"Okay?"
Zhu Xuetao first lifted the usual 80 kilograms, then started lifting 100 kilograms, 120 kilograms...
The more he added, the more difficult it became.
Yet even so, everyone watched in awe.
Because for an average strong man, being able to bench press 80 kilograms is already quite good.
But Zhu Xuetao kept increasing the weight, and his momentum was quite intimidating.
"How much do you think Old Zhu can lift?"
"Hard to say, this guy hasn't been seen lifting barbells, only regular exercises before, playing with tens of kilograms."
"He was really silent before he struck suddenly."
"Old Zhu was already quite impressive, just that you all hadn't witnessed it."
"Previously, we only saw him being good at fighting, until Ning Fan came and outshone him."
Ah...
