Start with push-ups to gain experience

Chapter 392 Reeling Force, Spiral Force, Elastic Shaking Force

early morning.

The horizon was tinged with a pale, fish-belly white.

This urban jungle of steel and concrete remains immersed in the tranquility of dawn.

The city's pulse had not yet begun to beat; only sanitation vehicles occasionally drove by on the streets, playing music on a loop.

"what--"

He walked out of the bedroom with a yawn, still sleepy-eyed, his hair a mess like a bird's nest.

When his gaze habitually swept across the living room, he instantly froze on the spot like a wooden stake.

He swallowed back the unfinished yawn that was in his throat.

The lingering sleepiness vanished instantly.

Beside the window in front of the living room, a figure is standing upside down silently.

That wasn't the kind of handstand you see in circuses; it was a posture that almost defied the laws of physics.

The entire body was balanced by only one middle finger resting on the floor, rising and falling.

The faint morning light outlines the body's contours, making it resemble a meticulously sculpted work of art.

There was no excess fat, only a layer of bronze skin covering firm, dense muscles.

From his fingertips to his joined legs, his body stretched into a perfect straight line, like a javelin piercing the sky.

Together with the towering skyscrapers outside the window, it forms a strange yet harmonious silhouette.

"Will, President?"

Xiao Sa subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

Last night, the chairman suddenly rushed to his place, saying that he wanted to personally monitor Noah Pharmaceuticals' movements.

The two kept staring out the window and receiving messages through their earpieces until after 2 a.m. before they went to rest.

Xiao Sa originally thought that no matter how powerful the president was, he was still human and would at least sleep until dawn.

After all, such highly stressful surveillance missions are extremely mentally taxing.

But now... what time is it?
The president not only woke up a long time ago, but also... what is he doing?
Xiao Sa's mind went blank for a moment, his eyes fixed on the finger that supported his entire weight, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Can you do a handstand with just one finger?
This is beyond his understanding of human physical capabilities.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it was true.

But what I saw was more impactful than any movie special effects.

He suddenly remembered the scene at the teahouse.

The chairman casually tossed the two armed thugs back and forth like weightlifting machines, even with a hint of boredom on his face.

That was the first time he directly experienced the president's inhuman power.

And now, he sees the true source of that power.

They already possessed power beyond that of ordinary people.

Yet, in every dawn before others have awakened, they still hone and refine their bodies in the most rigorous and unbelievable ways.

This self-discipline, which has become ingrained in his bones and instinctive, gave Xiao Sa a profound sense of awe, even more so than the superhuman power itself.

At this moment, the president seemed completely unaware that there was another person in the living room, and continued to devote himself wholeheartedly to training.

The finger touching the floor was as steady as if it had taken root in the ground; the knuckles did not tremble at all, firmly supporting his powerful body.

A bead of sweat slid down his neck, dripping along his taut jawline with a barely audible "tap."

He was shirtless, and every muscle was in a state of extreme control.

Instead of exaggerated bulges, it presents a refined and robust texture that has been honed through countless trials.

The latissimus dorsi muscles resemble folded wings, and the abdominal muscles are clearly defined; every inch is full of coordinated strength and beauty.

As you bend your arms and lower yourself, your body descends slowly like a hydraulic press until it touches the floor.

Then, with a slight exertion of the middle finger joint supporting the ground, the body was pushed upwards again.

The entire process was smooth and quiet, exuding a sense of complete control.

Xiao Sa subconsciously held his breath, not daring to make a sound.

The tenets of the Illuminati involuntarily came to mind:
"To establish order in chaos and darkness, and to protect everything that is worth protecting with absolute power."

So this is the origin of "absolute power".

It is not a gift that appears out of thin air, nor is it some vague and ethereal talent.

It is forged from the most basic training through every drop of unknown sweat and every instance of pushing one's limits, day after day, year after year.

An indescribable surge of heat welled up from the deepest part of Xiaosai's heart.

The sensation instantly flowed throughout his body, dispelling all drowsiness and leaving him feeling refreshed and full of energy.

I am the second member of the Illuminati, the first person after the president.

In martial arts novels, wouldn't this identity make him the chief disciple of a sect, someone second only to the leader?
If the president is so powerful and self-disciplined, then what reason do I have to be lazy or slack off?
Following in the footsteps of the strong is not simply about following behind and cheering.

Instead, we must do our best to avoid being left too far behind.

At the very least, one should be able to see the back of the strong.

Xiao Sa immediately made a silent resolution: starting today, he would also begin exercising.

Although it is still very weak, it is not even as strong as the president's finger.

But when it comes to exercise, the real competition isn't with others, but with who you were yesterday.

If you keep at it, you'll get a little bit better every day.

One day, I will become a true strong person, qualified to share the pressure of the chairman, instead of always hiding under his protection.

Just as Xiao Sa was filled with excitement and secretly made a pledge,

Fang Cheng has finished the last set of single-finger handstand push-ups.

With a twist of her waist and abdomen, her body flipped lightly in the air, and her feet landed on the floor as silently as feathers.

"woke up?"

Fang Cheng regained his footing, looked up at the person who was standing there, stunned and staring blankly at his own dashing appearance.

I had no idea what he was thinking at that moment, so I just gave him a casual greeting.

"Uh--"

Xiao Sa snapped out of his reverie and couldn't help but ask cautiously:
"President, are you doing your morning exercise?"

"Ah."

Fang Cheng spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he had just done a few simple warm-up exercises.

Then I remembered something and asked about it:
"How's your practice of the Great Sun Burning Body Technique that I taught you coming along?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Sa immediately straightened his back and replied respectfully:
"Reporting to the Chairman, I have been practicing consistently, and I dare not stop every day!"

As he spoke, seemingly eager to show off his cultivation results, he immediately sat down cross-legged, ready to practice for Fang Cheng on the spot.

"Not urgent."

Fang Cheng waved his hand to stop him, then instructed, "Go and order breakfast first, order more, I'm a little hungry."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the exquisitely decorated apartment used to monitor the target.

Then, he looked up and gazed out the window.

The house boasts an excellent location with a panoramic view, almost overlooking the entire commercial street. Not far away, Noah Group's silver-gray building stands quietly, its glass curtain wall shimmering faintly in the morning light.

Located in a bustling downtown area, with rows of office buildings right outside the window, the rent here is unlikely to be cheap.

Fang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he casually asked:

"Ah Ren, do you have enough money?"

"Enough."

When Fang Cheng asked, Xiao Sa took the opportunity to explain the situation in detail:
"President, of the 200,000 yuan activity fund you gave me, there is now 195,300 yuan left. It was mainly used to buy a new mobile phone and subscribe to a service plan."

“I work at Yuanchen Group now, and my salary is very high. I don’t lack money anymore. Moreover, the rent for this house was paid by the Red Tiger Gang, which can be considered as their support for the mission.”

He finished speaking in one breath, afraid that the chairman would think he was embezzling funds and wasting money.

Fang Cheng nodded slightly and said in a gentle tone:

"The funds are for you to get things done, not for you to save money. Spend them when you need to in the future, and don't hold back on such trivial matters."

"Yes, President."

He nodded vigorously, but his heart was filled with warmth.

He solemnly agreed, then immediately turned and ran back to his bedroom, picked up his phone and started calling nearby breakfast shops.

They ordered enough for five or six strong men to eat, fearing it wouldn't be enough and would just get stuck in their teeth.

When he returned to the living room, he found that Fang Cheng had started a new workout.

This time, the visual impact of extreme power was absent.

Instead, he adopted a completely different style, moving slowly, as if he were performing a set of palm techniques he had never seen before.

Each move is graceful and powerful, exuding a harmonious and natural charm.

Xiao Sa didn't dare to disturb her, so she quietly finished washing up and then found a corner in the living room to sit cross-legged.

He closed his eyes, followed Fang Cheng's instructions, adjusted his breathing, and cleared his mind.

Slowly, consciousness sank into an endless darkness.

At the center of this dark world, he gradually visualized a bright sphere of light.

The sphere of light resembled a rising sun, initially appearing quite distant.

As he focused his mind, the sphere of light seemed to be summoned, drawing ever closer and becoming ever brighter.

What's even more amazing is that, although the light was intense, Xiao Sa didn't feel any glare when he looked at it.

On the contrary, there was a sense of closeness that came from the depths of his soul, nourishing his spirit and warming his body.

He felt as if his eyes had been cleansed by the light, becoming brighter.

My whole body felt warm, as if countless tiny streams of heat were slowly flowing through my limbs and bones.

This is the introductory scene of the "Great Sun Burning Body Technique".

Xiao Sa was so immersed in this wonderful feeling that he completely forgot himself.

Fang Cheng glanced at Xiao Sa, who had successfully entered a meditative state, and felt quite satisfied.

Then, he focused all his attention on his practice.

He is no longer simply practicing the "palm technique" skill he just unlocked.

Instead, he plans to delve deeper into how to "expand one's energy" based on palm techniques, hoping to take his combat skills to the next level.

In the context of traditional martial arts, "jin" is a profound and core concept.

It is not simply brute force, but a flow of energy that is penetrating and explosive, generated by the coordinated whole body through long-term training and mental guidance.

Different martial arts schools, especially internal martial arts, have different but similar explanations of the understanding and application of "jin" (internal force).

In summary, it is often closely associated with the legendary "qi".

Among the Tai Chi Chuan taught by Ma Jianguo, there are three highly representative methods of applying force: silk reeling force, spiral force, and springy force.

Fang Cheng first practiced the silk-reeling energy.

With his arms moving slowly, he seemed to sink into a water tank. The movements were continuous, and wherever his mind went, an invisible stream of energy slowly swirled around him with the palm movements.

The air seemed to thicken, pulled and stirred by his palm, forming countless invisible, supple threads.

In Fang Cheng's perception, the true energy in his body was no longer simply attached to his palm, but rather like a continuously extending spider web, emerging from his dantian and spreading along his meridians.

Then, with the rotation of the wrist and the twisting of the fingers, it seeps outward through the skin in strands.

Fang Cheng had an intuitive feeling that if an object touched his fingers at this moment, the coiling force would immediately attach to it and wrap around it layer by layer.

Combined with grappling techniques or claw skills, it is enough to lock the opponent's joints the moment of contact, and can even silently sever their fascia like the sharpest steel wire.

Suddenly, Fang Cheng's movements changed abruptly, his five fingers clenched together and straightened.

The sticky, tangled feeling vanished instantly, replaced by an extreme sharpness and penetration.

As he channeled his inner energy, his fingertips became incredibly hard, like sharp steel cones, stabbing straight forward.

At the same time, the muscles of the entire arm are undergoing a subtle, high-speed rotation.

Before the palm even arrived, a drill-like gust of wind had already torn through the air, making a hissing sound!

This is precisely the application of spiral force.

The true energy was highly compressed, forming a high-speed rotating vortex at the tip of his fingertips, which then violently surged forward with the force of his palm.

This kind of force is specifically designed to break through all kinds of external martial arts and solid defenses, and its penetrating power far surpasses that of a simple palm strike.

The way it is used is very similar to the piercing strike in karate.

In Professor Dong Yunchuan's Baguazhang, there are also similar methods of applying force. The two can be mutually verified and understood by analogy.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Cheng's figure changed again, his whole body resembling a fully drawn bow.

All the muscles in the body contract in an instant, and then suddenly explode in the next moment.

His arm seemed to transform into a long, swung whip, each strike producing a crisp "snap" sound in the air.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was extremely powerful and incredibly penetrating.

This is the springy, bouncy force.

It was no longer just the strength of his arms, but rather the coordinated action of Fang Cheng's entire body—bones, muscles, and even internal organs—accumulating and releasing power in an instant, concentrating all his strength into one point and suddenly springing it out.

This power, like the flapping of wings in White Crane Fist, and also like the deadly pounce of a feline after crouching and arching its back, can unleash the most terrifying destructive force within a small space.

It can be used not only for close-range attacks, but also for defense, where it can instantly generate power to neutralize sudden attacks from enemies.

It can even give the body greater explosive power when jumping.

Fang Cheng recalled that when Wu Dewang practiced White Crane Fist, he made the sound of a crane's cry to help generate power.

He had a vague feeling that if he combined this unique strength with the "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound," he might be able to unleash an even more amazing effect.

With repeated practice and integration of these three forces, Fang Cheng could clearly feel that the depletion of his internal energy was significantly reduced compared to when he used internal energy alone.

Professor Ma Jianguo's method was indeed correct, and the analogies used by Dong Yunchuan and Wu Dewang during their guidance were extremely vivid, accurately illustrating the key points of integrating and mastering Qi.

However, the current limit for true qi to leave the body is still about five centimeters, which is not enough to support him to carry out a truly long-range attack.

But Fang Cheng was not discouraged.

My progress has been nothing short of phenomenal.

As long as you persevere and your skills improve, these limitations will eventually be overcome one by one.

Time slipped away quietly during focused practice, and the skill of coordinating body energy and palm techniques was constantly refined through repeated practice.

(End of this chapter)