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Chapter 363 The Devilish Muscle Man, Hidden Skills

beep—

A crisp electronic sound rang out, and the turnstiles in the Haitian Garden residential complex opened accordingly.

Fang Cheng carried two plastic bags with the "Yonghe Breakfast" logo on them in his left hand, and casually stuffed his access card back into the pocket of his sweatpants with his right hand.

The bag was bulging with beef buns, multigrain steamed buns, tea eggs, and even several boxes of freshly baked roasted meat, emitting an enticing aroma.

There's actually quite a bit of food stored in that extra-large freezer at home.

But considering her terrifying appetite...

Fang Cheng was worried that after adding the supplement, his body's reaction would be too intense, the consumption would far exceed expectations, and the food reserves would still be insufficient.

So after finishing breakfast, he simply packed up a lot more, just in case.

It's 6:30 in the morning, the morning light is soft, and the air is fresh.

There were already quite a few early risers in the neighborhood, including young people jogging in sportswear and white-collar workers carrying briefcases, heading to work early.

As Fang Cheng passed the green space in the center of the community, which was specifically for residents to exercise, he subconsciously slowed his pace for a moment.

A familiar figure came into his view.

It wasn't raining today, and the girl who always sits in a wheelchair appeared there as usual.

She wore a clean white shirt and pleated skirt, her pale skin glistening in the morning light, like a fragile piece of porcelain.

Her eyebrows were furrowed, shrouded in a lingering melancholy.

The girl sat quietly in her wheelchair, her gaze fixed on the people doing their morning exercises, as if she were burdened with a heavy heart.

Fang Cheng was already familiar with her.

The first time I saw this disabled girl was on the beach, trying to get out of her wheelchair and practice walking.

After moving into Haitian Garden, I discovered that she was also a resident there, and even lived in the same building as me.

Later, at the Morning Light Home orphanage, when Fang Cheng secretly contacted Cheng Jiashu, he had another close encounter with her.

During this period, the girl could be seen occasionally walking alone in the neighborhood in the early morning or evening.

Seemingly noticing Fang Cheng's gaze, the girl turned her head slightly and looked over.

Fang Cheng didn't look at it for long. He quickly looked away, resumed his original pace, and continued walking towards his building, number 7.

Click.

When I got home, the door was neatly locked from the inside.

Fang Cheng casually placed two large bags of food on the dining table, then quickly took off his clothes, which were soaked with sweat, and stood naked in the center of the living room.

With a thought, a pale blue screen appeared before his eyes.

[Free attribute points: 22]

The 12 attribute points awarded for upgrading the handstand push-up skill, plus the 10 points previously reserved, bring the total to 22 points.

Fang Cheng's gaze fell on the attribute bar, his brain working rapidly as he weighed the options for allocating points.

According to the original plan, these attribute points should be prioritized for Agility, aiming to reach the 60-point mark.

There are three considerations behind doing this.

First, it's for better "body control".

Increased strength can lead to uncontrolled muscle growth, just like last time, almost turning me into a muscle monster.

Agility attributes, on the other hand, enhance the ability to compress and control muscle fibers.

First, elevate your agility to a new level, then challenge the strength barrier; this will allow you to control your body shape more freely.

Avoid making changes that are too drastic or attract too much attention.

Secondly, it's for "combat efficiency".

The improvement in agility provides a comprehensive boost to speed, reaction time, and evasion.

Combined with the "Infinite Combo" skill effect, punch speed and the number of combos will experience a qualitative leap.

In actual combat, a high-speed combo that hits the enemy is far more meaningful than a heavy punch that misses.

Finally, and this is also what Fang Cheng is looking forward to.

The agility attribute has once again broken through a human limit, which may also allow the ability to stay in the air to evolve further.

The reasoning was crystal clear, and Fang Cheng no longer hesitated.

He focused his attention on the "Agile" column.

As soon as the command was given, the number representing "free attribute points" on the panel jumped from "22" to "2" in an instant.

At the same time, a powerful, scorching energy, like volcanic magma, suddenly erupted from the deepest part of his body.

boom!
The extreme heat instantly swept through his limbs and body, enveloping Fang Cheng from head to toe.

The skin turned bright red in an instant, and even wisps of white smoke rose from the pores.

His entire body looked like a hot iron about to melt.

Immediately following was an indescribable, excruciating pain!

First came the tearing, as if the muscle fibers throughout the body were being forcibly torn and stretched by an invisible giant hand.

Then came the gnawing, a tingling, itchy sensation from within the bones, as if millions of ants were drilling into them.

Finally, there was the squeezing, a terrifying pressure coming from all directions, seemingly about to crush his flesh, bones, and internal organs, and then reshape them.

Pain! Numbness! Itchiness! Heat!
Various sensory tortures assaulted his nerve endings like a tsunami, but Fang Cheng simply clenched his fists, his knuckles bulging.

He endured all the pain without uttering a single groan.

In the microscopic world, a revolutionary upheaval is unfolding.

Countless cells decompose and recombine under the impact of this domineering energy, and their gene chains are forcibly optimized.

The whole process is like throwing a rough iron billet into a furnace and repeatedly forging it with a heavy hammer to force out all the impurities.

Ultimately, it transforms into the purest and densest refined steel.

This process actually lasted only about a second in reality.

But in Fang Cheng's mind, it was as if he were in the deepest hell, experiencing all kinds of tortures such as skinning, needle pricking, crushing, and branding.

Finally, the violent energy receded like a tide.

"call--"

Fang Cheng let out a long breath, and his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

He looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water, with sweat dripping down his face like raindrops.

A small puddle of water had appeared on the floor beneath my feet.

My body felt like a towel that had been wrung out, every last drop of excess moisture forcibly squeezed out.

At this moment, Fang Cheng's most direct feeling was not hunger.

It's thirst!
An extreme thirst for water that originates from the very source of life!
He rushed to the freezer and pushed the door open.

Without even looking at the brands, they dumped all the sports drinks, fresh juices, and mineral water onto the floor.

He picked up a sports drink at random, unscrewed the cap, and gulped it down.

Gollum-

The cool liquid slid down my throat, like sweet rain falling on parched land.

The cool sensation traveled down the esophagus and quickly permeated every corner of the body, nourishing the "mountains" and "earth" formed by muscles and bones.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...

Several bottles of drinks were emptied in the blink of an eye, but the thirst was not relieved much.

Fang Cheng simply ran to the kitchen, turned on the tap, buried his head in the water, and drank the cold tap water directly.

"happy!"

After drinking for a full half minute, Fang Cheng suddenly raised his head and wiped the water off his face.

He opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a wisp of white steam.

The heat inside my body has not completely dissipated.

Through internal vision, Fang Cheng was able to "see" a wondrous scene.

The water swallowed is flowing through the blood vessels at an unprecedented speed, regulating body temperature, and then being frantically absorbed by thirsty cells, promoting the metabolic cycle.

Fang Cheng patted his bulging belly and gave a self-deprecating laugh:
"I haven't eaten the food yet, but I've already drunk my fill of water."

With a sudden thought, he took a step forward, lowered his waist, and assumed a horse stance.

Rumbling--

With a faint whistling sound from his nostrils, all the muscles, joints, and even the blood in his body trembled in unison, emitting a deep, resonant sound.

Wisps of white smoke rose from the top of his head, shoulders, and limbs.

Fang Cheng was like a kettle that had boiled over.

The body's vital energy circulates continuously, accelerating the absorption and utilization of water and speeding up metabolism.

After about ten minutes, the white steam gradually decreased until it disappeared completely.

Fang Cheng's face was flushed as he finished his practice and stood up.

Her once bloated belly had now shriveled up again.

What followed was a hunger that was like a black hole, capable of swallowing everything.

He quickly went to the dining table, tore open the plastic bag, and devoured the buns, steamed bread, and roasted meat.

They kept stuffing it into their mouths, chewing it a few times, and then swallowing it whole.

Huffing and puffing, gurgling and gurgling—

Their eating habits were so unrestrained that even a starving ghost would be ashamed of himself.

a long time.

Fang Cheng let out a burp, patted his round belly, and sighed with lingering satisfaction.

"That felt so good!"

After finishing his meal and resting for a while to digest, Fang Cheng walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

The morning sunlight streamed through the glass, gently bathing the naked body.

The smooth glass mirror clearly reflected his current appearance.

Fang Cheng looked at his reflection and carefully examined the changes in his body.

It seems... she's lost weight.

His physique is more lean and muscular than before, with almost no subcutaneous fat visible.

The muscles all over his body looked as if they had been meticulously sculpted by a top sculptor, with exceptionally prominent lines.

Two more abdominal muscles had appeared, bringing the total to an astonishing ten.

Like polished jade slabs, they are neatly arranged, exuding a sense of strength and beauty.

However, the muscle definition and the clarity of the blood vessels are somewhat exaggerated.

The outline of each muscle fiber is clearly visible, twisted and gnarled like steel bars.

The skin is as thin as a layer of plastic wrap, and the blood vessels under the skin are like earthworms, winding along the arms, chest and legs.

Fang Cheng estimated that his current body fat percentage was probably below 3%.

This extreme "silky" texture is even a little creepy if you look closely.

If I had to use one word to describe him, it would be "Devil Muscle Man".

Fang Cheng raised his arm and did a bicep curl, his biceps bulging like hills.

I reached out and touched it; it was hard and stiff, and with its bronze skin, it looked like a lump of iron.

Despite his thinner physique, Fang Cheng could clearly feel it.

Under this extreme compression, each muscle fiber contains far more terrifying energy than ever before.

Like highly compressed TNT, once ignited, it will unleash unimaginable power.

Fang Cheng suppressed the urge to try his skills.

It's obviously inappropriate to cause destruction at home, and there's not enough space for me to do so.

I can only wait until later to find an opportunity to give it my all and see the specific improvement results.

Fang Cheng continued to admire this strong body that had surpassed the limits of human physiology.

The only thing that bothered him was that the muscle shape wasn't as aesthetically pleasing as before.

Moreover, an excessively low body fat percentage is not good for the body, as it can affect hormone secretion and the protective ability of internal organs.

Fang Cheng thought for a moment, then added all of his remaining 2 free attribute points to Strength.

A solid, thick warm current surged from within his body.

You can clearly feel the muscle fibers throughout your body expanding slightly at the same time.

It's like a sponge that's been wrung out is instantly soaked again, infused with new energy.

The muscle size increased by one size, and the overly exaggerated "stretchy" look was reduced considerably.

"Good, this looks much more normal, at least not so scary."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, looking at the updated attribute values ​​on the panel.

【Strength: 52】

[Agility: 60]

[Physique: 50]

【Spirit: 50】

He then twisted his neck, stretched his arms, and cracked his joints with a series of popping sounds.

Fang Cheng did some stretching exercises to readjust his body to its enhanced agility.

Suddenly, he realized a more crucial question.

So he immediately opened the panel again and quickly scanned it.

really.

At the bottom of the information notification interface, there is a newly displayed message.

Your agility has surpassed the limits of human endurance, increasing your base airtime by 0.5 seconds.

As expected, the hang time increased, even more than double the previously predicted 0.25 seconds.

Fang Cheng's mind stirred slightly, and he continued to scroll up.

Amid a series of "Handstand Push-up Skill Experience +1" messages, there was also another unique message.

[You have gained new insights into your anti-gravity skills practice, increasing your base hang time by 0.1 seconds.]

Upon seeing this, Fang Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth could no longer be contained as he turned up in a smile.

0.5 seconds, plus 0.1 seconds.

The base hang time increased by a full 0.6 seconds!
With the amplification from the two skill effects, [Ape Waist] and [Aerial Walk], the time becomes 1.68 seconds.

If we add the existing record of 6.3 seconds, the maximum static hang time reaches a staggering 7.98 seconds.

In other words.

Now, without doing anything, he can simply leap with all his might and remain suspended in the air for up to 7.98 seconds!
This time, advancing to the Grandmaster level in handstand push-ups and breaking through the 60-point mark in agility brought far more benefits than I expected.

Fang Cheng was filled with excitement.

Just as I was about to close the panel, my gaze unconsciously lingered on the skill bar.

He noticed something unusual.

Right below the hidden skill [Potential Unleashed], a brand new gray box suddenly appeared, barely visible.

Upon closer inspection, it reads:

[Hidden Skill (To be unlocked)]

It seems to be the prototype of the ability that was waiting to be unlocked in the prompt message, but it is currently sealed.

Below it, there is an even smaller note.

This skill is a hidden skill and requires certain prerequisites to be met to activate.

[Remaining required hang time: 1.02 seconds]

Just one last step away from unlocking this mysterious new skill!

Fang Cheng looked out the window at the bright sunshine and the city's tall buildings, and clenched his fist.

I took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed my excitement.

Turning around, I picked up a broom and a rag and began cleaning up the food scraps and water stains on the floor.

In the afternoon, I still need to go find some fun.

Besides taking the 1000 million reward for the mission, Fang Cheng had a rough idea in mind that he needed this newly promoted "Red Tiger Gang Crown Prince" to carry out on his behalf.

(End of this chapter)