I came to a new room, which was filled with new equipment.
The most common ones are the punching strength testing machine, the bench press strength testing machine, a small 20-meter running track, professional weightlifting barbells, and many other equipment.
Tony immediately turned on a machine and said, "Leo, let's take a look at your physical data first."
"Take off your shoes, socks, and coat, and test your height and weight."
Leo took off his coat, revealing a small black vest underneath. He put his shoes and socks aside and walked up.
Height: 128 cm
'Weight: 41 kg'
"You're really short. The average kid would be about 1.4 meters tall now, but you weigh more than the average person. Your muscle density is truly far beyond that of an average person!"
Tony entered Leo's data into the computer. "Okay, next, let's test the bench press."
"The average person's maximum bench press is 50 kilograms. As for you, why don't you try 40 kilograms first!" Tony adjusted the machine.
"Just fifty, I want to try it!" Leo said while lying on the equipment.
Tony shrugged, "Okay, the fuses on these devices are still very safe."
Although Leo's arms were not long enough, he still completed ten bench presses in a standard manner, looking very relaxed.
"Seventy-five kilograms, I think it's okay." Leo said.
After adding up to seventy-five, I still completed ten times easily.
Tony was also dumbfounded. He moved his hands a few more times and asked, "How about 100 kilograms?"
"OK!"
Leo felt obvious pressure and his movements were not so easy, but he still completed ten standard bench presses.
"Are you okay?" Tony asked worriedly.
"About 120 kilograms. I'm almost at my limit."
It was adjusted to 120 kilograms. Such a huge pressure was too cruel for a child who was only eleven years old. Even Tony was a little scared.
But Leo still completed the ten movements with difficulty and stability.
Leo stood up and turned his wrist. Power surged up from the earth, and the previous trace of fatigue instantly dissipated.
"Mr. Stark, my limit is probably 120 kilograms. Let's move on to the next item!"
"Don't you need a break?" Tony recorded the data. "Leo, the world record is 450 kilograms, but the world boxing champion's bench press is only about 130 kilograms, and they weigh three times as much as you."
"That is to say, your current strength is enough to rival the world boxing champion!" Tony looked at the little boy standing in front of him with some fear in his eyes.
"Mr. Stark, let's continue."
Leo smiled and said, "The power of a world boxing champion? It's useless. Captain America Rogers can bench press 545kg, but in terms of lethality, how can he compare to Tony Stark?"
Continuing testing, squat strength test.
Squat is the king of strength and the favorite of strongmen, so strongmen are all huge in size but lack flexibility, which is very fatal.
One hundred kilograms, easily.
One hundred and fifty kilograms, easily.
Two hundred kilograms, success!
Two hundred and forty kilograms, Leo let out a cry and lifted it up.
Two hundred and fifty kilograms, Leo's legs were already shaking.
Two hundred and fifty-five kilograms is Leo's limit record.
Tony wrote down this record. A child weighing only 41 kilograms actually squatted 255 kilograms. It was like a little cat hitting with the power of a Siberian tiger!
Then he continued with the endurance test, running 100 meters back and forth. Forty minutes passed, and Leo didn't even take a breath, still looking like a normal person.
For the speed test, multiple speed meters are installed on a 20-meter track, and Leo's fastest speed will be obtained as the final result.
Tony also looked at Leo with great anticipation.
Twenty meters away, Leo smiled helplessly, ran at full speed, and crossed the finish line.
But the final data showed eight meters and nine per second.
It was definitely a very good result for a kid, but Tony was a little dumbfounded.
I was expecting Leo to have a perverted performance, but the result was a bit disappointing.
"Hey, hey, my legs are only this long, what do you want?" Leo shouted at Tony angrily.
"Let's move on to the next test, the punching strength test!" Tony hurried away.
We came to the punch strength testing machine, which is also a relatively common machine, but its quality is undoubtedly top-notch.
The brand new machine stood in front of the two of them. Tony was also a little excited. He turned on the machine, faced the boxing target, put on boxing gloves, and punched out with all his strength.
"Bang." A soft sound
One hundred and twelve kilograms
Of course, this is calculated as impact force, that is, the maximum force applied to the target, not muscle strength.
Leo pushed a large platform to increase his height and placed it steadily on the ground so that he could hit the boxing ring smoothly.
Looking at the boxing target in front of him, he used his strength from the ground, and with the powerful muscle twisting force, he swung his small fist to hit the round boxing target.
"Bang!"
A loud crash was heard.
Two hundred and sixty-four kilograms
The boxing target slowly returned to its original position, and a set of data appeared on the display behind it.
Tony picked up the computer, "Want to try again?"
"No need, I know, this is my current limit of strength!"
"Okay, this one is done!" Tony nodded twice, but he saw something strange out of the corner of his eye.
In the center of the boxing target on the testing machine, a large hole appeared in the layer of extremely tough cushioning material, and the metal rod inside could almost be seen.
Tony glanced at Leo's small hands. Those tiny hands, when clenched into fists, were only the size of a billiard ball, yet they hit the target with such great force.
It's like the difference between holding a pen and a needle. If the area of force is too small, the destructive force will increase exponentially.
However, such a powerful impact and friction did not leave any trace on Leo's bare hands.
This amazing defensive power, as well as the previous blood drawing, made Tony tremble.
"Leo, one of your punches is enough to kill a grown man. Oh, I should have let you be my bodyguard. Happy isn't as strong as you!"
After several tests were completed, Tony looked at the data in his hand and basically determined Leo's physical condition through statistics, and sighed.
"Leo, you're like a freak. Your physical abilities surpass those of most people in the world, yet you're only eleven. It's incredible."
Tony looked at Leo with shining eyes, wondering whether he should continue his research in the direction of human medicine.
"Mr. Stark, your armor surpasses everyone else in every aspect, doesn't it? No matter how powerful a person is, they can't stand up to machines. Don't lose the big picture for the sake of the small!"
Tony also came back to his senses and looked at Leo with firm eyes, "Of course, I will definitely stick to my theory!"
"Let's go, your blood composition report should be out." Tony left first.
Leo glanced back at the punch strength tester and curled his fingers slightly.
"hiss!"
A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard.
The fist target hit the test board, and the huge impact force knocked the entire machine, which was firmly fixed to the ground, crooked and almost flew out.
After a string of garbled characters flashed on the screen, the screen went out, and it seemed that a wisp of black smoke was coming out.
Leo raised his eyebrows and glanced outside the door, "Phew, thank goodness Mr. Stark is gone!"
He took another look at the damaged ground and the twisted machine, then reached out and put the machine back in place.
"I didn't use any strength at all. It seems I'm not suitable for hand-to-hand combat!"