I can identify everything, but the entries are crooked?

After the martial arts competition ended, the teachers made a brief summary on the spot and then asked the students to go home. Only Han Lie was left alone by the principal.

"Is it okay today?" Han Lie smiled. He and the principal were now quite familiar.

"That's great!" Old Principal Huo Kun popped out a thumb from his sandbag-sized fist, "You guys fight just like I did when I was young, with all the bells and whistles. People like us only believe in strength!"

"Haha..." Han Lie smiled noncommittally. Looking at the muscles of the principal, he must have believed in strength when he was young, but he was definitely not. He simply didn't know anything.

"Okay!" Huo Kun clapped his hands, "I think you are in good condition. Let's measure various data and see how strong your body is. How far is it?"

Hearing this, Han Lie shrugged.

"no problem!"

If an ordinary individual comes to the martial arts gym alone to use these measuring equipment, it will probably cost a lot of money without becoming a member. The school's resources are in vain.

Immediately afterwards, the principal said hello and a dedicated staff member came over and took Han Lie to a room. There was only an object that looked like a barbell in it.

The staff member smiled and explained: "Classmate Han Lie, this instrument is made from the body of the alien creature "Du Ming". Its own characteristic is that no matter how much force you give it, it will give the same reaction force, and Reflecting the corresponding deformation, we developed something similar to a barbell based on this characteristic, specifically used to measure the clean and jerk ability of warriors! "

"Oh!" Han Lie nodded frequently, thinking that there are so many strange things in this world, and he also understood why his clean and jerk ability was specifically measured, because normally to measure a warrior's strength, one should measure his striking ability.

But Han Lie is not normal.

So according to the staff's instructions, he stepped forward and lifted something similar to a barbell. It was just as the staff said. I don't know if it was his strength or the force acting on him. The weight of the barbell happened to be the huge force he could clean and jerk. How much more. One point will hurt, one point less will leave some strength.

At the same time, the precision instrument next to it showed one thousand nine hundred and eighty six kilograms.

"???" Seeing this number, the staff member's eyes widened uncontrollably. If he remembered correctly, the person in front of him should be a senior high school student. He couldn't help but ask more:

"Classmate, are you a warrior?"

Han Lie moved his wrist and said, "No, what's wrong?"

"No, it's okay!"

The staff member gave a stiff smile and did not dare to say more knowing his identity. Then he took Han Lie to test various data, including reaction, speed, endurance...etc.

About an hour later, a specific data sheet came out. The staff first showed it to Han Lie. The latter had no specific idea. He only knew that compared to his previous life, he should be classified as non-human.

Walked out with the list in hand.

Passed it to the principal who had been waiting for a long time.

Then I saw the old principal, who was obviously mentally prepared. After seeing the data on the list, his pupils shrank uncontrollably, and then he took a breath with a grin.

"Good boy..."

"One thousand nine hundred and eighty six kilograms?!"

Looking at his expression, Han Lie seemed to understand the old principal's psychological activities. The latter seemed to be asking himself: "Are you a human?"

"What's wrong? Is it very high?"

Han Lie asked this sentence, which seemed to be very Versailles, but he really didn't understand. He was too busy every day, and it would take some time to supplement these common sense of life.

"...It's more than just high!"

Huo Kun didn't hide it, but he looked at how late it was outside and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home and analyze your data for you on the way!"

"Okay!" Of course Han Lie accepted.

I got on the principal's special Land Rover. According to the latter, even cannons couldn't be knocked over. Of course, cannons are not a great means of attack in this world, they are just an appropriate metaphor.

After getting in the car,

The old principal drove with one hand and held the data sheet in the other. While checking the road conditions, he glanced at Han Lie and said, "Sometimes I really doubt that your kid is an alien creature. Do you know what the power limit of an ordinary warrior is?"

Han Lie pretended to think about it for a moment. He only knew that the weightlifting record in his previous life was 260 kilograms. The human body quality in this world has been greatly enhanced, but it should not be much higher.

"Four or five hundred?"

"Three hundred kilograms!"

The principal said: "A warrior who has tempered his bones in one go can, through scientific cultivation and arduous training, snatch and lift a weight of three hundred kilograms!"

"What about the three times?"

"Three times of bone quenching has greatly enhanced the physical foundation, but in fact the increase in strength is not as powerful as everyone imagines. Generally speaking, the strength of a genius who has been thrice tempered is about 800 kilograms!"

"That's okay!" Han Lie nodded slightly, "Eight hundred kilograms is better than three hundred kilograms. Just looking at the strength alone, I don't know how many orders of magnitude stronger it is. The gap between geniuses and ordinary people is really as big as the sky. ah!"

"?" The principal cast a look, clearly saying, are you embarrassed to say such a thing? You kid is really good at showing off.

He really wanted to turn the steering wheel and let the latter know why the flowers were so red, and said somewhat speechlessly:

"And the strength of a normal warrior starts at about 1,000 kilograms, so are you really a fucking human? You are a martial artist who has not tempered your bones three times, but your strength is already higher than that of a martial artist. Doesn't that mean that 99% of the freshmen at ordinary martial arts universities can't beat you in arm wrestling?"

"So what!"

Han Lie shrugged his shoulders and didn't take it seriously, "Do you really think I eat shit? I am a genius made of natural materials and treasures. How much money did it cost? Shouldn't I be stronger?"

"How much money did it cost?!"

The principal got even angrier when he heard this, and the accelerator made a buzzing sound, "Let me say something unpleasant, your expenses in the past half month are probably not as much as my few accelerator kicks!"

Han Lie wanted to refute.

Thinking carefully, damn it is true.

Most of the money he spent on snacks was paid by the school, and a small part was spent by himself, basically not more than two hundred yuan. The oil in the principal's car was not ordinary oil, and the price should be estimated to be not cheap.

"And your speed..."

"5.3 for 100 meters, are you a human?"

"And your endurance...Fuck, why don't you get off the car and run with it?"

"And your body recovery speed, blood recovery speed, hemoglobin production speed...Are you really a human? May I ask?"

"?" Han Lie really didn't bother to pay attention to him. The principal's words were not to question whether he was a human, but to ask if he could be a human.

"Am I a human?"

Han Lie searched a line of terms.

Rujia Baohuan, a Chinese idiom, is pronounced rú jiǎ bāo huàn, which means: If it is a fake, we will replace it for you. It is a slogan used for store promotion, which means "it must be real". It comes from the fifth chapter of "Twenty Years of Strange Situations" by Wu Jianren in the Qing Dynasty.

"............."

Huo Kun was upset because he found that even when he was young, he was not even as good as Han Lie.

He had seen countless geniuses,

but this was the first time he had seen one like this.

There are no skills, only numbers.

.............

Speaking of the latter, the old principal was too lazy to say anything. He found that every data was a blow to him. Teachers are indeed proud of teaching excellent students, but... he obviously didn't teach anything, but the students were too strong, and he also found that-

he couldn't read.

This feeling was a bit uncomfortable.

After sending Han Lie home with great difficulty, he saw a girl waiting under the street light from a distance. The girl's eyes immediately lit up when she saw Han Lie. The old principal opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

"... Forget it!"

Premature love is a taboo for martial artists, but... what if Han Lie said to him, I can also increase my blood and qi by having sex with women?

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