Chapter 79: An Sheng! Don

“Thump—”

The punch force machine displayed: 198 kg—

The little fox’s eyes widened in shock, staring dumbfounded at Yu Xueqing as she unleashed a heavy punch that slammed into the punch force machine.

Yu Xueqing’s body surged forward and back, constantly adjusting her stance; when she found the optimal point of power generation, she struck without hesitation, unleashing an astonishingly terrifying force in a relentless assault.

In the end, Yu Xueqing finished with a sweeping leg whip; the punch force machine, bolted firmly to the ground, visibly trembled under the impact.

“Aqing, should I go get you a Heaven-Emperor Halberd right now? You just punched nearly four times your own body weight.”

“This far exceeds professional boxer standards—could a college student really generate this kind of punch force?”

The little fox was stunned speechless, foxes were dumbfounded.

An Sheng had never boxed, but back in the office, a colleague who frequented the gym often bragged about his strength and occasionally talked about boxing.

He said that in the same weight class, anyone who could punch with 1.2 times their body weight was an amateur boxer.

Those who could hit with 1.5 or even 1.8 times their body weight were professional-level boxers.

An Sheng didn’t remember the exact numbers—he’d just picked up fragments while listening to his colleague’s nonsense.

But An Sheng knew Yu Xueqing’s weight: she was just over 1.7 meters tall and weighed around 55 kilograms.

A girl weighing a hundred jin delivered a punch of four hundred jin.

Aqing, aren’t you one of those spirit folk from our village who fight spirit beasts?

“Mmmmm?”

An Sheng, filled with suspicion, scampered over to Yu Xueqing’s side, raised his tiny fox paw, pinched her thigh and patted her butt, trying to figure out where she’d hidden all her muscles.

“Hehehe, don’t tickle me, it’s so itchy!”

Yu Xueqing, caught off guard by the suspicious little fox’s investigation, lost her martial heroine composure, crouched down, and tried to stop the fluffy fur from rubbing against her legs.

The fluffy fur of the fox was incredibly itchy, carrying a peculiar, nerve-tickling sensation.

The punch force machine’s screen still displayed the value of Yu Xueqing’s final leg whip strike.

A bright red 273 kg flickered silently on the display.

The muffled thud of the punch test drew glances from some teachers and students in the first-floor classrooms of the Youth Palace; but when they saw the number on the screen, they were utterly stunned.

The students still attending summer classes at the Youth Palace were precisely those who had failed their physical fitness tests.

Now, seeing the number on the screen, their expressions toward Yu Xueqing were as if they were staring at a deity.

Yet Yu Xueqing herself felt nothing upon seeing the machine’s reading.

When she graduated high school, her charged punch already delivered 157 kg of force; in college, she often carried and lifted heavy loads in experimental farmland.

In the new agricultural academy, women were treated like men, and men like beasts—it was normal.

She ate three bowls of rice a meal; being strong was only natural.

The senior students majoring in transportation were the ones she truly admired.

Their teacher had once said, “What’s hard about plowing fields? The logistics majors from the next city, during their night shifts, still carry forklifts.”

It’s not that your seniors drive forklifts—it’s that they lift the forklifts off the delivery trucks, then carry them on their backs to deliver to customers.

…………

After playing around with her little fox in front of the physical fitness classroom for a while,

Yu Xueqing took her little fox and continued strolling through the park inside the Youth Palace.

The Youth Palace was enormous, no smaller than any Zhongshan Park across the country.

The green physical fitness program was introduced, with grades counted toward the college entrance exam, primarily to reduce sudden deaths and myopia among fragile students.

The national curriculum was typically divided into two parts.

One: physical conditioning.

After class began, students warmed up, then jogged; after jogging ended, they moved to the fitness square for strength training.

Two: stretching exercises.

After warming up, jogging, and strength training, students went to classrooms for stretching and aerobics.

Compared to stretching exercises with their strange contortions and movements, Yu Xueqing preferred physical conditioning—she’d climbed mountains and swum in ponds since childhood, so the drills were simple.

It was the flexibility-focused stretching classes that nearly gave her a herniated disc in high school.

But remembering the bonus points for the college entrance exam, Chen Peipei had gritted her teeth and enrolled Yu Xueqing in an advanced class, even signing her up for a crash-course yoga class to improve flexibility.

When the tuition bill arrived, Chen Peipei nearly bit her molars to shards.

Yoga class!

She’d been practicing with online influencers—she’d never even had a private one-on-one instructor—and yet her own stupid daughter got it first.

Chen Peipei swore: if Yu Xueqing failed any other subject on the college entrance exam, she could just retake it—but if she didn’t score high in green physical fitness,

she’d fold her daughter into a foldable screen.

To avoid becoming a foldable screen, Yu Xueqing had many vivid memories of her youth spent at the Youth Palace.

“Hey~ Long time no see.”

“It’s been years—how’s Little Jin?”

Yu Xueqing brought her little fox to the Youth Palace’s green lawn where she’d arranged to meet Qiu Lingling.

Yu Xueqing bought a small bag of bread from the snack stand, broke it into crumbs, squatted before the scenic river, and smiled warmly as she greeted the koi in the pond.

“Pop pop pop—”

The little coal-gas-can koi in the scenic river seemed to recognize Yu Xueqing—they swarmed over, eagerly rubbing against her palms, showing little interest in the bread crumbs tossed into the water.

“Huh? Little Jin… was sacrificed?” Yu Xueqing, as if understanding something, turned pale with shock.

“Pop pop pop!”

Each plump koi opened its mouth to explain the full story.

It wasn’t exactly a sacrifice.

Rather, a fisherman, unable to resist his urge, saw the fat koi in the river—koi that didn’t flee but instead came up to beg for bait—and got angry.

He grabbed a net, and the golden koi in Yu Xueqing’s mouth was scooped away.

Afterwards,

the fisherman caused trouble for fifteen days.

The golden koi, worth less than 630 yuan on the market, got sick for about 3,000 yuan in medical bills—the fisherman was fully liable.

The Youth Palace was state-run.

But local businesses had donated, and to thank them, the Youth Palace placed ornamental fish engraved with the donors’ names into the river.

The fisherman didn’t net a fish—he netted the Youth Palace’s Honorary Chairman.

“That’s that bad?” Yu Xueqing’s heart jolted after hearing the koi’s tale.

They’d kidnapped the Youth Palace’s Honorary Chairman.

The little fox crept to the riverbank, staring at the little coal-gas-can koi with deep suspicion, wondering how they could possibly swim in the water.

But!

At that moment, a desperate scream erupted from across the river.

Qiu Lingling’s voice trembled with tears:

“An Sheng! Run away quickly! Don’t let that Canadian girl touch you!”

“She just ate poop and jumped into the river!”

“Run! An Sheng, run!”

An Sheng and Yu Xueqing looked up and saw Qiu Lingling on the riverbank ten meters away, along with a cream-colored Labrador of Canadian origin.

The cream-colored Labrador’s eyes gleamed as it stared at the white fox across the river.

Labrador.

Water retriever.

Fox.

Bloodline had awakened.

“.Holy shit?” An Sheng gasped, scrambling onto Yu Xueqing’s head and settling down neatly as a fox-fur hat; Yu Xueqing, upon hearing this, was also stunned.

(End of Chapter)