Author: Passer-by from the South China Sea

As soon as these words came out, other students in Class 3 looked over.

They also heard the sound of crackling bones just now.

Jiang Fan was startled and looked at them with some confusion: "No, I just moved my bones. How could you have thought that Li Hao crushed my hand?"

Li Hao instantly exclaimed: "No, you have practiced all afternoon today, and your bones are not loose enough. You still have to move. Your hands are not sore, and your bones are not sore? You still have strength?"

The other colleges in Class 3 also looked at Jiang Fan as if they wanted to see a pervert.

Jiang Fan smiled and stood up, "Maybe Li Hao squeezed it better. My strength has basically recovered now. No need to relax me anymore!"

Li Hao was obviously startled, "Are my skills so good?"

"If you don't believe it, just look at it!"

As Jiang Fan said this, he lay down directly and quickly did a dozen push-ups in one go.

There was no pause for breath.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

Subconsciously, he looked towards Li Hao and said, "Old Li, your technique is good! Quick, press it for me too!"

"I want it too, I want it too! I'm so sore!"

Students from the third class gathered around.

It made Li Hao really think that his craftsmanship was so good.

Jiang Fan got rid of their entanglement and walked out.

He wanted to try out what it would be like to double his arm strength.

He went directly to the equipment field outside the playground and prepared to practice pull-ups on the horizontal bar.

Before, he could pull thirty-five in one go without swinging his waist, but simply using his arm strength.

Jiang Fan moved his arms a little, then jumped up and grabbed the horizontal bar.

At this time, Su He and Zhao Dong also came back from a meeting. Before they entered the dormitory, they saw Jiang Fan on the playground.

"Isn't that Jiang Fan? This kid is not relaxing his arms in the dormitory, why is he running to pull the horizontal bar?" Su He frowned slightly.

"I do not know."

Zhao Dong also looked puzzled, "No, he has been practicing all afternoon. Aren't his hands sore? He still has the strength to pull the horizontal bar!"

When they were surprised, Jiang Fan was already pulling up from below.

one……

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two……

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ten...

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Fifteen...

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Twenty-five…

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thirty-seven……

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Seeing this, Su He and Zhao Dong were not calm anymore.

They had trained three classes of students to do this number of pull-ups before.

If he could pull up directly with his arms without relying on his waist strength, Jiang Fan would be able to pull up thirty-five.

As for the other students in Class Three, the maximum number is fifteen.

There are only about twenty of them squad leaders.

Jiang Fan's thirty-five is already the best record in the entire squadron, including the squad leader.

But now, Jiang Fan has surpassed his previous record.

Moreover, it is still rising!

"How come this guy's arm strength suddenly became so strong?"

Su He exclaimed.

"Look, it's fifty-eight!" Zhao Dong shouted.

Upon hearing their surprised voices, the students in Class Three also ran out of the dormitory.

Then I saw Su He and the two looking at Jiang Fan on the equipment field.

"Lao Jiang? Why did he run to pull the horizontal bar?"

Everyone looked surprised.

At this time, Zhao Dong was also counting for Jiang Fan.

"64,65..."

"What? You've pulled over sixty people?"

"No, isn't Lao Jiang's record only thirty-five? After practicing for an entire afternoon, not only has it not declined, but it has broken through again?"

"Li Hao, isn't this another one of your tricks that can make people's arm strength skyrocket?"

Everyone shouted in shock.

Lin Tao curled his lips and said, "His technique is terrible. He pressed me a few times just now and almost squeezed my muscles to pieces."

"I'm going! Seventy-five! Is Lao Jiang going to break the school record?"

Everyone was shocked.

If you rely on waist strength and arm strength together, you can pull more than 700 to 8100 times, which is not very difficult.

There are even people in the school who can do more than 200.

However, if you rely solely on arm strength, let alone seventy or eighty, just thirty. More than 90% of the people in the school cannot do it!

While they were surprised, Jiang Fan finally couldn't hold on anymore. When pulling 82, his hands could no longer exert any strength and fell off.

"Oh my God! Eighty-two!"

Everyone looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.

"Go over and have a look!"

Su He took the lead and ran over.

Zhao Dong and others followed closely.

"Lao Jiang! You made eighty-two?"

Before he could reach him, Li Hao's voice came over.

Jiang Fan was startled and smiled bitterly: "Why are you here?"

"No, it's only been a few days. Why have you made so many breakthroughs?" Lin Tao and others looked surprised.

"Eighty-two, are you sure you didn't use your waist strength just now?"

"Nonsense, it's useless, weren't we all watching just now?"

Jiang Fan said: "To be exact, there are eighty-one. Didn't the last one not be pulled up?"

"How did you break through so quickly?" Su He asked.

Jiang Fan spread his hands and said: "I don't know, I'm almost relaxed. I thought I still had time, so I went out to practice, but I didn't expect that I broke through all of a sudden."

Everyone: "..."

Do you think pushing your limits is as easy as eating?

I broke through in no time!

What about you?

Before they could continue asking, Jiang Fan asked Su He, "Squad leader, is there any equipment for training arm strength in our squadron?"

Li Hao immediately shouted: "No, you can pull eighty-one, are you still not satisfied? Your arm strength can kill someone with one punch!"

Jiang Fan said: "It still feels not enough. You have also experienced it today. How long the gun can last depends largely on the strength of our arms."

"I only reached five minutes today, which is still far from my one-hour goal!"
To be continued...