95: Chapter 92 Body like a tiger or leopard, waist like a dragon or snake

Li Changsheng did not know if this result was good or bad.

However, after Sith communicated with the professors and received an explanation, Li Changsheng roughly understood.

A 9.99-second 100-meter sprint definitely met the standard for Olympic sprinters, which was certainly considered excellent for someone like Li Changsheng, who was not a professional athlete.

As for the 25 meters in 0.1 seconds, that was a bit exaggerated. According to Sith's description, the starting speed of a sprinter was about 10 meters in 0.1 seconds.

This also meant that Li Changsheng's starting speed was more than double that of a sprinter!!

This speed was truly exaggerated; one had to know that sprinters had all undergone professional training for explosive starts.

Even so, they were still left behind by Li Changsheng by such a large margin.

"So, is more than half of the 100-meter result thanks to the initial burst of leg power from that first kick and vibration?"

Li Changsheng pondered slightly. This test was not in vain; at least it let him know that his average speed was at most national level, still falling short of the Olympic level.

However, his starting speed was world-class, even surpassing the vast majority of sprinters.

And this starting speed meant that from the very beginning, Li Changsheng's start was almost like flying close to the ground, like a jet plane.

Over there, the slow-motion playback was already underway.

This group of foreigners had quite a lot of professional equipment; watching through the computer, the slow-motion footage was very clear, almost frame-by-frame.

In the footage, the moment Li Changsheng's legs kicked off in succession, the power exploding from the soles of his feet was like a cannonball, blasting away a large cloud of dust, and the ground instantly shattered into a layer of fine, crushed cement.

The next instant, everyone could clearly see the muscles in Li Changsheng's lower legs rippling like waves, rapidly surging from the ankles up to the part of the lower leg near the knee joint.

Following that, the thighs acted like a relay, rapidly transmitting the force. Especially the spine—even though it was covered by the Peppa Pig T-shirt, the spine inside was like a nimble snake, undulating rhythmically up and down.

His body was like a cheetah chasing the wind and moon, his figure always in a state of sprinting close to the ground.

Under the slow-motion action, everyone could even see wisps of airflow brushing past Li Changsheng's face and body, his clothes and pants blown tight against his skin.

One could also see that while sprinting at high speed, there was actually a wanton smile on Li Changsheng's face, which was a completely different experience from his usual gentle and refined demeanor.

After watching the video, the group of foreigners fell silent, especially the two black security guards, whose gazes toward Li Changsheng were filled with fear.

This Xia Country person was too terrifying, with no weak points in any aspect.

Just like the previous reaction test, if they had held firearms, within five meters, it was very likely they wouldn't even have the chance to pull the trigger.

This was evident from the sudden explosive speed he displayed in this scene.

All three tests were finished, and the group of foreigners desperately wanted to test more content, or even conduct a full-gear combat test.

However, Li Changsheng did not want to continue anymore.

"Mr. Li, Professor Tom and Professor Howard are very sincere." Sith said, bowing while trying to persuade him.

"No need. Pay the money, and then please keep our agreement and leave here."

Li Changsheng's face was calm; following his recent adjustment of breath, his breathing had already stabilized.

Having practiced various Health-preserving Qigong, the temperament of a martial artist was completely hidden behind his external aura; he looked like a gentle, reclusive person who had practiced Tai Chi for years.

Looking at the young Xia Country man before him, Sith felt inexplicably cold. Why was this person so strange? Why was there such a huge contrast with his performance in the video?

The professors wanted to say something, but Li Changsheng swept his gaze over them, and they all felt inexplicably cold.

The gaze of someone who has killed and someone who hasn't is different, especially with an image like Li Changsheng's, which contrasted so sharply with his usual self, making it even more pronounced.

Communication was hopeless, and the film crew could only retreat helplessly.

Finally, the film crew stated they would leave tomorrow morning, and only then did Li Changsheng nod in satisfaction.

This group of people didn't come for nothing; at least they brought him money and let him understand his current physical condition.

The film crew left, and the villagers, seeing that there was no more excitement, gradually dispersed as well. Only Gao Qiang remained on the spot to continue interacting with his fans.

Li Changsheng leaned over to look; Brother Qiang's popularity was really not low right now, with nearly one million people watching his live stream in real-time.

Looking closely, Li Changsheng understood; they were all attracted by this turn of events. It was estimated that it wouldn't take long for the numbers to drop, and how many would stay depended on Gao Qiang's ability.

But Gao Qiang had learned to be smart now. Last time someone said he looked like the boss from a certain TV series, so for the past period, he had been wearing a matching outfit every day, and had also bought a pair of non-prescription glasses. At first glance, he was almost ninety percent similar to that person in the TV series; the only difference was his expression.

Cang Lanxing: "It's a pity that the group of foreigners didn't show those data points just now; it flashed past before I could see it clearly."

Old Daoist: "Isn't it the streamer's fault? His elderly hands are shaking like crazy. Brother Qiang is getting old."

Qiu Bufan: "It shouldn't be bad. The foreigners' shocked expressions were very telling. Brother Changsheng is still top-tier; being able to kill a murderer with his bare hands means his Kung Fu is indeed good."

Wei Xinshang: "Brother Qiang, seeing that you and Brother Changsheng seem to be from the same village, would it be convenient to reveal which village you are in? I plan to go there to Cultivate with Brother Changsheng."

Shi Gu Ritian: "You bunch of fake fans, Brother Qiang can't even satisfy you, and you still want to take someone else as a master. Watch out, or Brother Qiang will find someone to treat you to a lollipop."

Gao Qiang quite enjoyed interacting with his followers now. Li Changsheng watched for a moment, and seeing that the other party was enjoying himself, he prepared to find a chair for him to sit and chat.

"Brother Changsheng, I won't sit. I have to go back to work."

Gao Qiang waved his selfie stick and prepared to leave. This time he had ridden on Li Changsheng's popularity; he didn't like taking advantage of people, and he couldn't just keep hanging around.

Seeing that the other party was leaving in a hurry, Li Changsheng did not stop him.

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"These foreigners are really generous."

Patting the thick stack of US dollars in his hand, Li Changsheng put it into his drawer, preparing to keep it for now.

Perhaps if Elder Zhang didn't come back, he might have to go visit the old man. After all, although there was no title of master and disciple, there was the reality of it; he should visit him.

When the time came, these US dollars would definitely come in handy.

The next day, after Li Changsheng finished his run, he returned and asked Third Master. Learning that the group of foreigners had set off early in the morning, he breathed a sigh of relief.

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Meanwhile, at the foot of Wudang Mountain, two off-road vehicles were parked in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain. The group of foreigners from yesterday were carrying cameras and began to climb the mountain with great effort.

The stamina of this group of foreigners was actually quite good, especially the two black security guards, who were carrying heavy camera equipment and moving as fast as flying.