pjbooks Chapter 145 This is the machine's limit, not my limit.
Chapter 145 This is the machine's limit, not my limit.
Chapter 145 This is the machine's limit, not my limit.
You like to challenge people, huh? Fine, I'll grant your wish and make you die!
Ma Jie originally just wanted to have some fun, but the fat, dark-skinned woman turned out to be a real jerk.
I tolerated your excessive talking, and I also tolerated your boasting about your skin color.
But I'm Asian, what's wrong with me? You look down on Asians, look at your attitude, you think you're superior because of free shopping?
I never imagined that someone would be proud of robbing another person's shop, even though I'm not a racist and my upbringing didn't allow me to do that.
But today it's only against you, and I must strike as the champion!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ma Jie made a few simple arm movements and threw a few punches in the air to get his body used to it.
Then, push off with the ball of your right foot, straighten your leg, shift your hips, twist your waist and rotate your shoulders—the key points of the movement are all done in one smooth motion.
Boom! A perfectly accurate straight punch slammed heavily onto the target.
The piezoelectric sensor built into the target sleeve immediately transmits the signal to the microprocessor for calculation.
The electronic screen flickered, and the punching power value froze at 775.
Seeing this number, Ma Jie felt pretty good about himself, after all, it was his true level, at least ranking him in the semi-professional category.
The numerical values are actually sufficient, but the energy transfer efficiency is not keeping up.
Energy transfer efficiency can be viewed as a human dynamic system that integrates strength, speed, precision, and other skills.
A skilled boxer can achieve a conversion rate of 70% to 80%, meaning that when they throw a punch, at least 70% to 80% of the force is effective.
The conversion rate for ordinary people is generally below 40%, meaning that the fist loses most of its kinetic energy before it hits the target.
To improve this conversion rate, it's not as simple as just putting in time and effort; talent and comprehension are both indispensable.
Looking at the numbers on the screen, Aura broke out in a cold sweat, but quickly pretended to be calm and said, "You're lucky, Asian kid, but you're still a long way from the 800 points we agreed on."
"What did I say?" Donya spread her hands: "The boxing ring isn't for nothing. I said you could only score 800 points at most, and that's just an ideal situation. I can test the actual punching power of everyone I've fought."
A test? It's more like getting beaten up, girl! I'd call you the legendary king of durability! Nothing more than being able to take a beating.
Entering the second punching power test, Ma Jieke chose to use technology, otherwise all that hard work would have been for nothing.
Glancing at the skill panel, there were two skills that could temporarily boost combat power: [Fake Boxer] and [Explosive Shield].
In summary, the fake boxing champion is only suitable for fighting games. After all, it's a random summoning system, and not all legendary fighters play boxing. If you get a wrestling or judo character, it's basically a waste of time.
But the Burst Shield is different; it's as if it was specifically designed for punching power tests.
【Explosive Shield】: Passively gain a shield that reduces damage taken by 90%. The shield expires after taking damage, causing your next attack to deal double damage. Cooldown: 10 minutes.
With high damage immunity and a stable double critical hit rate, if used well, it can withstand a bullet. In melee combat, as long as it hits, it can easily handle opponents of higher caliber (K0).
"Do me a favor." Under everyone's watchful eyes, Majek asked Tonya, "Punch me in the stomach."
Huh? What kind of weird fetish is this? Are you a masochist, huh? Do you like being attacked in the stomach by big foreign women?
"I'm serious." Seeing the strange look in Donya's eyes, he explained earnestly, "Last time we were in the boxing ring, have you forgotten how I turned the tables and won? My coach told me that I'm a fighter, and only when I'm in a fighting state will I unleash my hidden potential."
"Come on, give me a punch. Don't have any mental burden. Use as much force as you can."
Seeing that Ma Jieke's tone was very sincere, and recalling the course of the competition, it seemed that this was indeed the case.
"Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony. Just bear with it."
Before she could finish speaking, Donya threw a punch that landed squarely on Ma Jack's abs.
The onlookers were too frightened to watch, and a chorus of gasps erupted from the crowd.
Goodness, that's 900 points of force in one punch. If that hit someone, they'd be flying!
Majek dared to do this because he believed that Donya would not use her full strength.
After all, he had shown leniency in the boxing ring last time, minimizing the harm he caused her, and the two became friends as a result.
Sure enough, the Russian girl threw a punch with great force, shouting "Hurrah!" But only an expert could see that she deliberately stepped on the foot brake before hitting Majerke's abdomen.
This reduces the damage by at least 70%, roughly equivalent to a punch thrown by an average person.
The remaining 30% of the power will be further reduced by 90%, which, in terms of real-world tactile sensation, is roughly equivalent to being punched in the chest by a cute little girl's tiny fists.
After the shield was shattered, a mysterious power surged through his body.
Based on previous tests, this is a beneficial buff that lasts until the skill's cooldown ends, which is ten minutes.
Ten minutes later, regardless of whether you caused any damage, this buff will automatically disappear, probably to prevent players from exploiting a bug.
Otherwise, you could hit yourself every ten minutes, endlessly stacking critical hits, and when you reach a certain level, punch a hole through the Earth.
Of course, this is just an exaggerated analogy. If such a mechanism really existed, if you threw a punch, you would definitely be the first to die.
The principle is very simple: all forces are relative. If you can destroy a star with one punch, your body must be able to withstand the corresponding force. To put it bluntly, if you were to be punched, you would have to be harder than the Earth.
"Hoo." Taking a deep breath, Ma Jieke chose to go all out.
The power is transmitted sequentially from the feet, legs, waist, shoulders, and arms, ultimately concentrating at a single point and erupting from the fist.
Boom! With a terrifyingly loud bang, the target was violently thrown upwards, and the punching power testing machine shook violently several times.
With a snap, the rocker arm connecting the sensing area and the target could not withstand the strange force and broke, falling to the ground with a thud.
At the same time, the machine frequently lit up, accompanied by piercing electronic sound effects, and the numbers on the display screen spun rapidly.
Ones digit: nine! Tens digit: nine! Hundreds digit: nine!
Nine hundred and ninety-nine! But this is not Majesty's limit, but the machine's limit.
The chubby little guy spoke up, and the scale read 260!
The scene was completely silent, a deathly stillness settling in. Everyone's eyes were wide open, their mouths agape.
Sizzle... sizzle sizzle...
It's possible that the target being hit was broken, triggering a short circuit, because a very clear electrical sound could be heard.
The bright red 999 on the screen twisted twice, turning into a garbled screen with horizontal and vertical stripes.
*Snap!* The entire display screen went black, the punch strength testing machine was forcibly shut down, and wisps of smoke and the smell of burnt wiring wafted out from the machine's gaps.
No... huh? No... huh?
Almost everyone's brain operates at the same frequency.
Is this a human? Is this fucking a human? A poet from the Root Division, a poet from the Myriad Springs Division, a poet from the Absolute Division!
Seeing everyone standing there dumbfounded, Ma Jie said awkwardly, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect this machine to be of such poor quality. It looks like the guys behind us won't be able to play."
"You..." After glancing at the broken punching power testing machine and then at the harmless Ma Jack, Aura was so frightened that she couldn't utter a complete sentence.
A few seconds later, the entire bar was filled with applause, screams, and whistles. It was amazing, absolutely incredible! If this video were uploaded online, I can't even imagine how many views it would get.
Donya's eyes were filled with despair, and she covered her head with her arms in shock: "Jack, your explosive power... my god, I feel like you could kill a bear, a grown brown bear."
"Not at all," Ma Jieke chuckled easily. "It was just an exceptional performance; it doesn't reflect my true ability."
"You're still being modest? No way! I want to become your student, and I want to terminate my contract with my current coach!"
"Oh bro, let me see your arm." Franklin was equally shocked, his mind reeling. He grabbed MaJack's arm, examining it from all angles. "You're a robot, aren't you? Just admit it, there's definitely metal under your skin. I've seen Westworld, you can't fool me!"
Damn, MaJack is speechless. He's even brought up robots. You might as well just call me a mutant.
"So, ma'am, does the bet you just made still stand?"
After glancing at the punching power testing machine that was already smoking, Ma Jieke looked directly at Aura, who had been spouting discriminatory remarks.
The latter's face turned ashen with rage, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "It doesn't count, it definitely doesn't count! This machine has been sitting here for almost ten years, and its internal circuitry is already worn out. You were lucky enough to catch it malfunction, and you got this result by sheer luck. Why should I acknowledge it?"
Huh? This time, not only was Ma Jieke stumped, but the onlookers were also completely dumbfounded.
I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless. Compared to you, South Korea is nothing.
And yet you still stand there advocating for Black superiority? I think your very existence is a stain on the face of your entire race!
If you lost, you lost. Why not just admit it openly? Anyone with a brain wouldn't be swayed by your excuse about the foot.
"Why doesn't that count?" Seeing that she was about to renege, Donya was the first to stand up and protest: "To tell you the truth, we are both amateur boxers, specializing in UFC fighting. I can guarantee with my integrity that this is his true level, without any exaggeration."
Upon hearing what Donya said, Aura recalled that the Russian girl had mentioned things like boxing rings and fighting techniques before.
But she was completely immersed in her own world, only thinking about how to put others down. Now it seems that what she said was probably true.
"I support the Asian boy." In response to Tonya's protest, a black man immediately stood up to show his support.
"Me too. Haven't you heard that they're all kung fu masters?"
"Hey, if you're planning to break the contract, we'll just skip out on the bill. You have the right to act like a scoundrel, and we have the right to just walk away."
See? It turns out that no matter where you are, there are more people with normal thinking and logic than idiots.
Aura was speechless after being rebuked, but she couldn't bring herself to argue.
This is a common problem among racists: they always believe they are right and will never admit to mistakes that have already occurred.
As the crowd grew increasingly agitated, a deep, weathered voice came from behind them. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was the same old cowboy bartender from before.
"Bryman, you have to accept the consequences of your bet. I'm also one of the partners in this motel, so I'm in charge of this. Everyone, order whatever you want to drink, it's on me."