120: Chapter 120: [As Dull as Square Dancing] 120: Chapter 120: [As Dull as Square Dancing] Second release!

“He’s a monster, over 350.

Even if I trained for another ten years, I wouldn’t have that kind of leg strength!”

“Right, if that kick had landed, it probably would have cracked his skull open!”

“The big star is truly talented, even in sports!

If he weren’t a star and instead became an athlete, he’d be at least national level, right?”

…

The crowd burst into discussion again.

Wei Huandong pressed his hand down, signaling everyone to quiet down, “Everyone, don’t get too excited.

I think Mr.

Ye must be over 400 kilograms, right?”

“I haven’t tested, but I’m definitely not as strong as the big star!”

The crowd sighed, looking disdainfully at Ye Chenfeng, eagerly anticipating that Ye Chenfeng, this loser, would make a fool of himself and get ruthlessly tortured by Wei Huandong!

“Alright, Mr.

Ye, I’ll demonstrate it for you first!”

Wei Huandong stepped in front of the punching strength tester, shook his head, jumped in place a few times, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, Wei Huandong’s pupils contracted to pinpoints, abruptly bursting forth, his eyes shooting out a divine light.

His leg, as strong as an iron rod, suddenly lashed out, violently striking the punching strength tester!

“Bang”!

A muffled sound like thunder vibrated in everyone’s ears, the tester shook violently, raising a cloud of dust.

“400 kilograms!”

The display flashed a bright red “400 kilograms,” very dazzling.

“Gasp!”

The crowd froze on the spot, Wei Huandong’s casual kick reached 400 kilograms!

Freak, an absolute freak of nature!

Picking up a bright white towel and wiping his slightly sweaty hands, Wei Huandong smiled contentedly, “I’m in exceptional form today, kicking 400 kilograms was beyond my expectation!”

“The big star displays Divine Power, right?” someone fawned.

Wei Huandong smiled slightly, “Divine Power is all natural, I’m just making a fool of myself here!”

“The big star is too modest!”

Wei Huandong looked at Ye Chenfeng and Chu Qingfei with an amused smile, “I was just struggling to lead the way, but the real star is right here!”

Chu Qingfei’s delicate cheeks blushed, her eyes flickering as she looked at Ye Chenfeng, seemingly anticipating his spectacular performance.

Ye Chenfeng scratched his hair, eyeing the punching strength tester, puzzled, “Is this thing of good quality?”

What did he mean by that, could he possibly break the punching strength tester with one kick?

Everyone looked at Ye Chenfeng as if he were a fool.

This guy should just apologize to Wei Huandong and be done with it, yet he stubbornly tried to act tough and even looked like he could smoke the punching strength tester.

“Humph, I advise you to just give up.

If you can kick 200 kilograms, consider it a blessing; 400 kilograms is just wishful thinking!” Wei Huandong sarcastically remarked.

“Exactly, just step down.

How can you, a stinking loser, dare to compare with the male god?”

…

A bunch of people echoed the sentiment, displaying an overwhelmingly one-sided situation.

“Chenfeng, come on!” Only Chu Qingfei encouraged Ye Chenfeng, her enchanting eyes shimmering with fervor, as if she already knew the outcome of the competition.

Ye Chenfeng circled the punching strength tester a few times, his eyes groggy, yawning, looking as if he hadn’t woken up.

“Hey, are you going to hit it or not?”

“Don’t waste everyone’s time, okay!”

“Boom!”

But before the person could finish speaking, a thunderous sound burst into the air, as if tearing everyone’s eardrums.

“Beep beep beep…”

The next moment the beeping alarm blared, filling the entire gym.

“Is it smoking?” someone suddenly said with a trembling voice.

Everyone looked up, and indeed it was!

As the punching strength tester swung violently back and forth, wisps of irritating white smoke began to rise, gradually filling every corner.

“This, this can’t be possible!

It must be my eyes deceiving me!” Wei Huandong’s follower refused to admit.

“Damn, someone kicked the punching strength tester till it smoked, is this guy even human?” someone exclaimed, their mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.

“I’m totally stunned, he broke the punching strength tester, what a freak!” another person said, covering their face in astonishment.

…

Various expressions painted the faces of the crowd, and a buzz of conversation arose.

Each remark cut into Wei Huandong’s heart like a sharp blade, his so-called sense of superiority shattered in that moment, even his dignity trampled.

Wei Huandong: “…”

What kind of freak had he encountered, casually punching the tester until it smoked?

Such combat power probably rivaled that of the boxing champion Tyson, Wei Huandong thought grimly.

“Are you okay?” Chu Qingfei asked, wiping the sweat off Ye Chenfeng’s forehead with a purple towel.

“I’m fine!

It’s like dancing in the square!

Not quite thrilling enough!”

Wei Huandong’s smile had long since frozen on his face, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

“Don’t be sad, big star.

Have you thought about how my calf could make the punching strength tester smoke?

It must have been at its last gasp, and your four hundred kilo kick was just the last straw.

I just picked up a bargain!” Ye Chenfeng explained, wearing a faint smile.

“Oh, that makes sense!

This guy is really lucky, but still, the young master is impressive!” Wei Huandong’s follower immediately said, eagerly seizing the chance to descend the figurative steps.

Relieved, people nodded.

Wei Huandong’s female fans continued to take photos of him, deliberately capturing the smoking punching strength tester.

But Wei Huandong’s face was ashen, and he couldn’t muster a smile.

In his heart, the way Ye Chenfeng let him down was like a strong person giving charity to the weak, which to him was an insult.

Being completely beaten twice in front of the woman he liked was excessively humiliating!

“Hey, it’s like dancing in the square, just getting warmed up, not fulfilling at all!”

While speaking, Ye Chenfeng casually approached the hanging punching bag.

Suddenly, he stomped on the ground vigorously, his body swiftly rising, spinning ninety degrees to the right as his left leg shot up like lightning, swinging in a sharp arc and delivering a perfect, unassailable roundhouse kick to the punching bag!

“Boom!”

The thunderous sound immediately drew everyone’s attention.

“Whoosh whoosh…”

The next second, the punching bag burst open, and the sand inside poured out like floodwaters from an opened dam, scattering all over the floor.

The room fell utterly silent, everyone was stunned!

It took a long while for people to snap out of their shock, gazing at Ye Chenfeng like he was a monster.

Damn, this was a specially made leather punching bag!

It had been tested before – the leather bag could withstand more than eight hundred kilograms of force!

Wasn’t it to say that Ye Chenfeng…

Everyone dared not continue this thought, pondering, if that kick had hit a person, wouldn’t it have split them in half?

“What’s going on?

What happened?”

Finally, the ruckus alerted the gym’s management, who rushed over, fuming.

Ye Chenfeng looked at Wei Huandong with a smile, “The big star is your responsibility now, you did say you’d compensate!”

With that, Ye Chenfeng took Chu Qingfei by the hand and left without looking back.

“I…”