Zhou Lang turned on the boxing strength tester for Mo Qing, then stepped aside, preparing to record Mo Qing's boxing strength test...
At this time, everyone stopped what they were doing and quietly watched Mo Qing test his fist strength.
It has only been half a month since Mo Qing left the Black Gold Boxing Academy. Can he break through the peak of level six and become a level seven boxer in such a short period of time?
Many people are skeptical about this.
Especially Xu Junran, he paid attention to Mo Qing's news almost every day. When Mo Qing did not participate in the group competition for three consecutive days, Xu Junran thought that Mo Qing was dead.
At that time, Xu Junran even sighed a few times with pretense of regret, thinking that without a rival, life in this ordinary class would be much more boring.
But when Mo Qing appeared again and didn't lose a match in the arena, Xu Junran became more vigilant. Has Mo Qing made a breakthrough in the past few days?
If Mo Qing becomes a seventh-level boxer, it will prove that Mo Qing has the strength to challenge the virtual third level. At that time, Xu Junran's number one position may not be guaranteed.
So he cares about Mo Qing the most, even more than he cares about himself.
When Mo Qing came to test his fist strength, Xu Junran immediately opened his eyes, wanting to see if Mo Qing had already broken through.
Mo Qing stood in front of the testing machine, then took a breath quietly and threw away all the distracting thoughts in his heart.
No matter what his father's situation is, he is not qualified to participate in those things without strength. Only becoming stronger is the right way. In Mo Qing's heart, the biggest enemy is only himself.
After Tianlei training, he broke through to the seventh level. During this period of fighting in the Tianqiong Mountains, he made great progress. Mo Qing wanted to see how far he had progressed.
Can it reach mid-level seven? Not necessarily.
"ha!"
Mo Qing shouted angrily, and his fists were like two streaks of light, hitting the target like raindrops.
This time, Mo Qing did not use spiral power, but simply punched quickly!
He likes this kind of unbridled feeling of punching freely, which makes his blood boil, as if his body is about to fly!
"Boom boom boom!"
There were loud noises, accompanied by the shaking of the boxing strength testing machine, which gave everyone a feeling of palpitations.
Mo Qing's fists were too fierce, not only in terms of speed and strength, but also in an indomitable momentum.
That kind of momentum can't be developed just through exercise, but can be cultivated through countless battles and real life-and-death fights. During a battle, when the strength is similar, this kind of momentum can often determine the outcome of a battle.
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And Mo Qing already has this kind of momentum, his fists are moving so fast that the frequency is hard to see clearly!
"A seventh-level boxer! It must be a seventh-level boxer, and it's not even the early stage."
Xu Junran looked at it with a hint of confusion in his eyes. Mo Qing had indeed broken through. This level seemed to be no worse than before he broke through to level eight.
What is supposed to come will always come. It seems that the competition in the ordinary class between himself and Mo Qing will continue.
"boom!"
Mo Qing punched out for the last time, the target fell heavily, time was up!
Zhou Lang showed a hint of relief in his eyes and announced to everyone: "Mo Qing, punches at 8.8 punches per second, with a force of 785 kilograms per punch, late level seven!"
Everyone was in an uproar!
There is also a difference between the late stage and the late stage. As long as a seventh-level boxer can punch 8.7 punches per second, he is considered to be in the late stage. Once he reaches 8.9 punches, he is in the peak stage.
Mo Qing punched more than 8.8 punches per second, and the strength of each punch was close to 790 kilograms. This is the later stage of the later stage. If he improves a little more, he can reach the peak of level seven.
This level of progress can be achieved by high-intensity training. Even ten days later, Mo Qing reached the peak of level seven, and no one would be surprised.
What's really surprising is Mo Qing's performance this time.
Not even half of it was seen. Not only did he break through the bottleneck of level seven in one fell swoop, he even got close to level eight. If he continues at this rate, maybe Mo Qing will reach level nine before Xu Junran.
Genius! This is the real genius. Many people even want to come to Mo Qing immediately to ask for advice. Maybe they can learn a few tricks from this genius.
But Mo Qing's reputation makes these people a little intimidated. It's better to stay away from such a cruel and ruthless guy.
Li Duoduo covered her face with her hands and couldn't help but lament in her heart.
Mo Qing's progress is so fast that Zhou Lang has already replaced him with a seventh-level boxer's badge. It is estimated that this seventh-level badge will be replaced by an eighth-level one within a few days.
Originally, Li Duoduo didn't practice lightly during this period. He only wanted to become a real ninth-level boxer. Maybe after becoming a ninth-level boxer, his strength would surpass Mo Qing. At that time, it would be possible to escape from Mo Qing's clutches.
, but looking at the current situation, it will still take some time to get rid of Mo Qing's control.
But Mo Qing didn't seem satisfied with this result.
Lei Dian trained once and broke through the bottleneck. At that time, Mo Qing felt that he had reached the middle stage of level seven. Unexpectedly, after half a month of hard training, he was still in the late stage. He originally thought he should be at the peak of level seven.
Mo Qing glanced at the boxing strength testing machine angrily, and said to Zhou Lang: "Teacher, I have something I want to see the dean, can you help convey it?"
Zhou Lang nodded: "Okay, I'll ask first."
He picked up the beeper and contacted Meng Yan. After coming over for a while, Zhou Lang said to Mo Qing: "The dean happens to have time now. You can come over."
Mo Qing didn't say a word to anyone else in the hall, got up and left the hall, and drove the hovercar directly to Meng Yan's office.
The boxer guards outside had obviously been notified and let Mo Qing go.
Mo Qing went all the way to the top floor where Meng Yan was located, and saw Meng Yan in the large dean's office.
Meng Yan's office is very large. He sits behind a desk, and there is a huge screen behind him, but it is dark now.
Seeing Mo Qing come in, Meng Yan didn't say anything special. He just said with dignity: "Mo Qing, do you have anything to do with me?"
Facing the dean of the Boxing Academy with unfathomable strength, Mo Qing was not nervous and said to Meng Yan: "Dean, I heard that you are a collector and you have many treasures here."
Meng Yan glanced at Mo Qing, with a playful smile on his face, and leaned into the chair: "Yes, I like collecting, and I have collected a lot of things. What do you want to do?"
"I want to see what the dean has collected and if I can exchange it with the dean."
"Oh! In exchange with me? I don't accept ordinary things."
"Now that Mo Qing is here, he is prepared. I wonder if the dean thinks this kind of fruit is a good thing?"
Mo Qing turned his palm, and a purple vermilion fruit appeared in his hand.
This action showed that Mo Qing owned the boundary stone, but Meng Yan was not interested in Mo Qing possessing the boundary stone, but his eyes fell on the purple vermilion fruit.
"This is the purple vermilion fruit that can help boxers advance!"
Meng Yan's eyes shone, he knew Zi Zhu Guo. It could be said that this was something that was in short supply in the academy.
Many capable students have been stuck at the peak of level nine boxers for their entire lives. Meng Yan also felt very helpless about such things. In order to encourage students to progress, the academy spends huge sums of money to purchase several purple boxers every year.
Zhu Guo is used to reward those students who perform particularly well.
However, the number of genius treasures such as Purple Vermilion Fruit is too small. Even if Meng Yan is willing to spend money, he can't buy many. Every year, many students have to drop out of school because they can't make breakthroughs.
Although there is no shortage of geniuses in Black Gold Academy, Meng Yan also hopes that more people can break through this level, so Purple Vermilion Fruit has always been what he wants.
But after all, Meng Yan was very old and the city was very deep. He did not act too eagerly, but said to Mo Qing: "Purple vermilion fruit is a good thing, but it seems that one purple vermilion fruit cannot be exchanged for it."
Very good stuff.”
Mo Qing smiled: "Dean, I have more than one purple vermilion fruit, but at least you have to let me see if there is anything I need in your collection."
"What a good boy, you dare to question the dean because he doesn't have any good stuff. Well, I'll let you take a look. But after you have seen it, if you can't get more purple vermilion fruits to redeem, be careful about your credits."
Meng Yan threatened Mo Qing, then pressed a button with his hand, and the big screen behind him suddenly lit up.
Mo Qing's attention was immediately attracted by the big screen.
There are two sections above. The left side is for technological products, and the right side is for some special treasures.
Among the technological products on the left, the first thing that caught Mo Qing's attention was an aircraft.
Mo Qing has a hover car, but he still doesn't have an aircraft. If he wants to travel long distances, it's absolutely impossible without an aircraft.
Meng Yan's aircraft is a little different from the usual ones. Ordinary aircraft look like an airplane, either triangular or fusiform.
Meng Yan's one is oval-shaped and feels a bit like a flying saucer.
And there is an introduction below. This kind of aircraft is out-of-print and limited. There are no more than five people in the entire Yan Kingdom who own this special aircraft. Meng Yan is one of them. The maximum speed can reach 5,000 kilometers per hour!
There is also the selling price of the aircraft at that time, which was 50 million gold coins!
It was five times the price of a normal top-level aircraft. Seeing Mo Qing, he secretly smacked his tongue and turned his gaze aside.
Although the aircraft is good, it is not what Mo Qing needs most. What he is interested in is the countless energy stones on the other side and a set of silver armor! (To be continued.