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Chen Jing was quite stunning and was unyielding. He kept punching. Song Siyuan could still stabilize his body at first, but soon began to retreat uncontrollably.

This won't work.

Song Siyuan's decades of experience naturally knew that if Chen Jing continued to fight like this, he would probably have no chance to take action.

Therefore, Song Siyuan gritted his teeth and gave up defense. He was punched by Chen Jing twice, and then began to counterattack.

Song Siyuan took advantage of Chen Jing's punch before he could finish it, and he also quickly punched two times in a row. The timing was very clever. Under normal circumstances, it was very difficult for him to avoid these two punches.

But Chen Jing he met was not a normal situation.

The next moment, Song Siyuan widened his eyes, because his two punches were all hitting the air, Chen Jing could move his body to avoid his attack without stopping the punch.

This kid is not a martial arts genius who has nowhere to be seen. He should be said to be a natural fighting master.

But when Chen Jing not only avoided Song Siyuan's attack, he also immediately closed his fists, ready to attack again.

"Stop!" Song Siyuan shouted immediately.

Chen Jing stopped and asked, "What's wrong, Master Song?"

Song Siyuan smiled and said, "We don't need to fight anymore. I already know your strength, Mr. Chen."

Chen Jing was amused when he heard this. The brief fight just now made him know his approximate strength.

How can I say that the appreciation of the treasure appraisal eyes is indeed not a joke. Even though he has not learned much fighting skills before, with his reaction, speed and strength, it seems that even those like Song Siyuan who have practiced martial arts for decades are not weak.

"Okay, okay, it's all gone. Don't look at it. Mr. Chen's situation is special, and you can't learn it even if you read it." Song Siyuan looked at the many disciples under the ring and waved his hand and said.

Many disciples looked at each other, but they were not fools. They realized something in their hearts. They all looked at Chen Jing in shock, with only a look of shock in their eyes.

God is too unfair. Isn’t it a bit too much to chase and feed?

Soon after.

Song Siyuan took Chen Jing to a room in the martial arts hall, where there were some instruments that tested all aspects of physical fitness.

This is what Chen Jing himself asked, and he wanted to see what level his physical fitness had reached.

Song Siyuan was also very curious about this.

First, Chen Jing tested the power of his punch.

Bang!

A huge sound rang out, and the numbers on the test instrument suddenly soared. In Song Siyuan's horrified gaze, the numbers quickly exceeded 500, and stopped at 515:3.

"My God." Song Siyuan was shocked to death.

The unit displayed by the test instrument is pounds, and 515 pounds is about 233 kilograms.

In other words, Chen Jing's punch is 233 kilograms!

What is this? The highest record of human punch power so far is the boxing champion Tyson's 260 kilograms, and Chen Jing, a person who has not received any related training, is not much worse than Tyson.

How can this prevent Song Siyuan from being shocked?

Chen Jing's expression was relatively calm. He even wanted to punch again because he felt that the punch just now did not seem to be able to use all his strength.

"Mr. Chen, are you interested in becoming a professional boxer? I can guarantee that if you only train for a while, you will definitely have the chance to win the world championship and become a boxing champion!"

Song Siyuan came back to his senses and said excitedly.

Chen Jing was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Master Song, don't joke."

"No, no, no, I'm not kidding, really, no kidding. Mr. Chen, your talent is really a waste not to become a professional boxer."

As he said that, Song Siyuan remembered something again and continued: "Mr. Chen, I think you can really consider it. If you become a professional boxer, you can make a lot of money and have fame. It is a good thing to gain both fame and fortune."

As he spoke, Song Siyuan was even imagining the bright prospect of a world champion and a boxing champion from his martial arts hall.

But then, Chen Jing's words ruthlessly shattered his beautiful imagination.

"Well, Master Song, I am not short of money and I am not very interested in becoming famous." Chen Jing shrugged and said casually.

Song Siyuan: "No, aren't you short of money?"

Then, he opened his mouth again, as if he wanted to persuade him for a few more words, but in the end he couldn't say anything again.

Because Chen Jing really didn't know how to persuade him to persuade him.

There is no shortage of money... There are really not many people in this world who can say this at will.

"Local owner Song, I'll test the others." Chen Jing said with a smile.

"Okay." Song Siyuan nodded helplessly.

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At noon.

Song Siyuan personally sent Chen Jing to the door of Longhua Martial Arts Hall, and there were many disciples following behind him. The eyes of each looking at Chen Jing were shocking.

"Then I will come here to study with you when I have time." Chen Jing stood still, turned around and said to Song Siyuan.

Song Siyuan said: "Okay, Mr. Chen can come over at any time." There was also a look of surprise on his face.

In the tests just now, except for Chen Jing's strength approaching the limit of humans, other situations such as reaction, speed, etc. are almost the same.

How can this not surprise Song Siyuan?

With Chen Jing's physical fitness, let alone becoming a boxing champion, in many sports, he can easily become one of the best in many sports events with a little training, and even try harder to win the championship.

How could God be so fond of someone?

Song Siyuan's eyes were filled with envy and jealousy when he looked at Chen Jing.

Moreover, such a person has no intention of developing into the sports industry. He only wants to learn fighting skills when he comes to Longhua Martial Arts Hall, which makes Song Siyuan feel helpless and feels that Chen Jing wasted his talent.

After chatting for a few words, Chen Jing turned around and drove away quickly.

Song Siyuan looked at the beautiful Paramela disappearing from his sight and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, it would be great if this Mr. Chen could be short of money."

If he lacks money, he might be able to persuade Chen Jing to be a professional boxer for money. But if he does not lack money, he really can't find a strong persuasion.

On this side, Chen Jing was driving the car, and his handsome face was also smiling.

He was also very satisfied with his current physical fitness. If he encountered the situation when he took the Chixiao Sword before, he would never be injured and could subdue Jodi very easily.

Moreover, Chen Jing was preparing to systematically learn practical fighting skills that could be applied in various situations during the next period.

After that, even if there are any dangerous situations in the future, Chen Jing can handle them to the greatest extent.
Chapter completed!