Chapter 204: Transcendental
Zhang Feipeng, including Liu Chengdong and Mr. Zhong who were behind the bulletproof glass, all thought that Chen Jue would be able to use his dodging skills to avoid Zhang Feipeng's lightning-fast shot.
But unexpectedly, Chen Jue not only did not dodge, but instead rushed forward and caught the bullet shot from the pistol with his bare hands!
You should know that the gun in Zhang Feipeng's hand is a large-caliber pistol specially made by the base. The bullet it fires can have an initial kinetic energy of 4000 joules, and the initial speed of the bullet can be as fast as 600m/s. The distance between Chen Jue and Zhang Feipeng's standing positions is only about ten meters.
It only takes 0.01 seconds for the bullet to fly over a distance of more than ten meters from the time it leaves the gun!
What is the concept of 0.01 second?
The reaction time of an average person is usually over 0.2 seconds, and the reaction time of an athlete who has received specific training will not be less than 0.1 seconds.
But Chen Jue's reaction time is more than ten times faster than that of the athletes!
It's just this 0.01 second that makes the difference between breaking the world record in a sports event!
And it was during this terrifying 0.01 second that Chen Jue was able to react completely and catch the bullet with his powerful body and finger strength.
The speed, power, incredible reaction, explosive power, and visual capture ability contained in it are all completely beyond the limits of human beings. In the eyes of people other than Chen Jue, it is like their worldview has been shattered, and their brains are boiling and crashing as if they were roasted on fire.
As for the classic boxing phrase that Chen Jue heard the distraught Zhang Feipeng mutter, the complete description should be: "The heart is like gunpowder, the fist is like a bullet, the inspiration comes and the bird can't fly; the body is like a bowstring and the hand is like an arrow, the string sounds and the bird falls, and the supernatural power is revealed."
The general idea of this boxing classic is that when you strike, your heart should explode like gunpowder ignited, that is, the mind in the hidden power should burst forth. And your fist should be as fast as a bullet fired from a gun, and your body should coordinate with it, as tense as drawing a bow string, so that when you strike, even a bird cannot fly out of your palm.
However, the martial arts displayed by Chen Jue have completely exceeded the scope of what is described in this boxing manual. His speed is faster than a bullet, and the power bursting out of his hands is stronger than a bullet. Let alone catching a flying bird, he can even catch a fired bullet. He stunned the whole audience with just one move.
After grabbing the bullet, Chen Jue squeezed the bullet with his hand, feeling the explosive impact force on his two fingers when he received the bullet just now. He had roughly guessed that this large-caliber pistol bullet should not be able to penetrate the defense of his Red Dust Golden Body Skill.
The most direct reaction was that after Chen Jue faced the gun in Zhang Feipeng's hand, he no longer felt the palpitations he had when facing a gunshot from behind by Zhao Zhen in Antarctica.
That was an instinctive reaction of his body. Before, his body was not as strong as it is now and could not be completely immune to bullets.
But now his attributes have skyrocketed, and he has merged all his hard training into the seventh-level [Red Dust Golden Body Technique], which has increased his body's defense to a level comparable to that of metal, naturally eliminating his instinctive fear of bullets.
"Later, I'll find a chance to try out modern thermal weapons such as heavy sniper rifles and fragmentation grenades to see if they can penetrate the defense of the Golden Body Skill." Chen Jue thought.
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Using two fingers to exert force, Chen Jue crushed the bullet in his hand into the shape of a coin. He casually threw it to his feet and then patted the metal dust that splashed on his hands. This was a normal mark caused by the collision and friction between his fingers and the bullet.
Seeing Zhang Feipeng still in a daze, Chen Jue said with a smile: "Instructor Zhang, come back to your senses! Your marksmanship is indeed very good. You were just a little bit away from hitting me."
As for Zhang Feipeng , after seeing Chen Jue's skill of catching bullets with his bare hands, he seemed to be drained of all his energy and spirit. His face was in a trance, and he kept muttering: "Transcendent into saint... Transcendent into saint... Master Chen Jue, your martial arts have reached the pinnacle of all human beings throughout the ages!"
Chen Jue didn't say much after hearing this. Seeing that he was still sleepwalking, it was obvious that his self-confidence had suffered a great blow.
The martial arts he had given up defeated his marksmanship that he was proud of. At this moment, Zhang Feipeng wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.
Chen Jue walked out of the test site, came to the bulletproof glass, and said to Liu Chengdong and Zhong Lao: "Director Liu, Zhong Lao, I take back my previous idea of making a hammer. A pair of 500-jin alloy hammers is indeed a waste of the rocket's carrying capacity. It would be better to make me a pair of soft metal gloves."
Hearing Chen Jue say this, Liu Chengdong suddenly came back to his senses from the horrifying scene of catching the bullet just now and nodded in agreement hurriedly.
Old Zhong, however, was old and had seen all kinds of storms. He did not show too much surprise that Chen Jue caught the bullet with his bare hands. Instead, he smiled and said, "No problem, young man. With your skills, you really don't need any weapons. Your hands are the most powerful weapons."
"But it's better to equip yourself with some weapons, just in case, so that you can deal with some emergencies when you go there." As he said this, Mr. Zhong grabbed Chen Jue's hand and observed it curiously.
Because when Chen Jue caught the bullet with his bare hands just now, his whole body seemed to be glowing with a layer of golden color, which aroused the curiosity of Mr. Zhong, a scientific researcher engaged in aerospace research.
Seeing that the old man was interested, Chen Jue exerted his strength on his palms, slightly showing the appearance of the Red Dust Golden Body Kung Fu, and explained: "This is just a method of exerting strength to practice hard skills horizontally. There is nothing magical about it. It is just like the common Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt. Later, I will compile a set of simple martial arts, and you can also practice it, Mr. Zhong, to strengthen your body."
Seeing Chen Jue say this, Mr. Zhong narrowed his eyes and smiled. He didn't ask any more questions. He then called a few staff members to measure the size of Chen Jue's palms. After asking Chen Jue some detailed requirements for the gloves, they left the equipment R&D and testing site together.
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After leaving the equipment research and development site, everyone took a shuttle bus to an enclosed training room. The training room was extremely spacious and its area was definitely larger than a football field .
The venue is filled with various training equipment, from fitness equipment to high-tech equipment for testing punching power, reaction speed, running speed, etc., as well as medical equipment for testing various indicators of the human body.
In addition, Chen Jue also saw dozens of candidates wearing uniform dark green clothes exercising and testing in front of various equipment. Liu Chengdong introduced that these were the first, second and third level candidates selected from previous competitions.
Chen Jue accidentally spotted Zhou Gang among these candidates, so he waved to him and said hello.
Zhou Gang was also surprised to see Chen Jue appear, accompanied by two base bosses. He put down the test machine, jogged over and shouted excitedly: "Coach! Why are you here?"
Thinking of Chen Jue's skills again, Zhou Gang slapped his forehead and said, "That's right! With your skills, it's only a matter of time before you are accepted into the base!"
Chen Jue took a look at Zhou Gang after not seeing him for several months and found that this silly boy had grown stronger and his steps were steady. It was obvious that he had mastered the essence of Zhuanggong. He nodded with satisfaction and commented: "Not bad, it seems that you haven't been practicing hard recently. You are almost at the limit of Ming Jin . The next step is the An Jin's mind-boosting kung fu. You have to figure it out by yourself. No one else can teach you anything."
"Hehe! Coach, I think you taught me well. You don't know that among so many candidates, I was only ranked third."
"Those first- and second-level seniors are all better than me." Zhou Gang scratched his head and said shyly.
As for Chen Jue, he took a look at the candidates who were training hard in the venue and found that several of them had obvious spiritual imprints, and it was obvious that they had comprehended the ability of dark energy. Two of them were almost the same as Zhang Feipeng and had a superb foundation.
"Are they masters selected from previous competitions?" Chen Jue muttered to himself, then turned to ask Liu Chengdong about Li Xiang.
"Comrade Chen Jue, Comrade Li Xiang you mentioned was the chief instructor of the previous ten classes. We must have met him. But he had no interest in the moon landing, so we didn't recruit him." Liu Chengdong explained with a look of helplessness on his face.
Chen Jue nodded when he heard this, thinking: "I originally wanted to introduce all my friends in the secular world... But now it seems that this cannot be done so carelessly. Most of them have families and relatives. It is impossible for them to be as free and easy as me and put aside everything on earth."
Just as he was thinking about it, Liu Chengdong gathered together dozens of candidates who were in training and introduced to them Chen Jue's identity as a special candidate.
After all, Chen Jue will be the first to land on the moon and go to that strange planet, and he will have to cooperate with the candidates afterwards.
Before boarding the rocket to launch, Chen Jue will participate in training in the base for some time. Liu Chengdong first introduced his identity.
Just upon hearing Chen Jue's identity as a special candidate, these dozens of men and women were all surprised, because they had been called in for so long, but had never heard of the existence of a special-grade candidate above the first-grade candidate.
"What? There's also a special grade?"
"Who is this Comrade Chen Jue?"
"He was the first among the folk martial artists in last year's competition! I was there to watch and he really has some skills."
"It seems like he practices some kind of boat boxing. It seems like Zhou Gang was taught by him."
"Zhou Gang is only a third-level candidate. He hasn't even developed the hidden power of martial arts. How can his coach be rated as a special-level one?"
"Could it be that this person is more powerful than Instructor Zhang?"
Dozens of people were in an uproar. They probably would never have thought that the instructor Zhang they mentioned was still standing in the equipment testing site next door, doubting his life.
As for Zhou Gang, after hearing Chen Jue's status as a special candidate, his face flushed with excitement.
He felt happy at the thought of participating in training with coach Chen Jue.
But after hearing the doubts from his colleagues, Zhou Gang felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to take out the video of Chen Jue punching the sandbag and slap it in the faces of those colleagues who questioned him.
Chen Jue naturally noticed the doubts in the eyes of these candidates, especially two of them, a man and a woman in their thirties who had mastered martial arts to perfection. They looked at him with eagerness to try and challenge him to a duel.
Chen Jue smiled slightly, clasped his fists towards the candidates and said, "I am Chen Jue from An County, nice to meet you all! I am a newcomer and I don't have any other skills, so I will show off my skills a little bit. Please give me your guidance."
After saying that, Chen Jue walked through the crowd and approached a force measuring machine under the gaze of curious, puzzled and suspicious eyes. He planned to measure how much punching power he had now.
