I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 50 - 46 Oh? How far can you throw again? (Please fol

Within these exercise plans and ideas,

Chen Yun had a bold thought.

Could his extre Coordination Control Ability allow him to have a very efficient way of exercising?

For instance, could he directly control the muscles all over his body to perform designated vibrations to achieve the goals of conventional exercises?

If it were possible,

It would obviously be far more efficient than weightlifting and such.

Thinking this, Chen Yun left Bai Shi’s phone number with the staff mber, saying he might consider getting a mbership.

Thereby sending away the staff who had been continuously pitching the mbership.

While lying casually on the bench press, pushing the barbell,

He tried controlling the muscles in his body to exercise through vibration.

But such a difficulty was quite exaggerated.

To control a single muscle group to move even slightly was perhaps possible, but to control designated muscle groups to sustain vibrations was very challenging.

Because that was beyond the capacity of humans.

Only Chen Yun...

Had clearly begun to step beyond the bounds of humanity.

With his attempts,

The muscles all over his body that needed exercising began to vibrate in a controlled manner, including so muscles that most people couldn’t control.

Trying this thod for the first ti seed a bit too effective for him; his physical strength was rapidly depleted, and the effect of the exercise was extraordinarily good.

This vibration didn’t last long before even a physical powerhouse like Chen Yun felt a hint of fatigue.

This brought a hint of joy to Chen Yun.

However, to achieve this level of full-body vibration training, he could only do it two or three tis at most per day.

Because to control all muscles perfectly, relying solely on nerve conduction wasn’t enough; it had to be assisted by Chen Yun’s miraculous spiritual power.

Therefore,

This thod of operation not only exercised physical strength but also trained spiritual power.

Spiritual power, unlike physical strength that could recover in ten seconds, needed a bit longer to recuperate before one could perform muscle vibration again.

Nonetheless, despite this, such a thod of exercising was extraordinarily useful.

It could be considered a mandatory part of his daily training routine.

Thinking this way,

Feeling his physical strength about to bottom out, he quickly placed the barbell back on the rack and stood up with a hint of unsteadiness.

Seeing this, a nearby idle instructor,

Hurried over, ready to support Chen Yun, who seed sowhat unstable on his feet.

Obviously fearing sothing might go wrong,

Chen Yun subconsciously took a step to dodge the burly man’s helping hand.

No way around it.

Who wouldn’t dodge when a bullish big guy cos in for a bear hug?

"Cough, are you okay?"

"Did you perhaps push yourself too hard during the exercise?"

The instructor asked seriously, and seeing that Chen Yun was able to stand firmly, he didn’t approach further.

As he spoke, he also scratched his cheek awkwardly.

"I’m fine, it’s just my first ti training, and I didn’t quite get a grip on it,"

"I’m all right now."

Chen Yun nodded in response.

His complexion, which had been a bit pale, rapidly turned ruddy.

This was the ten-second physical recovery chanism kicking in; other than feeling a bit ntally fatigued from the spiritual power consumption, he imdiately beca full of vigor again.

He had indeed overexerted himself just now,

But not due to the bench press, purely because it was his first attempt at full-body high-frequency muscle vibrations.

Training both physical strength and spiritual power,

He had quickly drained quite a bit of his energy, far more exhausting than running ten kiloters carrying a battle drum’s bronze hamr.

Seeing Chen Yun’s complexion becoming progressively healthier, the instructor, sowhat relieved, nodded and said: "Who guided you around? Why aren’t they by your side to ensure safety? This is negligence on the part of our gym, please forgive ..."

The instructor’s words were cut short halfway through.

Because his gaze strayed to Chen Yun’s bench press rack, and he saw the barbell loaded with 120kg of weights,

He couldn’t help but freeze on the spot.

The instructor turned his head to look at Chen Yun, his face filled with incredulity.

He had seen the newcor bench pressing from afar, even bench pressing several sets, but only now did he notice the weight.

Bench pressing 120kg is very impressive, the strength level definitely surpasses over 99% of n.

Many fitness enthusiasts who have been working out for years might not reach this level.

While it’s not the topmost standard—for instance, the coach himself could push a set of around 170kg, which is pretty much top-tier—

For soone with Chen Yun’s physique, which doesn’t look muscular at all, this level is quite amazing.

And Chen Yun is a beginner at this.

A skinny Chen Yun, on his first ti at the gym, just did several sets of 120kg bench presses?!

That’s a bit outrageous.

Most newcors can only push around 20-40kg on their first ti.

This is simply...

A born muscle monster! A fitness prodigy!

With such upper limb and core strength, a little training would seemingly make him a natural shot put athlete!

Thinking of his other role as the coach at the neighboring shot put gym, the coach looked at Chen Yun with fiery enthusiasm.

"Uh... It might be a little impolite to ask, but are you really a beginner?"

"Could I get to know you? I’m the owner of this gym, and also the chief coach of the affiliated shot put training field."

The coach rubbed his hands, obviously embarrassed about his impolite question.

Upon hearing this,

Chen Yun sensed the coach’s nervous and expectant emotions, glanced at the barbell on his bench press rack, and instantly understood what was going on.

Just now he took all the spare weight plates he saw, not caring about their weight.

After all, it was all the sa to him.

It wasn’t as substantial as holding a "battle drum’s bronze hamr."

Looking at the coach’s expectant gaze, Chen Yun nodded and said, "My na is Bai Shi. Today is indeed my first ti training at the gym."

After all, the coach had shown so concern for him just now.

Whether out of worry for him or for a possible incident in his shop, Chen Yun didn’t want to rudely ignore the man’s question.

Of course,

How much truth was in his answer is another matter.

"Mr. Bai, with your performance on the first bench press, you’re definitely a good fit for shot put. Are you interested in joining our gym? A few days of training here could really make the most of your talent."

"And I also have so connections I can recomnd, even a place on the provincial shot put team isn’t out of the question."

"You could gain both fa and wealth with us."

Hearing Chen Yun admit to being a beginner, the coach’s gaze got even hotter.

Clearly, he was delighted to et a natural shot put talent and excited about the chance to train a top-level athlete.

"Sorry, I’m not really interested."

Chen Yun shook his head in refusal.

However, the coach persisted, following Chen Yun and persuading him insistently, seeming very sincere.

Making it difficult for Chen Yun to refuse a friendly face.

After a mont of thought, Chen Yun followed the coach to the neighboring shot put gym.

But he wasn’t there to join them.

Looking at the coach who thought he was about to succeed in recruiting him, Chen Yun said seriously, "You said you want to train to be a top shot putter, but how far can you throw yourself, coach?"

Chen Yun’s tone was deliberately curious and challenging.

The coach heard the straightforward question: Do you have the ability to teach ?

In response,

The coach chose to answer with action.

He picked up a shot put and, with a professional move, threw it 19.1 ters—it was a performance on the level of a professional shot putter, and one of his rare best throws.

He was confident this was enough.

Watching the coach confidently return after asuring the throw, full of pride and self-assuredness,

Chen Yun casually picked up a shot put.

And threw it.

No more, no less.

The imnse strength and "Coordination Control" allowed Chen Yun to land the shot exactly at 19.2 ters.

Carefully avoiding an accidental world record, but just a bit further than the coach’s throw.

This caused the coach, who was still smiling, to freeze.

Clearly confused, his overloaded brain couldn’t imdiately grasp what had happened.

Seeing this,

Chen Yun calmly turned and walked away.

Without leaving a cloud in the sky.