"Bang, bang!!"
After two clean punches, Chen Mang earned another 20,000 points.
All were "15", far exceeding the standard.
The standard was 7...
It was more than doubled.
After Zhang Yi stepped back, Zhang Er, who had long been eager, stepped in, delivering three crisp punches, all "14".
Earned another 30,000 points.
At this moment—
Biaozi hesitated a bit, "Master Mang, how about I give it a try?"
"You?"
Chen Mang turned and looked at Biaozi suspiciously, "What's your Physical Comprehensive Quality now?"
"15.5."
"Alright, give it a try."
Biaozi took a deep breath and stood in front of the punch machine, steadying his stance. His forehead veins bulged as he roared and delivered the strongest punch of his life, creating a visible spark in the air from the punch's force.
At this moment.
Countless images flashed through Biaozi's mind like a revolving lantern, and he entered an absolute focus state.
