DRAGON DIVISION [Dragon Division]
Chapter 42: Damn it

The three female companions around the young heiress all let out voices of admiration.

The young master who threw the punch enjoyed the glory and attention. He smiled at the female instructor and did not say anything, but his eyes shone with a hint of disdain.

The cold and arrogant face of the female instructor remained indifferent.

The young master took a few steps back, and while running, he swung it violently at the target.

With a loud bang, the force measured instantly rose to 299 kg, even causing his two brothers to exclaim in excitement.

“Almost, Zhou, you almost broke the 300!” mark

This so-called Young Master Zhou felt a bit of pity as well, but these figures were enough to slap the faces of those two military clan youths. He even looked towards the female instructor again and said, “I'm quite disappointed because the soldiers in the military are like this. I always thought they would be like U. S. marines who have explosive muscle and strength and naturally exert a sense of pressure, but I was quite disappointed today to see us.”

“What did you say?” The two soldiers were immediately furious.

The young master laughed and replied, “What's wrong, could it be that the data I saw was wrong? Could this internationally certified dynamometer system be a bug or what? Am I wrong that you have a lower score than me? Come on, I'm just an amateur and I'm stronger than you, aren't you guys going through all sorts of intensive exercises every day to strengthen your body? Is that chicken arm I saw the result of all that exercise?”

The two soldiers really wanted to go up and fight a few rounds with him, but they were scolded by the female instructor, “Stop!”

It was already a natural obligation for soldiers to obey orders, and although the two soldiers were angry, they did not let emotions rule their heads. Xu Cheng was quite happy after seeing that.

The female instructor said to Zhou in an indifferent voice, “You don't need to compare yourself to them just to gain a sense of superiority, they are just new members that I trained. What you see today is not its full potential.”

Zhou laughed and said, “Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that the soldiers in the army are so weak.”

The three female friends also started laughing. “My cousin said that she wanted to marry a soldier, said some nonsense about how the army gave her a sense of security. But today I realized that not all warriors can provide a sense of security, haha!”

Every sentence that came out of their mouths was enough to upset these two soldiers, and Xu Cheng was too familiar with the nature of a soldier who preferred to use violence to release their anger. So, before the two groups actually started fighting, he walked over and interjected, “If you guys don't use a dynamometer, let me use it.”

Zhou and his two friends raised their eyebrows, their eyes smelled of disgust and their facial expressions basically said “From where this farmer came from”.

“Hey, didn't you see that we still use it?” One of the young masters extended his hand and blocked Xu Cheng's path.

The others glanced at Xu Cheng from above to the button and snorted, “People like you also use this? You should go back to the gym and start lifting dumbbells.”

“Again, this place is not run by you guys.” Xu Cheng became a little impatient as he walked past them and smashed into the man's arm, instantly angering the man.

Zhou didn't even bother looking at him and sneering, “If you can't reach the weight of 180 kg, stop embarrassing yourself and get out of that machine.”

Xu Cheng ignored him, raised his fist, and looked at him. That day, he easily sent Shen Yao flying into the air. Judging from the height he traveled in the air and the fact that he weighed around 47 kg, Xu Cheng concluded that he should have put in at least 150 kg of power.

Just then, Xu Cheng took a small breath and decided to test just how much power one of his light blows was producing.

He stood in his place and punched his target.

Live screen show 165 kg.

“Hahahahahhaha..” Zhou and the other two young masters immediately laughed.

130 To 180 was the average power range of people, and Xu Cheng only spent 165, which was enough to make it the laughingstock of those spoiled rich heirs.

The female instructor saw that the three young masters had turned their attention to Xu Cheng, and she did not plan to say anything. It was also good that these two recruits were humiliated today; perhaps this incident would strengthen their determination to work harder in the future and not embarrass his title as a gold medal instructor.

“Let's go,” he told the two soldiers and started walking towards the door.

Unexpectedly, as he made his third move, Xu Cheng swung another punch at his target.

This time, the data jumped to 198!

The female instructor's eyes narrowed slightly, and the young master who was mocking Xu Cheng with his female companion nearly choked on his own saliva upon seeing the new score. Even the two men recruited behind the female instructor felt a chill on their backs.

Bang out!

228!

This time, everyone was stunned and started to suspect that the dynamometer was having a bug or something. Was there an error in the score?

Xu Cheng pulled his fist and sent out another punch!

288!

The female instructor's pupils enlarged, and she began to look at Xu Cheng with a hint of fear and shock.

The two recruits also swallowed their saliva, and their young master and woman had no idea what was going on. The entire place was so quiet that the sound of needles falling was heard.

Xu Cheng pulled his fist, and punched again!

368!

Back off, he punched again!

455!

And again!

750!

This time, everyone could no longer pretend to be calm. Especially those three young masters. They gulped their saliva, feeling a chill run down their backs. They immediately thought if they really started something with this person, could this person's punch directly turn them into vegetables?

Thinking that Tyson's 450kg punch was enough to knock someone down, 750 was too...

However, Xu Cheng showed no signs of stopping. This time, he slowly pulled his fist as if he was pulling a slingshot. She did not realize that as she prepared for the final blow, the female instructor who was about to leave had already turned her steps and looked at her unblinkingly. In fact, everyone looked at him, too afraid to blink.

With a low roar, Xu Cheng threw his fist, and with a loud bang, the gigantic dynamometer machine shook violently from the impact.

Then, the data that appeared on the monitor shocked everyone to the point of experiencing an existential crisis.

1257!

The sound of people gulping was heard everywhere.

Xu Cheng looked at his fists, feeling as if he missed something... Oh right, next step!

He took a few steps back and accidentally bumped into Zhou. Xu Cheng glanced at him. “Please stay away.”

Before Xu Cheng could finish, Zhou dashed to the side like a rat looking at a cat, as if Xu Cheng was like a powerful meat grinder, issuing a strong and oppressive pressure.

Then, Xu Cheng charged forward, and when he was about a meter away from the machine, he suddenly jumped up. His fists shot up high into the sky and smashed down.

Bam! A puff of white smoke started to billow from the engine, and with some electric noise, the engine instantly became useless and burned.

Behind Xu Cheng, everyone, including the cold and arrogant female instructor, looked at this scene with their mouths open, greatly shocked.

The dynamometer was smashed with one punch? Shit, how powerful was that punch?

Seeing that the engine was broken, Xu Cheng's eyes opened wide. “Oh shit, I can't see the statistics of that last blow.”

But when he realized that he had messed up his machine, then he immediately left quietly as if he had nothing to do with it. He had just walked out of the door, leaving the group of people standing there dumbfounded.