Although this value gives people a very unrealistic feeling, but after thinking about it carefully, Jiang Hao feels that everything is reasonable.

His current total amount of energy and blood is close to the level of a bronze mirror warrior, but he is limited by his own physique, so he is unable to exert his full strength.

If he can strengthen his physique, even if his cultivation level cannot reach that level, his combat power may reach an astonishing level.

This is equivalent to him possessing the ultimate talent in disguise, which is no different from those of the proud ones.

Martial arts practice certainly requires perseverance and diligence, but innate talent is even more important.

The original person's cultivation was mediocre in the early years, precisely because his own talent was too poor.

In an instant, Jiang Hao's thoughts on his cultivation suddenly became clear.

"When I get the chance later, I will get a physical cultivation method and practice it no matter how much it costs. But for now, let's see what my current ultimate combat power is!"

Thinking like this, Jiang Hao concentrated his energy and punched the machine again.

Bang!

With a dull crashing sound, the entire machine shook violently. Even the joints of the machine made a harsh creaking sound. It seemed as if it was about to fall apart at any time.

The values ​​on the electronic screen flashed rapidly, and finally settled after a few seconds.

"Hiss~"

When he saw the final number, even though he had a premonition, Jiang Hao couldn't help but gasp.

The combat power has doubled than before!

Simply looking at the numerical value, the attack he just made has already reached the combat power standard of the eighth level of the Black Iron Realm.

This result made Jiang Hao tremble with excitement. He was only at the second level of the Black Iron Realm, but he had a combat power that was not weaker than the eighth level.

It’s against the heavens, it’s really against the heavens!

But he soon calmed down. The results of the machine test cannot completely represent a person's strength.

After all, no matter whether the opponent is a human or a monster, they will not stand still and give you enough time to accumulate power. This only reflects the strength of the warrior from one side.

Furthermore, this value also requires repeated testing to roughly estimate a person's strength.

Therefore, after Jiang Hao finished the punch, he did not continue, but took a short rest. When his energy and blood recovered, he punched the machine again.

This time he didn't stop, but kept punching him one after another.

Under his blow, the machine vibrated violently and made a loud banging sound. Along with the blow, the numbers on the electronic screen were also constantly changing.

Until it finally stayed at eight thousand, it stopped changing and finally stabilized.

Jiang Hao also stopped at this time, put his hands on his knees, and stood there breathing heavily.

This time he didn't leave any energy behind, all his energy and blood burst out.

After all, it is not a professional equipment.

According to the instructions on the back of the machine, eight thousand is already the upper limit of this combat power tester. It is also the peak combat power range of the Black Iron Realm.

Although no specific numerical value has been obtained, Jiang Hao also knows that his combat power is within this range, and even if it is high, it is probably not much higher.

And in actual combat, it would be impossible for him to punch with such high power. This would place too high a load on the body.

After just such a short period of time, he now felt sore and weak all over, and he could hardly lift his arms.

But even so, he is still very excited. At least the test results prove that he has the potential to approach the peak combat power of the Black Iron Realm, and may not be far from the Bronze Mirror.

You must know that he is now at the third level of the Black Iron Realm!

"Finally, I didn't embarrass the time traveler!" Jiang Hao thought excitedly.

He rested for a while holding on to the machine, and was about to go home, but at this moment, a frustrated voice came from behind.

"What are you doing so late at night? You're not letting people sleep. You must be fucking sick! Are you looking for death?"

While he was talking, a burly man with a knife in his hand walked toward him angrily.

Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face. He had forgotten that he was enjoying the fight this early in the morning, but it did affect the rest of others.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for disturbing your rest!" After all, it was his fault first, so Jiang Hao apologized quickly.

When the other party saw that Jiang Hao was an old man, he was stunned for a moment. Maybe it was because of his age, and because he kept bowing and apologizing, his attitude was considered sincere, and his anger subsided a bit.

However, the strong man couldn't help but lecture him, "Why are you here fighting in the middle of the night if you don't sleep? If you don't sleep, others won't sleep either? Do you have any quality!"

"Yes, yes, you are right, I did something wrong, I apologize to you!" Jiang Hao bowed to him again and again to apologize.

"Old guy, if it weren't for your age, I'd have to kill you with my bad temper! Get out! Don't let me see you again!"

"I'm really sorry, young man, I'll leave right now." Jiang Hao was not angry because of the other party's attitude.

To put things into perspective, if it were me, and someone got into a fight in the middle of the night, my temper would probably not be any better than that of the strong man in front of me.

He smiled awkwardly at the strong man, and then left quickly without looking back.

Not long after Jiang Hao left, a woman ran over in a hurry. Seeing the strong man standing alone with a knife in his hand, she couldn't help but asked nervously, "What are you doing with the knife! You are crazy!"

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that chivalrous people use force to break the ban. Martial arts in this world are prosperous, and there are naturally not a few people who threaten to use force to break the ban. Because of this, the management of warriors in the city is very strict.

Not to mention murder, even fighting under the precepts is a serious crime.

So when she saw the man going out with a knife, the woman was so anxious that she chased him out. But her feet were not as fast as the man's, so she was a step too late.

The woman was afraid that the man would cause something, so she asked nervously, "Are you okay?"

"What could possibly happen? I'll see how anxious you are." The man said with a nonchalant expression, "An old man stayed up most of the night, banging things over there! Damn it, you're crazy!"<

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The woman immediately became nervous after hearing this, "You didn't do anything to me, did you?"

"No, I scolded him and ran away!" The man stepped forward and took the woman into his arms, saying with a disdainful expression, "The old man didn't even dare to let out a fart. It's just because he is older. If it were anyone else, I would have to chop him up today.

You can’t kill him!"

"Chop! You know how to chop!" the woman spat and gave him a fierce look, "How many times have I told you! Can you change your temper? What will I do if something happens?"

"I'm not bragging, the people who can touch me haven't been born yet!" The man became more and more enthusiastic as he talked. He looked like a king of heaven, "Who is dissatisfied? Look at how I deal with him!"
Chapter completed!