The God of Destruction

"If you, you and Shencheng are holding dumbbells." Huacun Kwai said to her side, she didn't want Pan Chen to be injured.

This is the most perfect material. It was originally because the stupid training of the youth school took a few years, and it could not be delayed by the injury.

If Renhong looks a little unhappy, "Since this guy can, then come by himself. Who needs help!"

Shencheng Lingzhi was expressionless, but did not move at all. I do n’t know if I did n’t hear it, or I still have opinions about Pan Chen.

If Renhong leaned down and said to Pan Chen, "This is your choice. If you can't do it, you will admit defeat, and if you are injured, it's not my business."

Pan Chen didn't refute, a smile traced from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Ruo Renhong, and looked at his attributes.

‘Pan Chen.

Speed: 5, Strength: 5, Physical Strength: 5.1, Skill: 12200, Spiritual Strength: 5.2.

The balanced attribute makes his strength not only as simple as 5 points, but as close to 6 points as possible, the power is very scary.

In addition, the muscles distributed in the golden ratio make him more powerful than the ordinary muscular men. Just like the strength of the Tongshan earth bursting the muscles of the whole body, twisting it into a bundle, it can also explode extremely powerful strength, but at most it can only explode the limbs. Perhaps, strengthening people can let him add some back strength.

Pan Chen is able to coordinate the muscles of his limbs, which is a step stronger than him, so this four-ring barbell that seems to them to be the limit is not difficult for him.

"Hear no!" Ruo Renhong is still chattering.

Pan Chen glanced at him, then squeezed his mouth tightly, the symmetrical muscles of his arms swelled up, and he pushed the barbell tentatively.

So weak?

He felt a strength in his arms, and the barbell only needed 70% of the power to push it up easily.

Seeing this scene, if Renhong couldn't help but laugh, "Can't he lift it?" He saw Pan Chen's face stunned, thinking he didn't expect the barbell to be so heavy.

But the next second, his face became extremely frightened.

Uh--

The barbell was lifted to the prescribed height by Pan Chen in an instant, and he slammed it directly towards the left side, and the position was just Ruo Renhong's foot.

"Ah--!" If the person scared back quickly, the barbell was about to press on his feet.

Just when he exclaimed like a woman, a pair of slender white hands grabbed the barbell and put it firmly on the shelf.

If Ren Hong was relieved, but his face immediately became extremely embarrassed, and his legs were still shaking slightly.

The regular elections around were extremely surprised. They opened their mouths. In the past, they tried three laps and it was a bit difficult. They could only do it up to four times, and they had reached the load standard. Panchen ’s four-lap barbell was so easy Grab it with one hand and prove that the four laps are not a load standard for him, but a daily exercise standard, which can reach more than fifteen times! ! !

auzw.com "Great!" Huacun Kwai couldn't help saying, she came over and wanted to pinch Pan Chen's muscles.

Pan Chen ducked, looking at the almost fanatical expression of Huacun Kwai, he said lightly: "Is it possible to play now?"

"Of course." Huacun Kui blinked, her eyes kept turning, and she was thinking of a perfect solution. She must leave Pan Chen. This shapely muscle, perfect ratio, is simply a gift from God. " But let ’s have a meal first. After all, they have just finished training and have to take a break. "

Pan Chen nodded.

"Sano, you come to greet them." Huacun Aoi commanded the person next to a tennis team.

"Okay, coach."

Sano took Pan Chen and Zhi Shazhi to leave. On the way, Zhi Sha Zhi wanted to say a few words about Pan Chen. After all, the opponent scored a tennis team in the Kanto contest.

What do you do if you lose?

But when it came to her mouth, she couldn't open the mouth, especially after seeing Pan Chen's previous performance, she still has a calm gaze.

Maybe he is really confident.

Huacun Kwai saw them leaving and gathered everyone instantly. She was very eager to get Pan Chen, and she was concerned that Pan Chen was no longer a day or two.

In fact, since Pan Chen beat Guanyue in the regional qualifiers, she began to pay attention to Pan Chen.

She is studying Pan Chen's data, physical fitness, and comparing with the strengthening person project, so she knows Pan Chen very much, and the kind of physique that Pan Chen showed, has strengthened her thinking of getting Pan Chen more and more.

"You definitely don't want to abstain, right? In fact, I don't want to, I just want to get Pan Chen," Huacun Kui said directly.

Others didn't speak. They looked at Huacun Aoi. They trusted the coach very much, so they didn't refute her decision at all, and they didn't think they could really lose.

Although tennis is an event, it cannot be compared to football and basketball.

But the other party has only one person, and we have nine people. The advantage is very obvious.

"It's all right to beat that guy?" Ruo Renhong gently brushed his hair.

"Of course, we have to defeat him, but the tactics still need to be there, otherwise there is no cooperation, no matter how many people go up, it will just add chaos." Huacun Kwai began to explain the tactics to the elections, "He is very strong. For one of us, almost no one can beat him. "

Seeing everyone's expressions, Huacun Kwai didn't explain it, just turned on the computer and started playing Pan Chen's game video.

These are all the videos that she recorded when she collected the data before, and they also made edits and edits. With this video, Pan Chen's advantages and disadvantages are better shown.

All Zheng Xuan saw this video to know how much Hua Cun Kui desires to get Pan Chen.

That was really seriously studied.

"Through the video, you should see Pan Chen's style and habits. His power of returning the ball is great, especially the swing ball-the swinging snake ball, which is his specialty. On one-on-one, those who are physically weak The opponent will soon be stunned by him, or abstain! "..