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Chapter 378 Practicing martial arts by the sea, speed breaks through again!

Wow – Wow –

The sound of the waves was like the city's deepest and longest breath before dawn.

On the beach, bathed in the darkness of night, a figure blends into the shadows.

He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of athletic shorts, and his bare feet were on the cold, wet sand.

Let the waves surge and wash over your ankles.

The figure appeared motionless, yet the force of the punch was already poised to strike.

A swift right straight punch tore through the air in front of him.

Boo!
The crisp sonic boom was like a sudden release after being suppressed to the extreme, sharp and short.

It blends in with the powerful, ceaseless roar of the waves, yet it doesn't seem out of place.

Then came the second punch, the third punch...

The sonic booms began to ring out in rapid succession.

The figure stretched out completely.

Sometimes he moves with the speed and agility of a boxer.

The continuous jabs, hooks, and swings were as fast as phantoms, each punch creating clear ripples in the air.

At other times, he would switch to a Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) stance, unleashing a powerful and heavy whip kick as if it were a steel whip.

It left a sharp afterimage in the air, and the splashing water exploded in all directions.

One second it was a fierce knee strike and elbow strike, as if it wanted to smash the waves in front of it.
The next second, his body suddenly turned, transforming into the cloud hands of Tai Chi, his arms drawing a smooth and profound trajectory.

It seems to be able to gently catch the surging waves, using minimal force to deflect a great weight.

Occasionally, it can unleash amazing jumping power, completing a neat "whirlwind kick" followed by a backflip in mid-air.

Then, barefoot, they landed steadily on the wet sand left by the receding waves, leaving only two shallow footprints.

The night is boundless, the sea is limitless.

This solitary figure wields its power between heaven and earth.

There were no spectators, and no rivals.

The ocean waves were his only sparring partner.

Every punch and kick he threw seemed to resonate with the ebb and flow of the tides and the blowing of the sea breeze.

The agile figures, the surging waves, and the vast sky combine to create a picture that is both dynamic and tranquil.

Boo!
Another powerful straight punch was thrown, and the resulting shockwave blew a shallow crater into the sand in front of him.

Fang Cheng slowly withdrew his fist, put his feet together, and stood naturally.

His chest rose and fell rhythmically, his eyes calm and focused.

A pale blue screen quietly appeared in the darkness, and several notification messages flashed before his eyes.

Boxing Experience +2

[Sanda Experience +2]

[Muay Thai Experience +3]

[Tai Chi Experience +4]

[Jiu-Jitsu Experience +1]

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly as he raised his wrist.

The watch's screen glowed softly in the night, clearly displaying the time.

5: 09.

Facing the slightly salty sea breeze, Fang Cheng enjoyed the rare coolness after strenuous exercise, his thoughts racing.

The pale blue screen still flickered slightly in my field of vision, like a lonely star in the night sky.

Aside from the fact that contortion is a rather unique skill, I usually just practice by doing more somersaults.

Today's morning training session, which lasted for more than an hour, allowed me to thoroughly practice all the combat skills I currently possess.

The experience points gained were no less than those gained from focusing on practicing one or two skills in the past, and were even slightly more.

It seems that he chose to practice boxing alone by the sea in the early hours of the morning.

It is indeed more efficient than staying at home or going to a club to find someone to practice with.

Whether it's traditional martial arts or modern combat, both emphasize the unity of "essence, energy, and spirit."

In such a vast and undisturbed environment, it is easier to concentrate one's mind and immerse oneself in the study and practice of each move.

When every muscle in the body and every breath are in harmony with the intent of the fist, the effect will naturally be twice as good with half the effort.

Collecting his thoughts, Fang Cheng turned his gaze back to the panel, looking at the few fighting skills that were close to being upgraded.

Tai Chi Level 1 (202/250)

Muay Thai Level 2 (261/500)

【Jiu-Jitsu Lv2 (357/500)】

The progress bar for the skill Jiu-Jitsu, in particular, which used to be quite slow, has suddenly jumped up significantly.

This was mainly due to the battle with Jia Liang that night.

To test the effect of the 60 points of agility, Fang Cheng spent most of his time dodging and retreating during his battles with his opponent, deliberately avoiding head-on attacks.

As a result, he had very little experience in offensive fighting skills such as boxing and Sanda.

On the contrary, the skill of jujitsu, which is more effective in agility and movement, saw its experience points surge by 30 points, a remarkable leap forward.

"Fighting is ultimately the best teacher..."

Fang Cheng sighed, then his eyes narrowed, and his fighting spirit surged once more.

He stood with his feet apart, his body slightly lowered, assuming a standard half-horse stance for the karate "forward bend stance".

Then, clench both fists and bring them to your waist, assuming a "straight punch" stance, ready to begin the next shadowboxing practice.

Last night, Fang Cheng spent almost the entire night watching the instructional DVDs he had bought from Wudatong store, focusing on two other famous schools of karate—Goju-ryu and Kyokushin-ryu.

Goju-ryu, as its name suggests, emphasizes the balance of strength and gentleness, and the proper breathing techniques. It is a relatively traditional Okinawan style, and is quite similar to traditional Chinese martial arts.

Kyokushin-ryu, on the other hand, abandons the "inch stop" rule of traditional karate and is a modern fighting style that emphasizes full-contact combat, known for its ferocity and practicality.

However, they all have one thing in common: they place great emphasis on the training of the two techniques of "penetrating the hand" and "hand chop".

The founder of Kyokushin-ryu, in particular, is said to have been able to cleave a bull's horn with a hand chop, demonstrating his formidable power.

This is precisely the learning example that Wu Datong carefully selected based on its own needs.

After concentrating for a few seconds, Fang Cheng swayed his shoulders slightly and began to practice.

This time, his movements were much slower and more composed than before.

Each move and each trajectory is clearly defined.

With each twist of the waist and hips, each swing of the arm and palm strike, the power is precisely controlled, rising from the soles of the feet, passing through the waist and back, and finally converging at the edge of the palm.

The ever-surging waves were his imagined target.

call--

With a swift chop, the force of the blow even created a brief ripple on the water's surface.

Fang Cheng kept changing angles and postures, slashing horizontally, vertically, and diagonally...

The theories learned from the DVDs will be integrated into one's own bodily instincts.

Time slipped away quietly during focused practice.

The sound of the tide grew louder and louder, and the waves rose higher and higher.

The tide has come in.

On the distant horizon, a hazy line of pale light finally appeared, clearly contrasting with the inky blue sky.

It's like a dividing line between day and night.

"call--"

Fang Cheng let out a long sigh, crossed his hands in front of his body, and slowly brought them back to his sides, concluding his exercise. He glanced at his watch; the time was 5:27.

The panel remained unresponsive and did not flash any brighter light.

But Fang Cheng was not discouraged at all.

Through this immersive practice, my understanding of the "hand chop" technique has deepened considerably.

He knew that he had chosen the right path.

Fighting is not just about having fists as hard as iron and legs as fast as the wind.

The palm formed by the five fingers together can also become an invincible weapon.

If you keep at it, unlocking new skills is only a matter of time.

Fang Cheng raised his head and looked around.

It was still dark, and the outline of the city in the distance was hazy, as if shrouded in fog.

After warming up, Fang Cheng decided to skip his usual long-distance running training today and instead test his sprint skills.

Once the agility attribute reaches 60 points, the body's flexibility, balance, coordination, and muscle reaction speed all experience a qualitative leap.

Even the basic hang time has been increased by 0.5 seconds.

I just don't know how amazing my maximum speed can be in running, a skill that best demonstrates agility.
Fang Cheng walked barefoot onto the beach without putting on the sneakers that were placed to the side.

This time he learned his lesson, so as not to ruin a good pair of shoes on the spot when he went all out.

Twisting their wrists and ankles, stretching their muscles and bones.

A series of crackling sounds emanated from all the joints of his body, like popping beans.

After getting ready, Fang Cheng immediately bent down.

With his hands braced on the slightly damp sand and his legs spread apart, he assumed the crouching starting position of a professional sprinter.

His lean physique may not seem exaggerated, but each muscle is like a steel cable compressed to its limit, exuding a silent and terrifying tension.

Then, it started instantly.

boom!
It was like a thunderclap out of nowhere!

Fang Cheng stomped his feet hard on the sand, the sand beneath his feet was compacted by the enormous force and exploded backward, forming two deep pits with a diameter of half a meter.

He was like a cannonball fired from a gun, switching from a stationary state to extreme acceleration in less than 0.01 seconds!
wow-

A visible shockwave emanated from him and spread outwards, scattering sand and seashell fragments across the ground!

The burst of power at the very start is more than one level stronger than when you have 40 points of agility!
If the previous running was like a top-of-the-line supercar...

Fang Cheng now resembles a spacecraft that has been launched into the air in an instant on an electromagnetic track.

His figure left a straight afterimage on the beach, so fast that it was impossible for the naked eye to catch it.

Everything around me was rushing backward, turning into blurry blocks of color.

Fang Cheng's five senses were also elevated to an unprecedented level.

The wind blowing in my face is no longer wind.

It was a heavy, water-like resistance, frantically squeezing his body and rubbing against his skin.

It made him feel like he was traveling at high speed through the deep sea, with only a high-frequency buzzing sound in his ears.

His heart, at this moment, had transformed into a super engine running at full power, each beat resounding like a war drum.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound resonated clearly inside my eardrums, and hot blood was pumped to every corner of my body.

The capillaries under the skin were clearly visible, the entire body was covered with an abnormal reddish-brown color, the body temperature rose sharply, and even the breath exhaled carried a scorching white mist.

A distance of more than a kilometer was but a fleeting moment for him.

When he forced himself to stop, his feet carved two deep furrows, each over ten meters long, into the sand, finally releasing the terrifying momentum.

"call--"

He exhaled a long breath through his nostrils, the hot air forming two long, lingering white streaks in the cool morning breeze.

Fang Cheng was drenched in sweat, and his heart was pounding like a drum.

Although his breathing became a little rapid, it still maintained a certain rhythm, and he did not show any signs of exhaustion.

The pale blue screen reappeared before my eyes.

[Your running speed has exceeded 200 meters per second for the first time. Running experience +15]

[Running lv1 (91/250)]

Don't be fooled by the fact that the distance run wasn't very far.

However, this kind of exercise pushes physical strength to its limit and challenges physiological peaks in a very short period of time.

Its consumption is so great that it even exceeds two consecutive hours of single-point body raises with a 500-kilogram load, or practicing shadowboxing all night.

Fang Cheng looked at the sports watch; a set of numbers was displayed on the screen:
[1095M - 5.33S]

In other words, the average speed for completing this short sprint of more than one kilometer is about 205 meters per second.

When my agility attribute was 40 points, my personal running speed limit was 79 meters per second.

Now it has more than doubled.

That translates to 738 kilometers per hour!

This speed far surpasses any top-tier mass-produced sports car in the world; even an F1 car looks like a toddler in comparison.

It's worth noting that the top speed of a typical commercial airliner is only 800 to 900 kilometers per hour.

However, it is still far from the speed of sound, which is 340 meters per second.

During the run, Fang Cheng could clearly feel that as the speed increased, the external impact and internal tension on his body increased exponentially.

Not only was my skin burning and red, but my muscle fibers also felt like they were being torn apart. The air resistance was so great that it felt like there was an invisible wall.

This feeling was completely different from when I unleashed my full power with the Sonic Punch.

The reason why a fist is more likely to reach the speed of sound is not only because its contact area with the air is small, but also because it is at the very end of the human body's kinetic energy chain.

Just like the tip of a whip can easily produce a whistling sound when pulled.

The power of the whole body can be transmitted layer by layer to the end of the fist through elastic potential energy, amplifying the whip effect to the extreme, thereby tearing the air and producing a sonic boom.

However, the body faces fundamental obstacles stemming from its physiological structure in order to reach the speed of sound.

It's not just a matter of air resistance, but also whether the structure itself can withstand the enormous load brought about by such terrifying speed.

The closer the speed gets to the limit, the more exponentially the cost will increase for every slight improvement.

This is no longer a problem that can be solved simply by increasing agility.

"It seems that I should wait until my strength and physique attributes also break through the 60-point mark before trying to run at the limit and see if I can touch the barrier of the speed of sound."

Fang Cheng thought to himself.

Let alone fragile carbon-based life forms, even modern technologically advanced aircraft must first overcome the challenges of materials science if they want to break the sound barrier.

In this world, only a handful of top powers possess the technology to manufacture supersonic fighter jets and missiles.

For humanity to rely solely on its physical body to surpass technology and civilization and reach that level is clearly a path against the will of heaven.

Even if I have the panel myself, I'm afraid I still need to go a very, very long way.

But so what?

Fang Cheng's eyes showed no fear, but instead burned with an even more fervent fighting spirit.

To challenge the laws of nature with a human body is something that can get people's blood pumping.

If 60 attribute points aren't enough, then 80 points will do!
If 80 points isn't enough, then 100 points will do!

He firmly believes that one day he will be able to trample the so-called laws of physics under his feet!
The sea breeze, carrying a cool, damp feel, blew against my face, making my burning body feel much more comfortable.

Fang Cheng looked down at his reddened skin, then at the undulating, dark ocean.

Suddenly he grinned.

It seems like it's been a long time since I've swum.

(End of this chapter)