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Chapter 354 Freedom Beyond Restraint, True Aerial Walk

On a warm spring afternoon, the sun shone brightly.

The mountains and forests were quiet, with only a few clear birdsongs occasionally breaking the tranquility from the depths of the woods.

Fang Cheng, carrying a slightly worn blue shoulder bag, walked alone in the mountains.

Sunlight filters through the lush foliage, casting dappled shadows on the ground covered with fallen leaves.

As a gentle breeze blows, the light and shadow sway gently like ripples on water, and the leaves rustle softly.

Beneath his feet was a rarely traveled dirt road that wound its way to the top of the mountain.

This place is quite close to the Western Hills, or more precisely, it belongs to the western foothills.

Although the mountain is not particularly steep, it is still relatively high.

In addition, due to its remote location, the trees grow exceptionally dense and large.

Apart from a few outdoor enthusiasts, few people come here.

As you ascend, the trees begin to thin out, and the view suddenly opens up.

The mountaintop is a vast, flat area with several large, weathered rocks scattered about.

Upon arriving here, the wind noticeably picked up, constantly whipping through our hair and making our clothes flutter.

Fang Cheng walked to the edge of a cliff, stopped, and gazed into the distance.

The rolling green hills spread out like a solidified green ocean at your feet.

Further away, the Yulong Lake, shimmering in the sunlight, resembles a giant piece of jade.

Several tour boats glided slowly across the lake, leaving trails of white ripples.

Fang Cheng's eyes were bright, and his gaze went beyond the lake to a valley a few kilometers to the east.

There, a cluster of gray and white buildings can be vaguely seen.

Several towering cranes were operating, seemingly engaged in large-scale construction.

Fang Cheng understood immediately; that place was the Lu family manor hidden in the Misty Mountains.

Since joining his uncle and Lin Chuqiao in the operation to seize the Golden Benba Bottle, he has never set foot in this area again in order to avoid suspicion.

Now, almost a month has passed, and the initial uproar seems to have completely subsided.

The surrounding forests of Misty Mountain are blocked off by high barbed wire fences, which are said to be used to build a private resort.

According to the information Xu Sanduo gathered, the Lu family has been keeping a low profile lately, with most of the family members staying indoors.

Even the Second Young Master Lu, who frequently dominated the entertainment news, seemed to have suddenly become more refined and quiet, with no more scandals.

The only significant event was the personnel changes within the Jinlu Group, with sweeping layoffs and restructuring that caused quite a stir in the business world.

It seems that the newly appointed head of the family, Lu Yongquan, is quite capable despite his young age.

However, none of this concerns him.

As long as the Lu family doesn't provoke him, Fang Cheng is too lazy to have a direct conflict with such a powerful family that possesses mysterious power.

After all, I did benefit from the other party's influence back then.

Not only did he use the spiritual power of the Golden Bamba Bottle to break through his "Qigong" and "meditation" skills, but he also comprehended "Flame Breathing" and "Spiritual Resonance".

It also absorbed a massive amount of "blood rain," resulting in another leap in physical fitness.

Fang Cheng withdrew his gaze and looked back at the cliff beneath his feet.

At the base of the cliff lies a lush, verdant forest.

Its branches and leaves are incredibly lush, like a huge green carpet, almost completely obscuring the view.

Judging by the distance, the vertical height from here to the forest below is more than 200 meters, which is almost equivalent to the height of a 70-story building.

It was much higher than the last time I did a gliding jump in Misty Mountain.

Jumping directly from that height would far exceed the limits of what the body can currently withstand.

Under the influence of gravity, even if one's current physical attributes exceed 50 points, with strong muscles and hard bones, one will ultimately be smashed into an unrecognizable pile of minced meat.

However, Fang Cheng not only possesses physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people, but also wields extraordinary power derived from his fitness skills.

That's right.

He came here specifically today to experience a brand new "quasi-flight" experience.

By pushing the limits, I can verify just how strong my current hang time ability has become.

The wind on the mountaintop continued to blow.

It was nowhere near as strong as the gale-force winds that night when we flew over Misty Mountain, but it was enough to aid in the test.

Fang Cheng raised his hand to remove the wig from his head and carefully stuffed it into his handbag.

Then, I began to move my body, my wrists, ankles, knees, waist and hips...

Every joint was fully stretched, producing a series of crisp popping sounds like popping beans.

Then, he took a few steps back, lowered his body slightly, bent his knees, and assumed a starting position for a sprint.

With my feet firmly planted on the ground, I could clearly feel the solidity of the earth.

Their gaze locked onto a relatively open area in the distant dense forest, which they designated as their landing point.

The brain begins to work at high speed, simulating the wind speed, angle, and precise ratio of the explosive force required for the jump in the memory palace.

Wait a few minutes.

Fang Cheng raised his wrist and switched his sports watch to "timer and distance measurement" mode.

Finally, take a deep breath and slowly exhale.

All the distracting thoughts in my mind seemed to be expelled from my body along with the breath I exhaled.

The next second, his eyes became incredibly sharp, his gaze shooting out like arrows.

Snapped!
The ground beneath my feet seemed to have been struck by a heavy hammer, instantly creating a clear footprint.

Fang Cheng was like a cannonball fired from its barrel, launching with unstoppable momentum.

His figure transformed into a blurry black shadow, and the moment he reached the edge of the cliff, his leg muscles bulged, and he leaped with all his might!
The powerful burst of force propelled him high into the air, his body tracing a perfect parabola as he leaped dozens of meters over the cliff.

Just as the body reaches the highest point of the parabola and is about to begin its descent—

Time, which was passing by so quickly, seemed to have been paused in that instant.

Fang Cheng was suddenly suspended in mid-air.

There was no support point, nor any external object to rely on.

It just floated there quietly.

It was as if an invisible hand was steadily holding his body between heaven and earth.

Beneath our feet are rolling green mountains.

In the distance, there is a vast, shimmering lake.

The figures of people on the ground, out enjoying the spring scenery, looked as tiny as ants.

This is a completely different, yet wonderfully strange, feeling of weightlessness.

The wind surrounded me, gently caressing my face.

Fang Cheng could vaguely sense that the pull of gravity and the resistance of some force within his body created a subtle force field balance around him.

I stand at this fleeting point of equilibrium, like the absolute calm in the eye of a storm.

Fang Cheng slowly closed his eyes, opened his arms, and fully enjoyed this freedom that transcended all constraints.

At that moment, he seemed to possess the entire world; he was the god of this world!

This feeling of transcending the laws of physics is truly intoxicating and captivating...

According to previous calculations, after advancing to the Grandmaster level in the "Leg Raise" skill and comprehending the secrets of resisting gravity, his basic air time has soared from 3.5 seconds to 6.3 seconds.

Yesterday morning, Fang Cheng had already made a preliminary attempt in his room to test his ability to maintain static hang time after jumping.

Now, it's time to test the hovering effect under dynamic conditions.

Fang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.

Just then, a mountain breeze blew from behind.

With a mental attribute of up to 50 points, Fang Cheng has an extremely keen perception of changes in airflow.

The wind's trajectory, intensity, and even subtle fluctuations are instantly deconstructed and analyzed in my mind.

It's now!

Fang Cheng moved with the momentum, his arms outstretched, his core muscles engaged, and he leaped forward.

The person's posture changed instantly from hovering and standing to gliding and diving.

He accurately detected the pulse of the airflow and converted the wind's thrust into his own power.

The body then began to glide through the air.

With 40 points in agility, Fang Cheng possessed a high degree of control over every muscle fiber in his body. In the air, he was like the most agile swift.

Every subtle attitude adjustment makes the most efficient use of aerodynamics, reducing drag and increasing lift, as if it were blending into the wind.

His sleeves billowed and fluttered, and the satchel on his shoulder swayed.

The speed of gliding forward is getting faster and faster, while the speed of falling is being reduced to the extreme.

But Fang Cheng felt it wasn't enough.

With a thought, the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Breathing Technique was activated.

Rumbling--

With each breath, the internal energy surges, causing the internal organs, muscles, bones, and skin to vibrate slightly, accompanied by a faint rumbling sound.

The next moment, all the pores on my body suddenly opened, and streams of visible white steam shot out from them.

The high-temperature steam created a powerful recoil force behind him, as if his body was equipped with countless miniature boosters.

whoosh-

Fang Cheng's gliding speed suddenly increased, like a low-flying jet fighter, rushing towards the predetermined landing point with a sharp whistling sound.

Unlike the last time when I used the power of the gale in Misty Mountain.

Today, he relies more on his own strength and skills to "fly," which is undoubtedly a huge improvement.

However, the thrill of flying is always fleeting.

After gliding for about a kilometer, Fang Cheng clearly felt that the internal force that resisted gravity was rapidly weakening.

The hang time is about to run out!

Fang Cheng's body began to feel heavy.

The sluggish feeling of free fall regained its dominance.

Immediately afterwards, he plummeted straight down into the green forest below, like a meteorite.

Hula la——

The wind howled wildly in my ears, and my body was falling faster and faster.

The dense, umbrella-like canopy of trees also rapidly magnified in view.

boom--

Fang Cheng's strong body crashed into the jungle like a cannonball, scattering countless broken branches and leaves everywhere.

In the instant he pierced through the tree canopy, there was no trace of panic in his eyes. His arm shot out with lightning speed, precisely grabbing a thick branch.

Click!

The immense impact caused the tree branch, as thick as a bowl, to snap instantly.

The body continued to fall.

He reached out again and grabbed another, thicker branch.

Click!

It was still the crisp sound of breaking.

The third time, he grabbed a fork in the trunk of a giant tree with both hands at the same time.

This time, the tree trunk only shook violently once, and finally did not break again.

Fang Cheng hung from the tree branch with both hands, his body swaying back and forth several times due to inertia.

Once the force is released, the arm muscles suddenly bulge, resulting in an easy double-arm pull-up.

He had silently stood on a tree branch more than 20 meters above the ground.

Fang Cheng let out a soft sigh, turned around, and looked around.

The surrounding area is a tranquil primeval forest, where sunlight is filtered through layers of leaves, leaving only scattered spots of light to shine through.

Fang Cheng raised his wrist and looked at his sports watch.

He had pressed the stop button the instant the freefall began.

A set of astonishing data was displayed on the screen:

[Time: 19.3 seconds]

[Distance: 1156 meters]

Fang Cheng looked at the data and fell into deep thought.

This result, compared to the last time in Misty Mountain, doesn't seem to be an exaggerated improvement.

However, it must be taken into account that there were gale-force winds of level 7 that night, which provided the strongest support.

Today, the wind is relatively weak.

Furthermore, I even enjoyed nearly two seconds of static hovering at the highest point.

If we exclude that period of stillness and use all the hang time for gliding...

Therefore, under the same wind force and environment, the distance and time that one can fly will definitely be longer.

Even so, such a performance is nothing short of phenomenal.

Fang Cheng couldn't help but marvel at the power of skill effects and talents.

Without the percentage increase from "Ape Waist" and "Skywalk".

With his basic hang time of 2.25 seconds, even if he far surpasses those top basketball stars, he absolutely cannot pull off a "gliding flight" maneuver.

This is the insurmountable chasm between the extraordinary and the ordinary.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed.

Now that the hang time capability has been further verified, the time has been refreshed once again.

It's time to try another way of using it that I had previously envisioned.

Fang Cheng stood on the branch, taking a deep breath and adjusting his state.

The next moment, without warning, he took a step forward and instantly left the support of the branch.

This step seemed like a misstep, but his body did not fall directly as expected.

Instead, it slowly sank a short distance with a rhythmic, undulating quality.

It felt as if my feet were stepping on an invisible step.

Fang Cheng smiled and lifted his other foot, taking another step forward.

One step, two steps, three steps...

And so, without any support in mid-air, he walked down step by step as if strolling in a garden.

It's truly a "walk in the air" experience!
This seemingly effortless maneuver is actually more difficult than the extreme gliding we just saw.

It requires not only monstrous core strength in the waist and abdomen.

It requires even more precise control over every muscle fiber in the body, constantly searching for that fleeting point of force field equilibrium in dynamics.

pat.

Their feet finally landed firmly on the soft, humus-covered soil, making only a slight sound from the soles of their shoes.

Feeling the powerful energy surging within him, Fang Cheng's heart was filled with excitement.

The panel in front of me appeared, and I looked again at the encouraging message:
Please keep up the good work and continue to forge ahead on this path...

How can I achieve the goal of 9 seconds and unlock new abilities?

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly as he silently calculated.

My current maximum static hang time is 6.3 seconds.

Although the improvement of physical attributes has a relatively limited impact on the ability to hang in the air.

However, when Agility broke through the 40-point mark, the base hang time still increased by about 0.25 seconds.

Following this logic, once Agility breaks through the 60-point mark, conservatively speaking, it should be able to improve by at least another 0.25 seconds.

The base time of 0.25 seconds, after being amplified by 180% by the two skill effects, will eventually be converted into a 0.7-second air time.

6.3 seconds plus 0.7 seconds equals 7 seconds.

There are only 2 seconds left to go from 9 seconds to 9 seconds.

This final gap may be bridged by continuing to upgrade relevant skill levels and acquiring new aerial effects.

Alternatively, one could simply improve their physical fitness and use force to overcome obstacles, eventually making up for the remaining gap.

A clear path to becoming stronger took shape in my mind.

Fang Cheng put away the panel, turned around to check the direction, and walked towards the edge of the forest.

Today's test gave me a deeper understanding of my abilities and clarified the feasibility of unlocking new skills.

(End of this chapter)