บท 42: Holy Crap

The three female companions around the young heirs all let out sounds of admiration.

The young master that threw the punch was enjoying the glory and attention. He smiled at the female instructor and didn't say anything, but his eyes flashed with hints of disdain.

The female instructor's cold and prideful face remained indifferent.

The young master backed up a few steps, and with a run-up, he swung hard at the target.

With a loud bang, the force measured went straight up to 299 kg, causing even his two bros to exclaim in excitement.

"So close, Zhou, you were so close to breaking through the 300 mark!"