Demons Beside You 104 Data Tes

Rutherford didn't think too much about it. He may be a track runner, but he'd occasionally practiced boxing before too.

Of course, he didn't train to go compete. It was for the coordination of his arms. The movement of arms was especially important for sprinters.

In fact, running with a different posture might bring a 0.1 second difference.

Rutherford looked at how David punched and chuckled. His move was really improper, but the sandbag broke the moment he punched it. Sand shot out of the other side.

Rutherford gaped at David in shock. "Amazing."

"I'm sorry, I broke your sandbag," David said apologetically.

"It—it's okay… Are you a professional fighter?"

"No, I'm a police officer."

"Have you partic.i.p.ated in the FDD before?"

The FDD was an annual wrestling compet.i.tion held for the police in America. The top fighters in the police field from all over the country partic.i.p.ated. If they went with boxing rules, these elites would be unable to compare to the boxing kings, but if they went with free sparring, they could produce a few kings.

"No."

"Then how come your punch is so strong?" Rutherford asked curiously.

"Ask Chen." David pointed at Chen Zhao.

Rutherford turned in confusion and looked at Chen Zhao.

"I brought him over to show you my results. I can raise a person's physical fitness. It's permanent too. These are his blood test results." Chen Zhao handed it to Rutherford.

Rutherford could read the results. After all, he had to do more than 100 blood and urine tests each year. He was familiar with the numbers.

Of course, most of the blood tests were to allow the athlete to understand their own condition. The results could show the athlete's current condition clearly.

Rutherford looked at the numbers he was familiar with and couldn't help but gasp. These numbers were better than him, a professional athlete. No, they were much better. Not even many top athletes would have these numbers.

His red blood cell ratio was 2.4 times higher than average. What did this mean? It meant that David's aerobic endurance was stronger than others. He could carry more oxygen.

If David did long-distance running, he could perform well with just these numbers. Of course, if he wanted to reach the top international level, it wasn't just physical fitness. He also needed professionalism and a bit of luck.

David's other aspects were practically all at the top level too.

"David, are you Chen's patient too?"

"No, I'm his lab rat," David said, wanting to both laugh and cry.

Rutherford looked at Chen Zhao with a heated gaze. "I understand why you're confident in sponsoring me now."

'You have machines for testing fitness, right?"

"I have a sink runner and boxing instruments, and that's it. I can't afford expensive things."

Of course, with these numbers, machines weren't necessary. For example, only dumbbells and weights were needed for things like bench pressing, deadlifts, and squats.

"Other than treating your leg, I brought David here today to do some data testing for him."

"No problem… David, do you plan on becoming a professional athlete too?"

"No, no, no," David said, shaking his head. "I'm very satisfied with my current job. I don't plan on becoming an athlete."

The three sets were very easy. David first did deep squats. He could push up to 605 pounds, while he weighed 165 pounds. This weight had surpa.s.sed the world record.

Next was the bench press. His maximum was 516 pounds. This also broke the world record.

The third test was the deadlift. His maximum was 650 pounds. This was close to the world record.

Rutherford was dumbfounded at this. It wasn't strange for an extremely fit and strong athlete to break a world record. Breaking three world records was enough to shock the entire sports industry.

Deep squats, bench presses, and deadlifts tested different muscle strengths.

For example, deep squats mostly tested muscles in the knee, calves, thighs, waist, and shoulders. Bench pressing exercised muscles in the arm, shoulder, and chest. Dead lifts were similar to squats but also a bit different. It was practically impossible to train to the max for all three.

Rutherford looked at David's figure. He couldn't tell that this body contained such power.

"You aren't Captain America, right?" Rutherford joked.

"If I put my uniform on, I can take on the role."

Then they did the sink running. This mainly tested the muscle's movement structure, endurance, activity and heat release.

It was a test that all track runners had to go through. What made Rutherford depressed was that his numbers weren't comparable to David's at all. If David trained in sprinting, he could easily do 100 meters in 9.9 seconds or even faster.

He was like an all-around athlete and all his numbers were practically perfect.

"Chen, you're in charge of whatever treatment and rehab I have to go through." Rutherford had total respect for Chen Zhao now. Giving a non-professional athlete these extreme numbers proved Chen Zhao's professionalism.

At least, no coach or doctor in this world could do it to this extent.

"David, are you sure you don't want to change your career?" Chen Zhao asked, grinning. "I can sponsor you."

With David's current body, he could win something in any compet.i.tion he partic.i.p.ated in. Chen Zhao would definitely make money without any risks.

"Chen, isn't Rutherford enough for you?"

"If I can ensure that I'm making money, no one would mind making a bit more."

"I'm fine. I like being a cop more."

"Or a superhero," Rutherford said, laughing.

"Oh right, you don't have any other conflicts with your club, right?"

"No. Those *ssholes have abandoned me."

"Then what about the qualification for the Star Invitational?"

"I'd applied for it, so it's under my own name. I'm worried if I can step onto the track in a month though. Chen, is a month enough?"

"Of course. I'll let you shock the entire world at the Star Invitational."

"Oh, someone who called himself a coach contacted me in the morning. He says you recommended him. How is he?"

"I don't know about professionalism, but he's cheap enough," Chen Zhao said, smiling.

Chen Zhao wasn't a billionaire. Even if he was investing, he still had to consider the expenses. He had to save whenever possible.

After Rutherford's treatment, he gave some more reminders. Compared to yesterday, Rutherford was clearly more confident and optimistic.

Chen Zhao bringing David here gave him a lot of confidence.