"A hundred kilograms of sandbags is not light." Gu Chengyuan nodded, glanced at everyone, and said: "Everyone has one, one by one, punch the sandbags, and show me your true skills! Let me
Let me also take a look at the results of your training during this period!"
"Yang Song, you come first."
"Yes!" Yang Song agreed and strode out.
Yang Song walked to the sandbag, turned his head and glanced at Lin Fan, then clenched his right fist and stretched his right arm backwards. The veins on his arm were bulging and his biceps were bulging. He looked full of explosive power.
He tilted his body slightly to the side, roared, and used all his strength. His fists as big as sandbags were like cannonballs, causing a roar and slamming into the sandbags hanging on the iron frame.
"good!"
Many special operations team members' eyes lit up and they secretly praised in their hearts.
As the deputy captain and coach of the Feilong Special Forces, Yang Song is absolutely top-notch in strength. His punch is very powerful, both in terms of strength and angle. If an ordinary person is hit by this punch, he will lose half of his life.
Life.
Gu Chengyuan also nodded with a smile. He was an ancient warrior himself and had a better vision. Even from his perspective, Yang Song's punch was remarkable.
The soldiers under his command perform well, which also makes him look good.
Lin Fan, on the other hand, had a face as cold as water throughout the whole process, unable to understand what was in his heart.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
The entire sandbag shook violently, making a "squeaking" sound as it rubbed against the iron frame, and the sandbag swung back.
It finally settled at around 140 degrees.
Gu Chengyuan's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands in praise, and said, "Not bad, not bad, it's about 140 degrees. It seems like you've made a lot of progress recently."
"Hehe." Yang Song giggled twice and looked at Lin Fan with a stern look.
Lin Fan nodded slightly: "Passed."
In fact, when Lin Fan asked the special forces team members to hit the sandbags, he did not simply see how strong their punches were, but also used their full-strength punching movements to fully detect their physiques. After all, punching is not just about punching.
It's a matter of fists and arms, but it applies to the coordination of every part of the body.
Obviously, Lin Fan was quite satisfied with Yang Song's performance.
"Yes!" Yang Song clenched his fist heavily, his joy clearly revealed, and then he moved away from the sandbag and walked to the other side.
The special operations team members first glanced at Yang Song with envy, and then their eyes burst out with fighting spirit.
If the deputy captain can do it, so can we!
"Heroes, come out!"
Gu Chengyuan continued to call names.
"yes!"
The hero shouted in response and walked out of the team. First he nodded to Lin Fan, then walked to the sandbag and punched the sandbag with the same strength. He hit a score of nearly 120 degrees, which was also quite good.
Already.
The hero also passed Lin Fan's assessment and gave up his position with a smile.
Next, the members of the Feilong Special Team hit the sandbags one after another, and the results soon came out.
From the perspective of hitting the sandbag alone, Yang Song is undoubtedly the best, with more than 140 times, winning the game. Hero, the captain of the three teams, Dahai and Gangzi have the same results.
They are all around 120 degrees. In addition, Team A's Abao also has a score close to 120 degrees. Although the scores of other team members are not as good as them, they are all over 90 degrees, and the worst one is
It's almost a hundred degrees.
All thirty-four members of the Flying Dragon Special Forces passed Lin Fan's assessment.
Seeing this result, not only Gu Chengyuan couldn't hide the smile on his face, but even Lin Fan secretly admired it in his heart.
Originally, according to Lin Fan's estimate, there should be three to five people who failed to meet the standard, because when he came last time, he found that a few team members were in slightly worse shape, probably because they were outstanding in shooting or explosive disposal, etc., but
Unexpectedly, they all met the standard.
It seems that they have really worked hard to train in the past ten days.
"Yes, everyone has passed the assessment." Lin Fan said with a smile.
"Roar!" The special operations team members roared excitedly, and their faces turned red with excitement.
Gu Chengyuan raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said: "That's right, boys, you are all good, and you have not disgraced our Feilong Special Team!"
The special operations team members calmed down, and Abao suddenly shouted: "Instructor, show us your skills too!"
"That's right, the instructor showed off his skills!"
"Come on, come on!"
"..."
Abao raised his head, and everyone clapped their hands vigorously and started to cheer. They all knew that Lin Fan was powerful, so they also wanted to admire the strong man's demeanor.
"That's all, what are you making fun of!" Gu Chengyuan scolded him with a straight face, then turned to look at Lin Fan and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, it seems you can't be justified in not showing your hands."
"Ha ha……"
Everyone laughed.
Lin Fan felt helpless, spread his hands and said, "Okay, then I'll give him a beating."
After saying that, Lin Fan walked to a position two or three meters in front of the sandbag. Everyone held their breath and focused their eyes on Lin Fan, wanting to see how far Lin Fan could do it.
"Whoosh!"
Lin Fan's figure seemed to shake for a moment, and then, a shadow was left on the spot. The real body had already rushed to the sandbag, as fast as lightning. The special forces team members didn't even see Lin Fan's punching action clearly.
There was an explosion at the sandbag.
"Snapped!"
Everyone's eyes blurred, and everyone's eyes widened.
I saw that the sandbag was exploded directly!
It exploded into pieces, just like a balloon that was filled with air and was crushed.
The iron sand flowed out in a "swishing" sound, and the sandbag swayed for a few times before completely deflating.
Lin Fan closed his fist and stood next to the sandbag.
"Is this... beating... beating?"
"Wow, this is so awesome!"
"The instructor is so powerful and domineering!"
"..."
Everyone was stunned and looked at all this in disbelief. They knew that Lin Fan was powerful, but they didn't expect to be so powerful.
Originally, the special forces team members had high expectations for Lin Fan's performance, thinking that he should be able to make a 360-degree spin on the sandbag, but they never expected that he would be blown up by a punch!
The 100 kilogram sandbag is sewn from very strong white canvas and sacks. It is also a new sandbag that has just been put into storage not long ago. The quality is definitely excellent. Generally speaking, there will be no problems at all after using it for several years.
.
How powerful does one have to be to be able to pack a sandbag with one punch?
Gu Chengyuan smiled and shook his head, jokingly saying: "Brother Lin, my training equipment has just been replaced with a new batch, and it has been scrapped..."
Lin Fan also smiled and remained noncommittal.
Gu Chengyuan did not continue talking about this matter, but said seriously: "Brother Lin, since they have passed the examination, can they practice the third-turn body refining technique?"
Hearing this, the special forces members also stopped laughing, their spirits were shaken, and they looked over eagerly.