The movents were so fast that only afterimages remained, akin to a pile driver, simultaneously challenging the limits of human speed and strength.
The dull "pu pu" sound echoed rhythmically in the empty room.
Sweat slid down his well-defined cheeks and neck, dripping onto the cold concrete floor, splashing into dark patches of water.
"997."
"998."
"999."
"1000!"
Accompanied by the final low count, Fang Cheng’s eyes shone brightly, and his posture on the ground abruptly changed.
The hands that steadily supported his body suddenly clenched their fingers, leaving only the index and middle fingers.
Like two steel nails, they were firmly anchored into the cold, rough concrete floor.
Having completed 3 sets of 1000 standard push-ups, Fang Cheng felt sowhat dissatisfied with today’s workout results.
So he significantly increased the difficulty, continuing to challenge the two-finger Zen push-ups.
His body remained as straight as a ruler, with no sag in the waist or back.
Relying only on the strength of two fingers, he once again began a new set of push-up training at an astonishing speed.
An action that would be as difficult as climbing to the sky for ordinary people, Fang Cheng perford smoothly and rhythmically.
As if this was the regular exercise pattern his body was ant to have.
This was no longer simple training but a continuous challenge to the limits of physical fitness.
After completing another consecutive 1000 two-finger Zen push-ups, Fang Cheng finally exhaled a satisfied breath, slowly stood up.
Subsequently, he assud a stance position, inhaling and exhaling, with his entire body muscles trembling slightly, emitting a faint thunderous sound.
After resting for a few minutes, Fang Cheng walked to the center of the living room and looked up toward the ceiling.
Several thick steel pipes had already been fixed with expansion screws, forming a simple yet sturdy rudintary training fra.
Fang Cheng leapt up, grasping the steel pipe overhead securely with both hands, his body hanging without a single wobble.
The next mont, his lat muscles suddenly powered up, contracting fiercely like two resilient wingboards, pulling his entire body upward forcefully.
His chin smoothly passed over the cold steel pipe, with actions clean and sharp, bursting with explosive power.
For him, pull-ups, this kind of basic action, has long lost its challenge.
At this mont, Fang Cheng pursued consecutive repetitions under extre speed and explosiveness.
Sweat beads, like broken pearls, flung off his firm muscles as his body rapidly heaved and ascended.
"Hoo—"
Fang Cheng let out a breath of turbid air, resting for a mont.
He completed 1 set of 1000 pull-ups.
Imdiately after, it was a new set of 1000 hanging leg raises.
Fang Cheng stabilized his core, legs held tight, relying on his remarkably non-human waist and abdominal strength, raised, flipped his legs upward until his toes firmly touched the steel pipe overhead.
Thus effortlessly completing a hanging leg raise, with the high difficulty of the straight leg touch bar.
The muscles around his waist and abdon were clearly defined, like the hardest armor plates, coordinating the whole body’s power with each leg raise.
One group after another, like a tireless machine.
Sweat had long soaked through his sports shorts, flowing freely along the lines of his muscles’ grooves.
Heavy but highly rhythmic breathing sounds echoed in the spacious room.
Mixed with the steaming heat from sweat evaporation, creating an atmosphere of primitive intensity and pure masculinity.
This body, tempered countless tis, had long stepped beyond the mundane category, each inch holding a force enough to astonish ordinary people.
Outside the window, the modern buildings, in orderly rows, slowly woke.
In the further distance, the sparkling sea, a red sun was slowly rising.
Sunlight stread through the gaps between buildings, penetrating the floor-to-ceiling window, pouring in like a waterfall, just falling onto Fang Cheng’s sweating body.
The rough concrete walls, cold steel fra, in the morning light reflection, seed to be stained with a layer of warmth filter.
And Fang Cheng under the sun, his bronze skin glistening with a healthy glow, the flowing sweat beads refracting splashes of dazzling golden light.
The bulging muscle lines, as if carved by a chisel and axe, were clearly visible, full of primitive and wild strength.
At this mont, sweat, muscles, and sunlight intertwined, producing an almost sacred illusion.
Like a War God statue being ticulously sculpted, brimming with vigorous vitality.
When the excitent of the flesh reached a certain peak, Fang Cheng’s movents gradually eased, his body completing the last exertion in the air, hanging steadily.
Then controlling his strength, he slowly descended from the steel pipe, his feet making a sound as soft as feathers landing as they touched the ground.
Fang Cheng’s chest heaved powerfully, adjusting his breath rhythm, feeling the hot rush of blood coursing through his veins, allowing the sweat to glide smoothly from his body.
As his eyes shone, a light blue semi-transparent screen appeared before him.
[Push-up Experience 6]
[Push-up Lv3 (201/1000)]
[Deep Squat Experience 4]
[Deep Squat Lv3 (158/1000)]
[Leg Lifting Experience 7]
[Leg Lifting Lv2 (319/500)]
[Pull-up Experience 7]
[Pull-up Lv2 (354/500)]
[Back Bridge Experience 6]
[Back Bridge Lv2 (291/500)]
[Inverted Push-up Experience 6]
[Inverted Push-up Lv2 (302/500)]
Looking at the main gains of today’s morning workout, Fang Cheng nodded slightly.
Not bad.
The three Master Level Skills: Leg Lifting, Pull-up, and Inverted Push-up, have all exceeded 300 experience points, not far from leveling up.
As for reaching the Grandmaster Level push-ups and deep squats, experience gains have beco exceedingly slow, accumulating only gradually over ti.
This ad-hoc adjusted training plan has such an effect, Fang Cheng is very satisfied.
Currently limited conditions, not even the usual weights and straps for load training brought over from ho.
But by greatly increasing movent speed, increasing set repetitions, and challenging self-explosiveness and endurance with higher difficulty advanced moves.
Fang Cheng achieved a training effect comparable to usual load training.
Of course, the result of this is that the entire morning exercise was almost dedicated to physical training, even extending much longer than usual.
Fang Cheng glanced at the sports watch tossed aside—the screen displayed: 8:29.
Timing it, the renovation workers should arrive soon.
Fang Cheng stopped his intention to continue practicing Air Attack to boost fighting skill experience.
After all, this morning exercise had already expended almost all his energy.
Moreover, the fierce battle that broke out unexpectedly last night yielded far more than he had anticipated.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng’s mind stirred, switching panels to the string of skill prompt information from earlier.
[Running Experience 15]
[Qigong Experience 15]
[Sanda Experience 25]
[Muay Thai Experience 20]
[Jujutsu Experience 20]
...
His gaze finally fixated on a line of particularly dazzling light tip—
It was important information about the boxing skill change.
[Congratulations, through your efforts far beyond ordinary people and crucial practical breakthrough, your skill has reached the Grandmaster Level]
[Boxing Lv3 (0/1000)]
[Gained enhancent reward, Skill Effect "Infinite Continuous Punching"]
Fang Cheng focused his attention, carefully studying the specific description of this newly acquired skill effect.
[Infinite Continuous Punching]
[When launching continuous punches, each successful hit on the target can increase the speed of the next punch by 10%, theoretically infinitely stackable within the range of constitution attributes capacity]
[When the combo count reaches over fifty tis, can trigger a locking effect, causing the target encased by the punch to fall into a temporary stiff state (stiff duration related to opponent’s spirit and constitution attributes)]
[Note, whether using one hand or both, any attack interval must not exceed 0.1 seconds, otherwise, it will reset imdiately]
[If you can punch continuously more than a hundred tis within 0.5 seconds, a hurricane-like punch pressure can be ford, impacting all targets within linear range. The more punches, the greater the power, and upon reaching the maximum number, if the punch directly hits the target, it will trigger the "Storm Ending Punch," causing destructive effects]
[Warning, ultra-high-frequency punching requires beyond ordinary bone density and muscle strength for support, and significantly depletes stamina, ordinary people using this skill must exercise caution, proceed gradually, otherwise, it could lead to severe physical injury]
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