Chapter 86: 【86】This feeling is like having a cheat enabled_1

“Tsk, what’s there to be proud of? Being short and light, of course he can jump high.”

“Exactly, Mr. Niu weighs more than 200 pounds and can still jump 85 centimeters. That’s what I call impressive.”

“You’re right, with a lighter weight, you definitely have an advantage in jumping…”

Those trainees all busily made excuses for Niu Zhuangzhuang.

Before Tang Feng could say anything, Xu Xinling spoke up, not having any of it, “So you think being lightweight means you can jump higher? If that’s the case, all of you go ahead and try it. Let’s see who can jump 128 centimeters?”

Challenged by her blunt retort, they all lowered their heads.

They might verbally disagree, but in their hearts, they were all intimidated by Tang Feng’s number.

128 centimeters, that’s simply not a human achievement.

And that was just a standing jump. If he took a run at it, he could definitely clear someone’s head with ease.

“Alright, the guy’s jumping skills are indeed awesome. We can’t deny it even if we want to.” Niu Zhuangzhuang spoke up at this point, not attempting to make excuses for himself.

Seeing him say this, the others didn’t say much more.

Niu Zhuangzhuang just gave Tang Feng a cursory glance and moved on to the second event of the strength test—the push-up.

As soon as the machine signaled, he immediately got down and started doing them.

Despite his huge frame, he was surprisingly fast at push-ups, managing almost two per second.

The group of trainees began counting for him.

“9.”

“21.”

“54.”

“72…”

But when he reached beyond seventy, Niu Zhuangzhuang visibly slowed down, and his white tank top was soaked with sweat.

Yet he continued to push on.

“91.”

“102.”

“123.”

“124.”

“125…”

As he pushed past 120, each rep became exceedingly tough.

Finally, after completing the 134th push-up, he collapsed onto the floor.

But this number had already amazed everyone.

The machine showed that he was doing an average of one push-up per second, which was already quite fast.

“Mr. Niu actually did 134 push-ups in one go, isn’t that too strong?”

“Mr. Niu weighs more than 200 pounds and still managed so many; truly an eye-opener.”

“Mr. Niu is the city’s boxing champion, after all; his physical fitness is certainly not something average people can match.”

“With this kind of strength, even among professional athletes, he’s really strong…”

Xu Xinling looked at the panting Niu Zhuangzhuang and then at Tang Feng, who was about to do push-ups, suddenly feeling a bit uneasy.

Although Tang Feng had strong jumping power, he probably couldn’t match Niu Zhuangzhuang in terms of strength.

And Niu Zhuangzhuang’s supporters all watched with a mindset of expecting a good show.

Tang Feng remained undistracted. Only when the machine indicated it was time to prepare did he calmly lie down on the ground.

“3, 2, 1, begin!”

As the countdown on the machine ended, he activated like a machine that had just been switched on, firing into action.

“1.”

“2.”

“3…”

His pace was incredibly fast, averaging almost three per second.

In the beginning, the crowd helped count for him, but soon they couldn’t keep up with his rhythm. Many got mixed up and eventually gave up altogether.

“This kid does them way too fast, right? Three in one second?”

“He’s just showing off. With the way he’s doing it, his energy will run out in no time.”

“Exactly, push-ups are about endurance, not about speed.”

“How many do you guys think he can do?”

“I reckon at most sixty? No more than that.”

“I bet he won’t get past fifty…”

Everyone clearly had little faith in Tang Feng’s approach. Although he might start off fast, this would also mean his energy would be depleted quickly, and it wouldn’t be long before he collapsed from exhaustion.

But they had obviously worried too much.

Tang Feng kept going for a full minute, and his pace hadn’t slowed down at all.

He was like a push-up machine without feelings.

Since no one was counting on-site, they didn’t know exactly how many he had done.

But the expressions of the crowd became more and more astonished, as if they were watching a monster.

Is this guy even human?

Perhaps Tang Feng found doing push-ups this way a bit too boring.

Later on, he simply switched to one-handed push-ups, but his speed remained unaffected.

Niu Zhuangzhuang’s head bobbed up and down with the rhythm of Tang Feng’s push-ups, which almost made him feel like his years of cervical spine issues were being cured.

Although he could do one-handed push-ups at this speed,

it would have to be when he was at the peak of his physical condition.

And after Tang Feng had already done so many push-ups, switching to one-handed yet still maintaining this speed,

it felt like he was cheating.

Could it be that he didn’t feel tired at all?

Tang Feng did one-handed push-ups for a while, and apparently finding them too easy, he upped the difficulty.

Each time he went down, he’d clap his hands twice underneath him.

This demanded very high levels of arm explosiveness and body coordination.

A single mistake and he’d be landing face-first into the dirt.

Xu Xinling was utterly dumbstruck by now.

Does this guy’s energy never run out?

After all of those push-ups, he still had it in him to perform such high-level maneuvers?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Tang Feng continued for a while longer, feeling his energy begin to wane and roughly gauging his limit, he stopped without warning.

“Huh? Why did you stop?”

Seeing him suddenly stop, Xu Xinling was somewhat surprised.

By his looks, he clearly could have continued.

Tang Feng stretched out his body and turned to her with a charming smile, “If I keep going, it will be time for lunch. Let’s call it quits.”

While the two were talking, the testing device’s screen had already displayed his push-up test score.

“Total number of push-ups this time: 427.

Average speed: 2.3 per second…”

“Hiss…”

When they saw the score, everyone present gasped in astonishment.

“Oh my god, he actually did 427? Is he even human?”

“2.3 per second? Am I seeing things?”

“That’s with all the fancy moves he did towards the end; if he’d kept it simple, it would have been at least three per second.”

“It seems he hasn’t reached his limit yet; how many more could he have done if he continued?”

“That’s definitely world record material, isn’t it? Way too exaggerated.”

“World record, maybe not—there’s a legend that a soldier from some military zone once did 2,902 in one go, now that’s really insane.”

“Whoa, 2,902? That’s like a human-shaped push-up machine…”