But every time he measured, Lao Ba’s score was just a top scorer, with a score of more than 600, but today Lao Ba’s punched him to 925, which was a shocking number.

It should be noted that the nine hundred and fifty-two fingers are not kilograms, but kilograms, that is, kilograms. Most special forces players in the field have a punch of only more than 300, the fewer than 200, the more than 400, and only the old one has a punch of over 500.

Everyone thought that Laozuo's fist power was just like this, but they didn't know that Laozuo suddenly exploded this time, and one punch hit a pound of punch. What you need to know is that the upper limit of this measuring instrument is just a blow.

"It's your turn!"

The old guy shook his arms, rubbed his red fists, and rushed towards Xue Xiangdao with pride.

"What's more than that? Don't go too far with old man!"

When the crowd was in a middle of the crowd, someone shouted, even though he was scolding Lao Mu, he seemed to want Xue Xiang to look good.

These soldiers are the most respectful to the strong and contemptuous of the weak. Previously, Gu Changdao and Kang Tong had already blown Xue Laosan into the sky. Everyone was suspicious of not believing it, and they wanted to try the character of Comrade Xue.

Now, Lao Duo punched Jin Dun's non-human power. Even if Comrade Xue's national skills are amazing, he will definitely lose with his strength!

Unexpectedly, when he shouted Fang Luo, Xue Laosan stepped forward, stretched out his white and plump palm, and placed it on the iron plate that had been sunk by the old block.

Everyone didn't understand what Xue Xiang was going to do in this action. Suddenly, the numbers on the dial in the middle of the instrument began to jump rapidly.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred…one thousand!

The data jumped to one thousand, the highest measurement value of the instrument!!!

"This. This instrument was beaten by an old piece, right?"

Someone shouted in the crowd.

Before the shouting came, Xue Laosan reached out and pressed it on the load-bearing plate of the second instrument. In an instant, the numbers on the dial jumped rapidly as before, and finally freeze on the one thousand numbers.

Shock, shock, or shock!

The scene in front of you has completely overturned everyone's common sense!

As we all know, the old block's punch is the result of explosive power. It is the kinetic energy accumulated during a long punch, and then converted into mechanical energy within a short distance, plus the data obtained by your own strength.

This is like a person cannot move a big tree weighing thousands of pounds, but can step up and make the big tree tremble.

But how did Comrade Xue do it? He didn't swing his fist at all, but directly covered his palm, so that the instrument reached the upper limit. This is pure physical strength, and what is even more unimaginable is that looking at Comrade Xue's appearance as if he was light. I'm afraid that he didn't use all his strength at all. It's so weak. This person's physical strength is no longer terrible, but like a demon.

"Good skills, today I have opened my eyes. I have heard from my master that since Sun Lutang, there has been no more master of national arts in China. I am lucky to see you today. If you don't try the depth, I will regret it for the rest of my life. Baji Sword, Li Junlin, please give me advice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a green steel sword flashed with cold light and headed straight for Lao Xue's three-sided door.

Xue Laosan didn't dodge, and had two pairs of fierce fists, three pairs of quick legs, and eight methods from all sides were shrouded towards him.

However, there are many Chinese masters of the Sword Team. After all, the Chinese martial arts practice is the body. If the body is successful, it will be like a hand to use the fingers of all things, and then practice military skills such as guns, assassination, and lurking. It will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

All the masters of national martial arts regard the master of national martial arts as a legendary myth. At this moment, Xue Laosan showed his skills and anyone could guess the identity of the master of national martial arts.

Having said that, for warriors, the master of national arts is just opium poison. No one doesn’t want to try that realm, what are the abilities and supernatural powers?

Although everyone did not believe that when they were in the master in the past, they heard the various supernatural powers of the master's master's master's words and uttered the master's master's master's awe of the master's master from the bottom of their hearts.

Therefore, when you act at this moment, no one is too stupid to talk about martial ethics, or to act fiercely, or to attack wherever you are.

But when he saw a sword, two fists, and three legs were about to be put on at the same time, Xue Laosan did not move, and his left leg suddenly raised and suddenly fell. Suddenly, there seemed to be a strong shock in the field, and the entire hall was shaking violently.

The shock suddenly arose, and no one had any reminiscent of it. He really thought that an earthquake occurred, his sword, fist, and his feet were slightly suffocated. Xue Laosan shook his body and he took off from the encirclement.

"Good means!"

In an instant, the audience was filled with loud shouts.

But before the shouting was over, more than a dozen figures rushed towards Xue Laosan, most of whom were empty-handed and took out all kinds of long swords and short soldiers from the weapon stand on one side!

Seeing this scene, Xue Laosan knew that he would not show off his skills, and he was afraid that he would never end.

At that moment, facing the tide of attack, Xue Laosan stood still and took eight steps. Suddenly, he pulled out the Tai Chi posture and started fighting without any rushing.

Hold the bird's tail, carry the hand and whip, hold the tiger back to the mountain...

Each move and one move, the slower the fight, just like the old man and the old man in the park, soft and weak, cultivating one's own mind and self-cultivation.

But this Tai Chi, which is slowly and slowly, as if no one is comparing to others, is like a mountain sky. In front of it, no matter how strong the weapons and powerful killer moves are, they all turn into invisible.

With Xue Laosan as the center of the circle, it looks like a powerful two-way magnetic field. All the offensives were attracted by him and then returned.

By leveraging the power to control the power, it was the ultimate to Xue Laosan.

All the long swords and short soldiers attacked were broken between his hands, and all the figures close to him flew backwards, falling heavily on the wall, making a loud bang.

There are many types of people. None of the more than 30 people who were attacked one after another were standing, with swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, halberds, hooks and forks all over the ground.

After Xue Laosan finished practicing Tai Chi, he closed his hands and said, "Is there anyone else to try!"

After asking, the whole room was silent for a long time.

Shocked, yes, everyone's feeling of shock is left.

Previously, Xue Laosan pressed his strength with one hand. Although everyone was shocked, they had not yet had an unparalleled idea.

After all, national martial arts and fighting are not the most important things. Body skills, martial arts, and secret methods are all the top priority.

But after a while, after a tentative test, although hundreds of people in the field did not take all the attacks, more than 30 people attacked fiercely at the same time, and they were all knocked down without even touching the fur. Judging from this, they were just defending but not attacking, and they simply regarded the attacks of themselves and others as a joke.

You should know that all the more than 30 people who took action were good at national martial arts and the main force of the Lijian Special Forces. These fierce men pulled them out, captured important military cities, and beheaded the head of state. They were all first-class fierce men.

But there are so many fierce people, in the hands of Lao San, who are like dolls, and the gap between them is obviously beyond the imagination of many people.
Chapter completed!