Second update!

"What a monster, it's over 350. If you let me practice for another ten years, I won't have such heavy leg strength!"

"Yes, if this kick goes on, I'll probably be in my head!"

"Big stars are so versatile, even sports are so outstanding! If you don't be a star, being an athlete is at least a national level, right?"

...

Everyone was talking again.

Wei Huandong pressed his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet: "Don't be excited for now. I think Mr. Ye must be at least 400 kilograms, right?"

"I haven't tested it, but it's definitely not as strong as a big star!"

Everyone sighed and looked at Ye Chenfeng with disdain, hoping that Ye Chenfeng would be so ugly that he would be severely abused by Wei Huandong!

"Okay, Mr. Ye, I'll demonstrate it to you first!"

Wei Huandong came to the front of the strike force measuring device, shook his head, jumped casually a few times, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, Wei Huandong's pupils condensed into two needles, and suddenly burst into pieces, with a divine light in his eyes.

The long legs like iron rods suddenly blasted out and thrust hard on the strike force measuring device!

"Bang"!

A dull sound like thunder buzzed in everyone's ears, and the power measuring device swayed violently, bringing up a burst of dust.

“400 kg!”

The 400 kilogram numbers on the monitor are brilliant and dazzling.

"Ga!"

Everyone was stunned on the spot, and Wei Huandong just had 400 kilograms in one leg!

Pervert, absolutely perverted level one!

He picked up Bai Shengsheng's towel and wiped his slightly sweaty hands. Wei Huandong smiled with satisfaction and said, "I am in a very extraordinary state today. I didn't expect that I could kick out 400 kilograms!"

"Is this a big star a divine power?" someone flattered.

Wei Huandong smiled slightly: "The divine power is all born, I'm just offering ugly things!"

"The big star is too modest!"

Wei Huandong looked at Ye Chenfeng and Chu Qingfei with a smile: "I was just throwing bricks and jade, but the real protagonist is here!"

Concubine Chu Qing's cheeks were fainted with a layer of red glow, and her eyes flashed at Ye Chenfeng, as if she was looking forward to his wonderful performance.

Ye Chenfeng grabbed his hair, looked at the dynamometer, and said in confusion: "Is this thing of quality good?"

What does he mean? Can one kick break the dynamometer?

Everyone looked at Ye Chenfeng with a fool-like look. This guy quickly apologized to Wei Huandong and was done. He insisted on beating his head and looked like he could smoke the strike force measuring device.

"Hmph, I advise you to admit defeat. Even if you can kick 200 kilograms like this, you can burn high incense, and you can get 400 kilograms!" Wei Huandong's follower said sarcastically.

"That's right, go down quickly. You dare to compete with a male god with a stinky penis like you?"

...

A group of people followed suit and showed a one-sided situation.

"Come on Chen Feng!" Only Concubine Chu Qing encouraged Ye Chen Feng, her charming eyes flashing with bright colors, as if she had known the result of the game long ago.

Ye Chenfeng walked around the dynamometer for a few times, his eyes were sleepy and yawning, as if he had not woken up.

"Hey, are you going to fight?"

"Don't waste everyone's time, okay?"

"boom!"

But before the man finished speaking, a loud banging sound was overwhelming, as if he was about to tear apart a person's eardrums.

"Didi..."

The next moment, the alarm sounded loudly, filling the entire fitness hall.

"Smoke out?" someone suddenly said in a trembling voice.

Everyone looked up, that's not it!

While the strike force measuring device swung violently back and forth, wisps of choking white smoke rose up and gradually spread throughout every corner.

"This, this is impossible! It must be my dazzled!" Wei Huandong's entourage refused to admit it.

"Damn it, I kicked the dynamometer and smoked. Is this still a human being?" someone exclaimed, his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg into it.

"I'm so drunk. I kicked the dynamometer out of the blow, it's pervert!" someone exclaimed with a cover of his face.

...

Everyone's expressions were wonderful, and there were many discussions.

The comments were like sharp blades, and the so-called sense of superiority was cut into Wei Huandong's heart at this moment, and even his dignity was trampled on.

Wei Huandong: “…”

What kind of pervert did he encounter? He hit the power measuring device with a casual punch? This combat power is probably comparable to that of boxing champion Tyson? Wei Huandong's face was gloomy and he thought.

"Are you okay?" Concubine Chu Qing asked, holding a purple towel and wiping the sweat from Ye Chenfeng's forehead.

"It's okay! It's the same as dancing square dance! It's not very satisfying!"

The smile on Wei Huandong's face had long been frozen, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

"Don't be sad, big stars, don't think about it. How could my calves beat the dynamometer to smoke? It must be that the dynamometer was originally the last of its strength. In addition, the tynamometer's 400 kilograms of punch was already dying. I just picked up a bargain!" Ye Chenfeng explained with a faint smile.

"Oh, so that's it! This guy is so lucky, but the young master is still amazing!" Wei Huandong's follower said immediately. He had finally got a step down.

Everyone nodded relievedly. Wei Huandong's female fans continued to take photos of Wei Huandong, and even took photos of the smoky dynamometer.

But Wei Huandong was ashamed and could not be happy at all.

In his heart, the way Ye Chenfeng gave him was the charity of the strong to the weak, which was an insult to him. It was too embarrassing to be defeated twice in front of the woman he liked!

"Hey, it's just like dancing a square dance, and it's not fun! It's not satisfying at all!"

While talking, Ye Chenfeng staggered to the hanging sandbag.

Suddenly, he stomped his feet on the ground, his body suddenly rose up, rotated ninety degrees to the right, raised his left leg like lightning, and kicked it hard through an arc, and a perfect and impeccable round kick hit the sandbag!

"boom!"

The roaring sound immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Wow..."

The next second, the sandbag was broken, and the sand inside poured out like a flood after the dam was opened, scattered all over the ground.

The scene was silent and everyone was stunned!

It took a long time before someone came to his senses, and everyone looked at Ye Chenfeng with monster-like eyes.

Damn, this is a special cowhide sandbag!

I have tested that cowhide sandbags can withstand more than 800 kilograms of force! Isn’t it said that Ye Chenfeng…

No one dares to think about it anymore. If this kick is to hit someone, wouldn’t it be possible to kick it in half?

"What are you doing? What?"

Finally, a wave of big noises alarmed the executives of the gym and swept in anger.

Ye Chenfeng looked at Wei Huandong with a smile: "I have handed it to you, have you said you want compensation!"

After saying that, Ye Chenfeng pulled Chu Qing Concubine and left without looking back.
Chapter completed!