of core members, no one else could enter.

"What is this for?" Zhang Fan pointed to a strange machine and said.

"This is to exercise the latissimus dorsi, you can understand it as the muscles of the back..."

Still have muscles in the back?

Zhang Fan was startled, and asked his doubts.

"Yes, movements such as pull-ups basically rely on the muscles of the back. You can't do much with the strength of your arms alone. You are like those people who climb mountains with bare hands. Their back muscles are very strong..."

Listening to Xiong Tao's explanation, Zhang Fan suddenly noticed that there was a puddle of green blood on the ground next to the device. He narrowed his eyes and said:

"According to what you said before, there should be zombies in the gym, where did they go?"

Hearing that Zhang Fan finally couldn't help asking, Xiong Tao showed a smile on his face. He specially took Zhang Fan on a tour, just to let Zhang Fan discover this question by himself, so that his strength would appear unfathomable.

Without Xiong Tao opening his mouth, Wang Fugui stood up and said with a smile:
"The zombies were all killed by our curator!"

"Damn it, brother Tao killed a zombie?" Li Yihui looked at Xiong Tao in shock, with an unimaginable look.

Six days had passed since the end of the world, and he had thought about killing zombies countless times, but every time, he was defeated when he saw the way zombies rushed with their hands.

In his opinion, the only warrior who dares to kill zombies is a cold-blooded person like Zhang Fan. Who dares to be a normal person? !

"That's not!"

Wang Fugui exaggerated, and said, "You don't know how many zombies there will be in our gym..."

"Three ends in the equipment area, two ends in the free force area, two ends in the women's bath, and one end in the rest area..."

When Zhang Fan heard this, he knew it was a lie.

Xiong Tao said that they all fled into the office while retreating. That makes sense, there are zombies outside the door. These guys not only have vision and hearing, but the sense of smell can maintain a diameter of seven or eight meters under normal conditions.

"Brother Tao made a move, and the blow was earth-shattering, with a left punch, and a black tiger's heart attack..."

Li Yihui listened with great fascination, as if he was in the scene, and kept asking for details.

That Wang Fugui is also a wonderful person. It is obviously nonsense, but he said it in a plausible way.

If Zhang Fan hadn't caught a glimpse of other muscular men holding back their smiles, maybe he would have listened to him.

Too lazy to listen to these guys talking nonsense, Zhang Fan returned to the topic, remembering what he heard before, Xiong Tao said that after he obtained the supernatural power, his strength increased by one-third, which made him a little puzzled, and a conjecture arose in his heart .

"Curator Xiong, where is the deadlift you mentioned earlier? What kind of event is it? 280 kilograms, and what level?"

Seeing that Zhang Fan asked about his field, Xiong Tao couldn't help smiling, and said: "You probably don't know that in our fitness circle, there are three major fitness items, namely squats, deadlifts, and bench presses. These three items are The ace movement in fitness, the mobilization and coordination of the whole body strength..."

He first introduced the functions of these areas to Zhang Fan, one of the purposes was to see how this person's strength was.

The time to acquire the ability is short, and Xiong Tao still likes to compare other people in the field he is familiar with, especially the three major values, which are the main criteria for him to judge a person's level of strength.

"Like the deadlift, it is the movement that best represents and embodies a person's strength. In essence, it is to lift a heavy object from the ground. It seems simple, but it actually mobilizes most of the muscles of the body..."

After a brief introduction, Xiong Tao talked about the key data, and said: "Deadlift, you can't simply compare the numbers, it is more about comparing with your own weight..."

"Like ordinary people, after simple training, they can generally deadlift to 1.5-2 times their body weight..."

"2-2.5 times is the level of ordinary fitness enthusiasts. More than 2.5 times are the best among people. It requires extremely strong talent and perseverance, which is not something ordinary people can achieve..."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan asked, "How much do you weigh, Curator Xiong?"

Xiong Tao grinned and said, "I am 1.9 meters tall and weigh 110 kilograms..."

Zhang Fan did some calculations and found that Xiong Tao was exactly 2.5 times more than what he said.

While chatting, several people had come to the free force area and stopped near a pile of barbell discs.

"Brother, do you want to try?" Xiong Tao asked tentatively.

When Zhang Fan came here, he originally wanted to try to see if he could quantify his strength, so he nodded naturally.

Xiong Tao was overjoyed, and started to do it himself, ready to demonstrate.

Behind him, two muscular men stood up very consciously, and began to pick up the discs and strung them towards the ends of an iron rod.

"This barbell, one piece weighs 25 kilograms, and it's better to have the same on both sides, so that the strength is balanced..."

While listening, Zhang Fan counted the weight plates added by those people, and stopped when there were five plates on the left and right sides.

"This is 270 kg in weight, 250 kg in pieces, and 20 kg in pole weight. Brother Zhang Fan, let me demonstrate to you first..."

Xiong Tao also had some ideas of showing his strength, so he walked up very confidently.

When he stood in front of the barbell, his aura suddenly changed, as if he had become a weightlifter.

Xiong Tao was like a weightlifter, inhaling for a while and exhaling for a while. Each time, the bursts were huge, and Zhang Fan could hear his exhalation clearly after a distance.

"Brother Tao is brewing strength..." Wang Fugui explained in a timely manner, his face was full of solemnity, as if Xiong Tao was in the international arena at the moment.

After nearly a full minute, Xiong Tao bent his legs and squatted down, grabbed it with both hands, raised it, and shouted "呔!" in his mouth. In the next second, he stood up and lifted the 1-kilogram barbell Bring it up.

The whole process was smooth and flowing, and it could be seen that Xiong Tao's strength was more than that, and he looked like he was able to do a job with ease.

Not knowing whether it was intentional or not, Xiong Tao held up the barbell, glanced at Zhang Fan, smiled crookedly, let go with a "snap", and slammed the barbell heavily on the rubber floor, making a loud muffled sound.

"Haha, before I didn't have the ability, I was usually in the extreme group for this kind of weight, and I only dared to go on it when I was sprinting, but now, it's very easy to do it..."

Xiong Tao walked over with a smile on his face, looked at Zhang Fan with a hint of provocation, and said, "Brother, do you want to try?",

He led to this point, in addition to the idea of ​​testing Zhang Fan's strength, he also had some ideas of suppressing Zhang Fan's momentum.

270 kilograms, which is close to 2.5 times his own body weight, but Zhang Fan weighs only [-] to [-] kilograms in Xiong Tao's view. Before the end of the world, he would not even look at a weak chicken like this.

When he thought about it, even if Zhang Fan weighed 70 kilograms, he would still be a bit reluctant to face a 270-kg barbell. Converted to a weight ratio of 3.8 times, in a peaceful age, he would be an inhuman existence.

You know, in peaceful times, Eddie Hall, known as the strongest man in history, pulled planes and trains in various ways. The most extreme time, with a weight of 180 kg, he pulled up a barbell weighing more than half a ton, and burst into a coma on the spot. This is only 2.9 times the self-weight ratio.

In Xiong Tao's view, even if Zhang Fan has supernatural powers, the increase in strength will not be much, and it is far from possible to reach the level of 3.8 times the weight ratio.

Zhang Fan nodded, also a little curious about this thing.

According to Xiong Tao, ordinary people without special training can deadlift between 1.5 and 2 times their own weight.

Zhang Fan doesn't really remember the exact value of his current weight, but probably only remembers a range, which is in the range of 65-75 kg, and 65 is still the weight of the physical examination during the college entrance examination. He never weighed himself again, but he can feel that he is heavier .

Standing in front of the very heavy barbell, Zhang Fan was also a little apprehensive, wondering if he could lift the iron lump after the two-times extra basic quality improvement of the barbarian king's passive.

Following Xiong Tao's previous movements, Zhang Fan slowly squatted down, grasped the barbell with both hands, and tried to lift it hard.

What surprised Zhang Fan was that the barbell in his hand was lighter than expected, and he stood up very easily holding the barbell without using all his strength.

Just from his relaxed and freehand posture, it can be seen that he is more relaxed than Xiong Tao before.

At least, he didn't make a "wow" like Xiong Tao held his breath for a minute and was still mentioning it.

(End of this chapter)