Final priesthood.

Chapter 26 Six Paragraphs
Three men and one woman, Lu Yuan passed the four of them.

He walked over to the boxing machine.

The whole boxing machine is not much different from the boxing stakes used for training, but it is much larger and more solid.

A display screen is installed behind the machine, and a number is displayed on the screen - 122.23kg.

I don't know if the group of men and women in front forgot to remove it, or left it on purpose.

"One-stage boxing strength standard: 60kg
Two-stage boxing strength standard: 80kg
Three-stage boxing strength standard: 100kg
Four-stage boxing strength standard: 120kg
"

Next to the boxing machine, there is a standard table of boxing strength corresponding to the martial arts rank.

It was the same as what Lu Yuan had found online, except that the word "amateur" was removed from the front.

It is estimated that it is to look good, and it can also serve as a disguised incentive.

"One hundred, one hundred should not be difficult."

One hundred kilograms of punching strength is the minimum standard for passing the official disciple assessment of Yuan Wuguan.

This is also the basic goal that Lu Yuan set for himself.

Take a stand in front of the boxing machine.

Lu Yuan's gaze gradually became sharper as he stared at the position of the force groove in the center of the boxing machine.

Take a deep breath.

Following the most suitable movements in basic boxing techniques, Lu Yuan punched out hard.

"boom!"

The boxing machine made a muffled sound and remained motionless. Its overall composition has a strong shock absorption and sound absorption effect.

Lu Yuan looked up to see the rapidly beating numbers on the display screen behind the machine.

When the word 1 at the beginning jumped out, his heart was completely relaxed.

It must be over [-].

Soon the complete figure jumped out - 173.56kg!

More than 170 kilograms!

Lu Yuan's heart was slightly shaken, but he soon calmed down again.

An unexpected but reasonable number.

After all, his strength attribute is a full two points higher than the average person, and his bench press easily exceeds 130 kg.

Lu Yuan thought for a while, and then tried to punch twice.

The result was 168.33kg once and 162.76kg once.

Lower every time.

Sure enough, the first punch was in the best shape.

"I just trained for more than an hour before the test, and my physical exertion was a lot.

Injuries to the ribs and back also had some impact.

If it is in a perfect state, it is estimated that it can be stabilized at [-]."

The standard boxing strength of an amateur martial arts sixth-dan is 170 kg!
That is to say, he has reached the level of sixth stage now?

Even if it's the fist strength value that he punched with his own hands, Lu Yuan still feels a little unbelievable when the facts are in front of him.

"Go back and look up the specific assessment criteria for amateur six-dan, as well as benefits."

"Now, let's pass the formal disciple assessment first!"

After a brief excitement, Lu Yuan calmed down.

Without wasting any time, after clearing the values ​​on the boxing machine, he quickly walked out of the training room.

At this time, there was still more than half an hour before the martial arts gym staff got off work at [-] noon, so he had to hurry up and get things done.

"Next week, I will go to Wushu Association to get the certificate of the [-]th Duan.

When I see that guy surnamed Lei again, I'll just throw the certificate in his face and see if he dares to be crazy in front of me in the future! "

"Mingyu is awesome! The one whose surname is Lei probably doesn't even have a second-degree certificate. Your four-stage certificate is enough to make him kneel down and call him dad."

"The dynamometer of the Wuguan is different from the dynamometer of the Martial Arts Association, and the measured results may be biased.

To be on the safe side, you should practice more and try to pass it once.

You have to wait a few days to sign up. "

"Don't worry, can I not think of this?"

The short-haired young man who seemed in a good mood just after measuring his punching strength smiled and replied casually: "I will focus on strengthening the three strength training in the past few days, and the punching strength can probably increase a little bit.

At that time, as long as the performance is stable, the numerical deviation will not affect me. "

With that said, the short-haired young man walked to the bench press, and lay down on the whole body.

Grasp the barbell on the rack with both hands and start pushing hard.
The barbell on the rack didn't move at all.

"Ok?"

The short-haired young man froze for a moment, got up and checked the weight of the barbell, and quickly shouted: "Who added it to one hundred and three for me?"

They were the only ones in the training room this morning.

He adjusted the bench press to eighty before, but now it has become one hundred and thirty.

The companions spread their hands and shook their heads, all innocently expressing that they did not do it.

"I have to retune"

The short-haired youth frowned dissatisfied.

But this is not a big deal, and it will pass after a few words.

But at this time, the girl among them said, "It must be the one who came in when we were playing the boxing machine.

I just watched him practice here for a long time."

"That student?"

The short-haired young man thought about it and found that he did have an impression.

A tall, thin student boy, wearing the martial arts uniform of a junior student, with a pretty face.

"Correct."

The girl pointed to the position of the boxing machine, and said with affirmative tone: "I will see us later, so he ran to play on the boxing machine."

"That's probably him."

The short-haired young man nodded, said nothing more, and started to adjust the weight.

He took off the redundant barbell plates from the rack one by one, and muttered while unloading: "There is something wrong, it is so heavy. Can you push it?"

Wait, that doesn't seem right!
The short-haired young man suddenly stopped his movements, fixedly stared at the barbell in his hand, and thought of a possibility in his mind.

"How is it possible? Impossible"

This speculation was immediately rejected by him as soon as it came up.

He continued to unload the barbell, but he seemed a little absent-minded, his eyes flickering as if he had been thinking about something.

After the last piece of barbell was removed, the short-haired youth lay down on the bench press rack again.

After trying to push the [-]kg weight twice, the short-haired young man stopped suddenly and stood up from the shelf with a swish.

"I'm really crazy, how is this possible?!"

Saying so, the man quickly walked towards the boxing machine.

"Mingyu, what are you doing? Are you still taking a test?"

His companion shouted at him, but the short-haired young man turned a deaf ear.

He quickly walked to the boxing machine, glanced at the display screen, and was not surprised to see the zero reset screen.

Just reached out and tapped the screen a few times quickly.

"View.Historical data"

When several numerical values ​​finally popped up in front of the short-haired young man.

The short-haired young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body shook violently, as if someone had punched him in the face.

He stared blankly at the data on it without blinking.

half an hour.

Then a swear word slowly burst out from his mouth.

"Fuck me!"

"After filling out the application form, go to your instructor to sign it, and after returning it to us, we will arrange an assessment for you within a week."

At the front desk of the martial arts hall, the same girl who led the way for Lu Yuan was patiently explaining to him the process of applying for a formal apprenticeship assessment.

Lu Yuan filled out half of the form, and he couldn't help but stop the pen in his hand immediately when he heard this.

As if doubting whether he heard correctly.

"Have to find the coach to sign? Have to wait another week?"

"Yes."

The girl nodded and explained: "The process is like this. Before the assessment, you must first get the approval of the coach. The coach thinks that you have the strength to participate in the assessment before you can apply.

And it’s impossible for this assessment to be held just for you alone, it’s a batch every week, and it’s arranged by the martial arts hall.”

"Ok."

Lu Yuan was a little discouraged immediately, the enthusiasm that had been ignited in his heart just after measuring the strength of his punches seemed to be drowned out by a basin of cold water.

Fortunately, he originally thought that he could get everything done in one day today.

Didn't expect to have to wait another week.

OK, just a week.

Lu Yuan finished filling out the application form in his hand, and after confirming that it was correct, the girl in charge of reception reminded him kindly.

"It's still a little time before you get off work at noon, so hurry up and find your coach to sign.

Hurry up and hand in the form before get off work, so you don't have to run again in the afternoon. "

(End of this chapter)