Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1164 1154. A Group of Beasts

at this time.

The door was pushed open and Qian Yong came in, dripping wet.

When I walked in and saw so many people, I was stunned for a moment and greeted them, "You're all here."

Xiao Zhao asked casually, "You guys are off work, why are you in this state?"

"Not yet. I came back first." Qian Yong waved his hand and pointed at himself. "The drainage ditch above is blocked. I was clearing it and got all over myself. I have to go wash it quickly."

After finishing speaking, he left.

Pi Luyang quickly stopped him and said, "Wait, wait, let's try the machine first."

"Brother Lu, I need to take a shower. I smell all over." Qian Yong waved his hand again.

"It won't take much effort, not even a minute." Pi Luyang invited strongly. He wanted to regain his confidence.

Qian Yong had no choice but to walk over, stand in front of the machine and take a look. He also threw a punch without wearing gloves.

The numbers on the display jumped wildly.

"241, is it too much or too little? I have to take a shower." Qian Yong said casually and ran upstairs.

Pi Luyang and others stared at Qian Yong's back with their eyes wide open.

Again and again, leaving the floor with a drooping jaw.

Just throw it away, don't pick it up.

Pi Luyang slowly looked towards Luo Shaoan.

Luo Shaoan smiled awkwardly. Qian Yong didn't use any force techniques just now. He just swung his arm and punched straight.

Oh, just laugh it off.

You can't always tell the truth.

As a result... Xiao Zhao uttered two words: "rookie."

Pi Luyang and the others instantly shut themselves off, and she told the truth...
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And wait until the kids from Qingyin Agriculture get off work.

Pi Luyang and the others have become even more introverted.

When the little kids came back and saw how lively the house was and the new toys, they all came over.

You push me and I shove you to play with it all.

"Boom!" 219 kilograms.

"Boom!" 271 kilograms.

"Boom!" 255 kilograms.

"Boom!" 293 kilograms.

……

None of them cost less than two hundred.

The worst one, Qian Xiaoqi, was laughed at by these little kids.

After a bang, Pi Luyang and his gang glared at them. After another bang, they glared at them again.

This, this, this...a bunch of beasts.

It makes the guys in the office look even weaker.

And when they boxed, they didn't wear gloves.

"Don't your hands hurt?" Xiao Zhao asked the question for them.

Luo Zitong, who had just finished testing his punching power and punched 275 kilograms, raised his hand and shook his fingers, revealing his thick fingers and calluses. He shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt. It's wrapped in sponge. How can it hurt?"

Pi Luyang: ...

Liu Hanpeng: …

They looked at each other, pointed at each other and said in unison, "Weakling!"

Oh, I learned how to answer quickly.

The first group of kids went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes after trying out the new things.

There was a heavyweight in the second wave.

Luo Qingcai walked in staggeringly.

That big guy, with his thick arms and legs, except for his short stature, is a devilish muscle man who grows sideways.

"Cai Wa, come here, come over here and let's see how strong your fist is."

When Xiao Zhao saw Luo Qingcai's eyes light up, he was eager to watch the fun and greeted him.

Luo Qingcai smiled innocently, ran over and greeted her warmly, "Sister Zhao, what's the matter?" They had been colleagues for several years and were very familiar with each other.

Xiao Zhao is also their teacher, and the composition topics he assigns make these little kids extremely excited.

Luo Qingcai, in particular, is most afraid of writing essays, English, math problems, physics, chemistry and biology.

When writing an essay, I use up an average of two ballpoint pens for every hundred words, and all of them are bitten to pieces.

You must treat Teacher Xiao Zhao well.

Xiao Zhao pointed at the punch strength tester on the wall and said, "Focus on this and punch with all your strength."

Luo Qingcai read the instructions on the side and realized that this was a machine for testing punching strength.

Just hammer the target in the middle, and the display screen above will automatically calculate the punching force data.

This one is simple.

Luo Qingcai took a deep breath, took a half step forward with his left foot bent, straightened his back leg, raised his right arm to shoulder height, twisted his body, and pulled his fist back.

"Hey!" He swung it out suddenly.

A swing of the arm and a punch smashed the target with a loud bang.

The numbers on the display screen spun wildly and finally stopped at [357].

"357 kilograms!!!" Pi Luyang and the others' eyes widened again, their mouths opened wide, and they had no intention of closing them.

"Luo Qingcai is the real beast!"

"One punch can kill a cow..."

Luo Qingcai shook his head, "It's impossible to kill it. The bones of the cow are very hard."

Pi Luyang and the others rolled their eyes and said, "It's just a description. Do you understand? It's a rhetoric. I'm not really asking you to beat the cow."

"It's true that I can't kill it." Xiao Zhao, holding his phone, added, "The compressive strength of a cow's skull is about 120-150 MPa. Human bones are not hard enough. The cow's head is not broken, but the human bones are broken first. Even if you don't consider the physiological structure, it takes 800 kg of impact force to kill a cow."

Pi Luyang and the others continued to roll their eyes and asked, "Do you want me to check this?"

Even if Luo Qingcai can't kill Niu, aren't they still losers?
Woo woo woo~~~——
In fact, Pi Luyang and the others are already very good.

The punching strength of an average adult male without training is generally between 50 and 100 kilograms.

But this ordinary person does not include office workers who sit for long periods of time.

Experiments have shown that sitting for 14 days can cause muscle loss equivalent to the normal loss in 10 years.

The cattle and horses had been sitting for more than fourteen days; their muscles had atrophied to an unknown degree.

It’s good if your punching strength can reach 50 kilograms.

Although Pi Luyang and his gang are also like cows and horses that sit for a long time without exercise, they eat spiritual vegetables and chew spiritual pigs all day long, and can still maintain the level of ordinary people. They are much better than the cows and horses outside and are strong cows and horses.

Pi Luyang and Xiao Zhao arrived the earliest, so the effect is the best.

The reason why Xiao Zhao is stronger than Pi Luyang is because he is thick-skinned.

Those who are thick-skinned get extra meals and steal the boss's tea all day long, which they eat and drink as well.

In addition, Xiao Zhao was young. He was only a junior in college when he came for internship and had just turned 20 years old.

When Pi Luyang came here, he was already 23 years old and was already a veteran.

Even though there is only a three-year age difference, the difference is huge.

Young people have good metabolism and absorption.

The little kids were even younger when they came, all about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The puberty from 11 to 19 years old has not yet passed. It is the time when metabolism is most active. The little boys are eating me up. As long as the nutrition can keep up, I will grow taller and build muscles.

What's more, the kids here do heavy physical labor every day and are full of energy, so they never have a moment to rest. It's like training every day. The more they work, the more they eat. Everyone has a big belly and they digest whatever they eat.

How can you not be strong?

Therefore, every punch he throws, even without exerting force, weighs over 200 kilograms.

Playing with Pi Luyang and the others is like playing with chicks.

A group of "cattle"...

Well, Luo Shaoan’s punching strength is less than 200.

Although he arrived the earliest and ate the most spiritual vegetables, he has now basically become an office slave, and all his nutrition has gone into his brain. He can do math problems with limit calculations.

As for Luo Qingcai... I can only say that people’s talents vary.
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While everyone was still lamenting Luo Qingcai.

The real gifted monster is coming...

(End of this chapter)