"Brother Hei, who is he really? Over 700 pounds and he handles it like it's nothing. If he actually punches, wouldn't he kill me with one hit?"
"Brother Hei, is this what you were talking about, one of those Dark Force martial artists? Otherwise, with that performance, I'd believe him if he said he's a Super Saiyan."
The group of muscle-bound men came to their senses and quickly gathered behind the long-haired man, asking excitedly.
"Oh, you even know about Dark Force." Wang Longhu casually tossed the two barbells to the ground, clapping his hands, without breaking a sweat.
Light, still too light. For Wang Longhu, this weight didn't provide any real training effect. It was more practical for him to spend time on practicing the Marrow Cleansing Scripture.
This visit to a friend's gym made Wang Longhu understand one thing: these gym machines were basically useless for him.
