I can transfer damage

"I lost!"

Although he could still fight, Xiong Jiahe knew that if this continued, his speed would slow down, and he might be knocked out by Lu Ziye with one punch.

That would be a huge loss of face; it's better to admit defeat early.

"Holy crap, this guy actually won!"

"This classmate looks so familiar!"

"Isn't that the guy who won the 400-meter championship at the sports meet?"

"Damn, his punches are that powerful. It's a waste that he's not in our club!"

As Lu Ziye listened to the chattering of his classmates, he took off his gloves. Bai Yao was already waiting beside him. She looked Lu Ziye up and down and, seeing that he didn't seem to be injured, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The worry in his eyes turned into surprise.

Humans are drawn to strength, and women especially so. Their worship of power will not diminish even after hundreds of years of technological advancement.

After spending the day together, Lu Ziye had a very impactful impression on her.

Are you alright?

"It's alright!"

Lu Ziye waved his hand, preparing to leave with Bai Yao, but just as they were about to go, Xiong Jiahe called out, "Hey, wait!"

Lu Ziye turned around, thinking to himself, "Still not convinced?"

Xiong Jiahe knew that Lu Ziye had misunderstood, but seeing Bai Yao's unfriendly gaze, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Sigh, after chasing his white moonlight for so many years, it's impossible not to feel hurt when someone else wins him over in less than a month. But he also knows that even if he secretly finds someone to teach Lu Ziye a lesson, Bai Yao won't come back, or even...

This may cause some unnecessary trouble.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to know exactly how hard that punch was!" Xiong Jiahe said, pointing to the boxing machine on the wall beside him. "Could you please record it?"

After the fight, Xiong Jiahe only knew that Lu Ziye's punches were very heavy, but in reality, he was not hit by Lu Ziye's heavy punches.

Even his opponent's hasty counterattack was enough to overwhelm him.

Lu Ziye raised an eyebrow. He also wanted to know how powerful he was now!

"How many points do you think he can score?"

"His weight is definitely over 300 kilograms!"

"It might be a bit difficult, mainly because some people haven't been trained and don't know how to exert their full power!"

"Our club president can punch 320 units, but he can't compare to us in weight or height!"

Height and weight can directly affect punching power. For example, Xiong Jiahe's maximum right punch power is 268 kilograms, which is already a very good figure for an amateur, especially since he practices Taekwondo.

Xiong Jiahe stared at Lu Ziye with some urgency. The champion in the Shanghai Normal School's punching power was 398 kilograms, but that was a legacy of history. The senior who created that history had graduated several years ago.

Moreover, that person used to be a professional boxer, had some fame, and I heard he's now a boxing coach.

Lu Ziye glanced at the data displayed next to the machine. The first place was 398, and the name was Zhang He!

Lu Ziye took a deep breath and then threw a straight punch.

With a loud bang, the machine beeped, and the numbers began to spike.

180

250

300

350

……

"Holy crap, it's still growing!"

"No way, no way, is Zhang He's record about to be broken?"

"Holy crap, it's over 380!"

"Wow, it's about to break 400!"

The students stared wide-eyed, their fists clenched, intently at the flashing numbers on the machine.

They looked just like expectant fathers waiting outside the delivery room!

at last……

The number 400 appeared on the machine.

"Holy crap, it really broke 400!"

"Wow, our school's new boxing champion has arrived!"

"Holy crap, that punch weighs 400 kilograms! If my body gets grazed by it, I'll be half dead!"

The numbers were still rising, but very slowly, and finally stopped at 411!

New record!

Inside the venue, someone cheered first, and then an even bigger celebration ensued.

Xiong Jiahe stared intently at the number, feeling a chill run down his spine. Good heavens, 411 kilograms in one punch! Luckily, he was quick-witted. Otherwise, if Lu Ziye had really punched him, even if he wasn't knocked out, he would have been in the hospital for a few days.

"Hey, where is everyone?"

"What about that classmate?"

People noticed that Lu Ziye was missing, and they all started searching for him!

After all, someone this good should be recruited into the gang.

But at this moment, Lu Ziye had already pulled Bai Yao out of the venue.

It was already past 8 p.m., and although the teaching building was still brightly lit, students could still be seen moving around the campus from time to time.

After all, university isn't like high school; it's not as strict, and no one attends classes at night.

As for evening self-study...

It's only for freshmen; it's not mandatory for sophomores and juniors. As for seniors, it's already a miracle if they come to school every day.

"Ouch!"

"What happened? What happened? Are you hurt?"

Lu Ziye suddenly swayed and naturally put his hand on Bai Yao's shoulder. Bai Yao didn't seem to notice anything amiss and asked with concern.

"A little, but it shouldn't be anything serious!"

Lu Ziye released Bai Yao, stood up straight, but a look of pain appeared on his face.

"Let me see!"

Seeing this, Bai Yao no longer believed it and started to pull up Lu Ziye's pants.

Lu Ziye quickly dodged, saying irritably, "Hey, hey, you female pervert!"

Bai Yao rolled her eyes and grabbed Lu Ziye, saying, "If you hadn't gotten hurt helping me, I wouldn't have bothered with you!" As she spoke, she tried to pull up Lu Ziye's pants.

"I'll do it myself!" Lu Ziye said helplessly. Fortunately, it was the middle of summer and his pants were thin, quick-drying ones. He simply rolled up one pant leg to his thigh.

immediately……

Bai Yao then noticed large patches of bright red on the outside of Lu Ziye's thighs, and...

That redness clearly indicated a severe blow; beneath the skin were countless tiny blood spots!

"Oh, is it that serious?"

Bai Yao was startled and quickly pulled Lu Ziye to a chair nearby, saying, "Sit down, sit down!"

Lu Ziye put his arm around Bai Yao again, limped over to a chair and sat down. Looking at Bai Yao's worried expression, he thought to himself that the little girl was so easy to fool.

but……

His injury is real, and the pain is real, but if he decides to move out, he can do so immediately.

But the main reason I didn't move was to tease her.

"That Xiong Jiahe, he's so ruthless! I have to tell his parents!"

Bai Yao gritted her teeth, clearly angry.

Lu Ziye opened his mouth, thinking to himself that one should not be a sycophant.

Compared to Xiong Jiahe, his injuries were much less severe, mainly superficial wounds, but it was impossible for Xiong Jiahe not to feel discomfort in his chest for several days.

Even so, Bai Yao still went to file a complaint.

If it were me, I'd probably be so angry I'd vomit blood.

"Never mind, it's a ring match after all, getting a little injured is normal. Besides, it's just a superficial wound, it'll be fine in a few days!"

The fact that Xiong Jiahe was able to simply admit defeat proves that there's nothing wrong with him. He shouldn't provoke him anymore, and as time goes by, the matter will gradually fade away.

Bai Yao frowned, but seeing Lu Ziye's insistence, she had no choice but to nod: "Let's go to the infirmary; your injury needs to be treated!"

Bai Yao quickly helped him up, and took the initiative to put Lu Ziye's arm on her shoulder.

Lu Ziye wasn't reserved at all, leaning almost half his body against Bai Yao, but he held back his strength, otherwise, with his weight, if he pressed half his body against her, how could Bai Yao move!