26: Chapter 26 Physical Fitness Test

Chapter 26 Physical Fitness Test

Watching Fang Cheng do continuous Push-ups, Xu Maocai's expression also kept changing.

Originally, he was extremely reluctant to have his capable subordinate neglect their main job to do some foolish sparring partner gig.

However, after learning Fang Cheng's true purpose, his attitude changed somewhat.

At this moment, his mood was very complicated.

On one hand, he hoped that this consistently diligent and polite child could get what he wished for, while on the other hand, he harbored a slight thought of hoping he would mess up.

Even though, for now, Fang Cheng's performance seemed pretty good.

But being a sparring partner was not as simple as doing a few Push-ups; what he needed to face were professional fighters with heavy fists and kicks in the ring.

With just this frail physique of his, the money he earned probably wouldn't even be enough to cover his own medical bills.

"Young people are always ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth..."

Xu Maocai let out a silent sigh.

If this assessment screened Fang Cheng out and made him completely settle down, perhaps it would be a good thing for him.

As for the issue of Fang Cheng raising surgery fees to treat his grandfather's illness, he himself still had some savings and could provide modest help...

While lost in thought, a faint sound of exclamation suddenly rang out around him.

Xu Maocai snapped back to his senses instantly and looked over with wide eyes.

He saw that the electronic display of the counter prominently showed the number "101".

Unknowingly, the number of Push-ups Fang Cheng had done had actually exceeded 100.

And this number was still continuously ticking and accumulating upwards.

"102."

"103."

"104."

"..."

A young man with a seemingly frail figure continuously doing 100 Push-ups.

This scene was enough to make the surrounding onlookers and trainees gasp in amazement and feel boundless admiration.

You must know that when they usually trained their physical fitness in class, they would only do 15 to 20 per set and finish after 5 sets.

Being able to do more than 50 consecutively in a single set could at least be called elite trainee level in terms of physical stamina.

Let alone as many as 100!

On the field, Fang Cheng was still repeating the action of bending his arms and lowering his body, then straightening his arms.

Off the field, someone started chanting softly, counting for him.

"118."

"119."

"120."

"..."

The coaches also began to feel surprised.

The Push-up assessment actually did not have a fixed standard.

It mainly tested a person's physical stamina limit and cardiorespiratory health.

For those with a heavier body weight, doing 80 to 100 was about enough.

For those with a lighter body weight, being able to do around 100 to 130 also completely met the conditions.

In the entire club, including all trainees, sparring partners, and fighters, the record holder's score was 219.

Therefore, for a physique like Fang Cheng's to reach this level, it could be said that it had long exceeded expectations.

However, seeing that Fang Cheng's rhythm was not disordered and his movements had not yet deformed.

Thus, they closed their mouths and did not speak up to call a halt.

They wanted to see just to what extent this kid could go.

Sounds of surprise rang out one after another all around.

Those trainees waiting for class or practicing basic skills all gathered around to watch someone challenge the Push-up record.

Chen Xiaohai and a few colleagues from the Logistics Department were also standing in the crowd.

Their eyes were wide, their mouths open, and their expressions were exceptionally startled.

Although they often saw Fang Cheng working out alone usually, they truly didn't expect him to be hiding his capabilities so deeply.

While feeling shocked in their hearts, they couldn't help but feel a sliver of relief.

Fortunately, they had never had a falling out or conflict with Fang Cheng.

Otherwise, wouldn't a guy with a Qilin Arm like this easily beat three people at once?

The numbers jumping on the counter showed that it quickly surpassed the 150 mark.

Then, without stopping, it pushed forward toward the 200 milestone.

On the field, Fang Cheng's movements were still steady and crisp.

There was no sign of any trembling in his arms, nor did he stop to rest for a moment.

One, one, and another one.

Accompanied by a long and even sound of breathing, it was extremely rhythmic.

The emotions of the surrounding crowd were mobilized, and more and more people began counting along.

Even a few professional fighters came over with keen interest to watch the commotion.

Seeing Fang Cheng looking completely unable to stop, aside from admiration, they couldn't help but harbor doubts.

Could this fellow have taken drugs?

Waves of clamor surged over like sea waves.

Fang Cheng had activated the Focus Skill, feeling nothing of the sort; instead, he felt a sense of exhilaration in his heart.

Half a month ago.

He needed to use all his strength just to do 20 Push-ups, and doing 30 would already reach his limit.

And now.

150 Push-ups were smoothly achieved effortlessly.

If this speed of progress were spoken aloud, probably no one would dare believe it.

The panel's function was precisely to ensure that every single workout of his did not waste effort, with every drop of sweat forging a body that grew stronger and stronger.

Difficulties that were once like natural chasms were now as inconspicuous as a small ditch.

Without a single mistake, a first, a single issue, a single inner, a single content, a single at, one by one look!

Fang Cheng's face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat seeped out from his forehead.

According to his daily training plan, 150 standard Push-ups were roughly equivalent to about 60 tiger-pouncing Push-ups.

It could truly only be considered a warm-up exercise.

"190."

Completing another standard movement once more.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, his arms feeling a slight soreness and numbness.

However, it was still within a controllable range.

Since the coach hadn't called to stop, he would just keep doing it.

"Perhaps, today I can challenge my own limit!"

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's gaze was fiery, and his fighting spirit ignited.

Completely forgetting the assessment task, he once again threw himself wholeheartedly into the workout.

At this very moment, the surroundings were already a scene of boiling excitement.

"It's over 200!"

"So amazing, I see his hands don't even shake at all; it looks like he can still continue."

"219, in just 5 minutes, he has already broken our club's record of over a decade!"

"Wow, it's 220, and he's actually still doing them!"

Everyone widened their eyes.

Just wanting to see where the physical limit of this plain-looking young man truly lay.

Just as the number displayed on the counter jumped to "250" and the surrounding crowd also shouted out this number in unison.

Suddenly, a loud voice rang out, overriding the seething crowd at the scene.

"Alright, it can end here!"

This voice was like pouring a basin of cold water, instantly dropping everyone's emotions from a high point.

It also made Fang Cheng's arms pause and stop.

He raised his head and glanced at Xu Maocai who had spoken.

Then he looked towards the chief examiner, Coach Shen of the Karate Department.

Coach Shen nodded accordingly and said in a deep voice:

"That's enough."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng leaped up with a lunge and straightened his body once more.

His demeanor was quite relaxed as he stretched his hands and feet.

Looking at the prompt message floating before his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

[Push-up experience +15]

So continuously practicing the same skill until a certain degree was reached also gave experience bonuses!

At this moment, the surrounding clamor still kept coming.

Although the audience wasn't completely satisfied yet, they still discussed among themselves what project should be tested next.

"Does this still need further testing?"

The other few coaches looked at each other in dismay, appearing slightly speechless.

Being able to do 250 standard Push-ups in one breath meant there was no need to question his stamina and health level.

From now on, as long as he was trained a bit in defense techniques, he would be an excellent "punching bag"!

Such an outstanding talent wasn't being recruited quickly; what on earth were they still hesitating about?

When everyone's gazes were cast towards the chief examiner.

Coach Shen of the Karate Department, however, gave a cough and raised an objection:

"I think that besides needing abundant stamina to be a sparring partner, there is also a very important assessment that must be passed..."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng's gaze flashed as he stared at this Coach Shen.