Noble Husband At the Door novel Chapter 952

"Can I give it a try?" Samuel said. Since he wanted to test his strength, he had to choose the heaviest one.

The coach couldn't help laughing, and even the students and coaches who practiced laughed when they heard this. In the past, no one pretended to be a master, but the result was that they broke their legs and stayed in the hospital for several months.

"It seems that this guy also wants to stay in the hospital."

"You'll be struck by lightning if you pretend to be strong. You don't know what's good for you."

"It's going to be a good show. When do you think the ambulance will come?"

"I bet in ten minutes, he will call an ambulance immediately."

"I bet he will jump off on one leg and leave. He won't b e able to stop himself from calling an ambulance until he reaches the door."

The group of people did not care whether Samuel would hear what they said or not and made fun of him directly.

Samuel came to the sandbag and moved his hand. It was indeed very heavy and did not shake at all.

However, this was exactly what he wanted.

"Can I use it?" Samuel said to the coach and asked.

The coach showed a strong disdain. Since this guy wanted to humiliate himself, he would do as he wished.

"Of course, but our seminary won't take responsibility for the injuries. Think about it carefully," the coach reminded him.

Samuel nodded. He bent his legs slightly and made a horse stance.

Whether it was the coach or the student, they all laughed when they saw this action. At first glance, they knew that he was a layman and even wanted to shake the Iron Bag recklessly.

"If he dares to use his fists, all the finger bones will definitely be broken."

"That's for sure. The sandbag is like an iron wall, with flesh and blood clashing with the iron wall. Can it be touched?"

"Who is this guy? He came to our Taoist temple to show off, and chose this impossible task."

Everyone began to speculate about Samuel’s identity. Some believed that he was here to ruin the auction, while others thought that he was a fool and had made a mistake in the way he acted. In a word, no one believed that Samuel could do it. The expressions on everyone's faces were full of disdain and contempt.

Samuel was ready to attack. He poured all his strength into his right fist.

"He fought with the Iron Bag alone, alone... and so high."

"Is he still human? This guy is a pervert!"

There were exclamations all around, and all kinds of voices were full of disbelief. The unexpected situation and unbelievable things happened in front of them.

When the iron sandbag rose to the highest height, it began to fall back. From the perspective of a normal person, Samuel had to avoid it at this time. Because the weight of the sandbag was enough to seriously injure or even kill a person. However, Samuel stood where he was and did not intend to avoid it.

"Get out of the way, are you looking for death!" The coach shouted at Samuel in panic. He didn't want to see people die in the seminary, and he didn't want this idiot to die here.

Samuel did not move. After withdrawing his right fist, he made a second attack, which meant that he was going to resist the Iron Bag with his fist.

The power generated by the increase in weight was unimaginable.

Everyone felt Samuel crazy. He must have gone mad. Otherwise, how could he have done such a suicidal act?

In a split second, no one could stop Samuel's punch.