A fat man who was reborn from the dead? He transforms into a perfect male god in a week.

"Want to give it a try?"

Jiang Chen looked around.

No one was in the dormitory; Hao Yingjun had gone to the cafeteria.

He walked to the wall, clenched his fist, but not with all his might, only about 30% of his strength.

Then he threw a punch.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

A fist slammed against the wall.

A shallow fist mark appeared on the cement wall.

It's not very deep, about half a centimeter.

But this is a concrete wall!

It's not wood or plasterboard, it's solid cement wall!

Jiang Chen withdrew his fist and looked at his hand.

Unharmed, not even a scratch.

"You can leave a mark on a cement wall with just 30% of your strength..."

"If I use all my strength..."

Jiang Chen dared not think about it anymore.

He was afraid that if he punched through the wall, he would have to pay compensation.

"Try something else."

He went to the balcony and saw a mop in the corner.

The mop handle is made of wood and is about three centimeters in diameter.

Jiang Chen picked up the mop handle and held both ends with his hands.

With a gentle touch.

"Snap!"

The mop handle snapped in two!

It wasn't just broken off, it was snapped in two!

The cross-section was uneven, and sawdust flew everywhere.

"This power..."

Jiang Chen looked at the two pieces of wooden stick in his hand, lost in thought.

When he had 63 points in physique, he felt he should be able to break a wooden stick, but it would require some effort.

Now? It's about the same as breaking a chopstick.

"6.9 times the average person's physical condition...is that really that amazing?"

Jiang Chen thought of his favorite movie, "Kung Fu Hustle".

The character "Fire Cloud Evil God" once said: "Of all martial arts techniques in the world, none are invincible except for speed."

He is now not only strong, but also fast.

If I run at full speed, I estimate I can run the 100 meters in under 6 seconds.

The speed of his punch? He couldn't even see it himself.

"If I were to participate in a boxing match now..."

Jiang Chen shook his head.

That wasn't a competition, that was a massacre.

A professional boxer's punch has a force of approximately 200-300 kilograms.

The world's strongest boxer, Mike Tyson, has a punch that weighs 800 pounds, or 725 jin (362.5 kilograms).

Jiang Chen estimated that his full-force punch would weigh at least 400 kilograms.

Moreover, it is extremely fast, and the opponent has no chance to react at all.

"Master Duan Shui Liu? He's nothing but trash in front of me."

Jiang Chen thought of the villain in Stephen Chow's movie "King of Destruction".

Master Duan Shuiliu is known as the "murder weapon" and the "strongest in karate," capable of punching through a wall.

But compared to him now...

"I don't need a punch, I can pierce it with a finger (this is purely wishful thinking)."

Jiang Chen walked to the balcony railing and looked down at the empty playground.

He suddenly wanted to test his jumping ability.

When his physique was 63 points, he could easily hit his head on the ceiling with a simple jump.

It's 69 points now...

Jiang Chen crouched down, used all his strength, and leaped forward.

"Whoosh!"

His body shot up like a rocket!

He jumped straight over the railing of the third-floor balcony and landed on... the fourth-floor balcony?

No, it's the fourth floor and above!

Jiang Chen adjusted his posture in mid-air and landed easily on the railing of the fourth-floor balcony.

Standing on one leg, as stable as Mount Tai.

"..."

He looked down at the ground.

The fourth floor, about 12 meters high.

He jumped at least 4 meters high just now.

"With that jumping ability... if he participated in a high jump competition, wouldn't he crush the world record in no time?"

Jiang Chen remembers that the world high jump record is 2.45 meters.

(The 2.5-meter jump I did at the school sports meet, which wasn't recognized internationally, doesn't count.)

He can now jump more than 4 meters with a strong leap.

This isn't just breaking a record; it's utterly crushing it.

"And speed."

Jiang Chen jumped from the fourth-floor balcony to the third-floor balcony, and then jumped directly to the first floor, landing silently.

He glanced at the playground and decided to try running at full speed.

"Whoosh!"

His figure moved like lightning, dashing out in an instant!

A hundred meters is covered in the blink of an eye!

Jiang Chen stopped and glanced at the time.

Mentally calculate: approximately 6 seconds.

World record: 9.58 seconds.

He was more than 3 seconds faster.

"This isn't even at full strength."

Jiang Chen felt his body's condition.

He only used 70% of his strength just now.

If I sprint at full speed, I should be able to get under 5 seconds in the 100 meters.

"5 seconds... That speed is second only to the cheetah's 4.13 seconds, right?"

Jiang Chen became more and more excited as he thought about it.

With 6.9 times the physical strength of an average person, that's already incredibly strong.

What about 10 times the physical strength? Or 20 times?

Becoming a real-life One-Punch Man isn't just a personal fantasy!

So...

Jiang Chen clenched his fist, his eyes gleaming.

"The amazing points I earn next must be used to improve my physique!"

"I don't need to get my physique to 200 points, I need to at least get it to 100 points!"

100 points of physical fitness, ten times the physical fitness of an average person.

How terrifying must that be?

Could he possibly withstand bullets with his bare hands?

"But 69 points is enough for now."

Jiang Chen walked to the horizontal bar area and looked at the iron horizontal bar.

3 cm in diameter, solid iron.

He walked over and gripped the horizontal bar with both hands.

With a forceful snap, it broke open.

"Crunch!!"

The horizontal bar was slightly bent.

But it didn't break.

"Iron is still hard."

Jiang Chen loosened his grip, and the horizontal bar bounced back to its original position.

He estimated that if he used all his strength, he could bend it, but he couldn't break it.

"Once my constitution reaches 80 points, I should be able to break it."

"100 points? That's enough to make noodles."

Jiang Chen imagined the scene and couldn't help but laugh.

……

Evening, in the dormitory.

When Hao Yingjun returned, he saw Jiang Chen sitting on the bed in a daze, and leaned over to ask:

"Brother Chen, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Chen snapped out of his reverie: "It's nothing, just something about strengthening my training."

"Training? You want to intensify your training?"

Hao Yingjun's eyes widened. "Brother Chen, your current training level is already at the human limit, isn't it?"

"The limit?" Jiang Chen smiled. "It's still a long way off."

Hao Yingjun: "...Versailles, right?"

He slumped into his chair and sighed.

"Brother Chen, how come the difference between people is so great?"

"I get exhausted after running 1,000 meters every day, but you run 10 kilometers like it's nothing."

"I struggle to do one push-up, but you can do a thousand in one go without even breaking a sweat."

"I struggle to even pass my exams, but you always get full marks."

"I'm fat, you're handsome."

"I……"

"Stop, stop, stop." Jiang Chen interrupted him, "If you keep talking like that, I'm afraid you'll feel so inferior that you'll jump off a building."

Hao Yingjun: "I'm already feeling inferior!"

Jiang Chen patted him on the shoulder: "Everyone has their strengths. Your strength... well, a good appetite?"

Hao Yingjun: "...Brother Chen, are you trying to comfort me or insult me?"

"Of course I'm just trying to comfort you," Jiang Chen said sincerely. "Being able to eat is a blessing."

Hao Yingjun: "...Thank you."

As the two were talking, Jiang Chen's system notification sounded again.

[Ding! You have received +20 Amazing Points!]

[Ding! You have received +30 Amazing Points!]

[Ding! You have received +50 Amazing Points!]

……

It seems that the influence of the "Sprout" magazine continues to grow.

Jiang Chen opened the system panel and took a look.

[Current Amazing Value: 500 points]

It rose another point.

"At this rate, with a few days off this weekend, it should be able to reach 3000 again."

Jiang Chen nodded in satisfaction.

This essay is a real steal.

Not only did they win first place in the preliminary round and advance to the semi-finals, but they also earned so many amazing points.

"The semi-finals will be an on-site essay writing competition; I'll write an even more explosive one then."

Jiang Chen has already started to conceive of it.

What should I write about?

From Quantum Mechanics to Buddhism: On the Nature of Consciousness?

"Deriving the Optimal Solution of Love Using Mathematical Formulas"?

What if all the generals of the Three Kingdoms had PhDs in physics?

The more I think about it, the more outrageous it seems.

But the more outrageous it is, the more it meets the requirements of the "new concept".

"Let's talk about it after the semi-finals."

Jiang Chen turned off the system panel and lay down on the bed.

But in his mind, he was simulating various scenarios:

If I participated in the Olympics now, how many gold medals could I win?

If I were to participate in a martial arts competition, could I take on ten people at once?

If I join the special forces, can I become a top soldier?

"But none of this is urgent."

Jiang Chen closed his eyes.

"First, we'll focus on the college entrance exam, then on competitions, and finally, we'll raise our physical fitness to 100 points."

"The rest, we'll take it slow."

……