Start with push-ups to gain experience

Chapter 485 Summarizing Gains, Plan to Become Stronger

After Lin Chuqiao finished speaking, Pan Wendi and Bai Ling immediately lost their interest in going out for a trip.

The two exchanged a glance, both looking helpless, and obediently slumped back onto the sofa.

One person took out their phone and was texting someone, while the other put on headphones and immersed themselves in the world of music.

The room was much quieter now, with only the faint sound of cruise ship horns coming from outside the window.

Lin Chuqiao ignored the two clowns, walked to the bar, poured Fang Cheng a glass of warm water and handed it to him.

He then picked up the remote and turned on the 50-inch high-definition LCD TV installed in the suite.

The screen lit up, and the local TV station in Cuicheng was broadcasting the morning news.

The host had a sweet voice and was broadcasting trivial information about people's livelihoods.

A moment later, the screen switched, and the next news item instantly caught Fang Cheng's attention.

"At around 3:15 a.m. today, a violent explosion occurred on the 39th floor of the Haoting Hotel, located in the central business district of Yunjin Road in our city."

According to eyewitnesses, the explosion was deafening and flames shot into the sky. The municipal emergency management department, fire brigade, and public security authorities rushed to the scene immediately after receiving the report.

According to the official preliminary investigation, the accident was suspected to have been caused by an aging gas pipeline inside the hotel that leaked under high pressure and was accidentally ignited.

"As of press time, the accident has resulted in minor injuries to three people, with no fatalities reported. Relevant departments have established a special investigation team and remind the public not to believe or spread rumors, and to pay attention to fire and gas safety at home..."

The news footage showed a distant view of the Grand Hotel surrounded by yellow and black police tape.

The road surface was uneven and potholes, and the streets were still littered with broken glass and construction debris, which had not yet been cleaned up.

Several fire trucks and police cars were parked downstairs, their flashing lights seemingly telling the story of the dramatic events of the previous night.

Lin Chuqiao frowned slightly, crossed her arms, and watched intently, her eyes sparkling with contemplation.

This is clearly an assessment of the Chen family's public relations capabilities in Cuicheng, and the potential chain reaction that may follow.

Fang Cheng held his water glass, took a sip of warm water, and calmly looked at the television screen.

I couldn't help but think to myself, "This excuse is so old-fashioned."

However, it is understandable.

In order to cover up the truth about the existence of superhumans from the public, the authorities often can't come up with a very good reason.

The understated tone in the press release contrasts absurdly with the earth-shattering battle of last night.

Fang Cheng's thoughts returned to his injuries.

He moved his right shoulder slightly and could feel a cool sensation coming from under the bandage, which relieved a lot of the pain.

What follows is a subtle yet distinct tingling sensation.

Like countless ants diligently carrying life under the skin, weaving new flesh and tendons thread by thread.

That's new granulation tissue growing at an astonishing rate, constantly repairing the damaged tissue.

The ointment that Lin Chu found was indeed very effective.

Fang Cheng secretly made his assessment.

With the continuous nourishment of true qi, plus this special medicine, the lacerations at the muscle level can heal in about two days, and in three days there may not even be a scar left.

However, the tiny cracks in the bones damaged by the spatial rifts require more time to heal.

After all, this was not a fracture caused by a simple physical impact.

A small amount of chaotic spatial energy remains, like a stubborn virus, hindering the bones' self-repair.

To completely eliminate these foreign energies and restore the bones to a state where they can withstand extreme bursts of energy, it will probably take at least ten days to half a month of painstaking work.

Before this, his right arm would definitely not be able to activate the "Qilin Arm" and "Infinite Combo" again to unleash its full power.

This forced Fang Cheng to be wary and treat the matter with caution.

For safety reasons, it is essential to keep a low profile during this period, focus on rest and recuperation, and get your body back to its best condition as soon as possible.

Otherwise, at this critical juncture when our fighting strength is weakened, if the people of "Utopia" are unwilling to give up and send other members to seek revenge, they might be at risk.

Since he couldn't use his arm at full strength, he would probably have no choice but to lead Lin Chuqiao and the others to temporarily avoid the enemy's advance and flee in a sorry state.

Fang Cheng let out a soft sigh, and couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection).
"Still not strong enough..."

Perhaps in the eyes of Lin Chuqiao, Chen Xu'an, and others, their strength was already formidable and domineering enough.

With just his physical body and a pair of fists, he can shatter walls and break through the air, and withstand the shockwave of an explosion.

This performance is enough to leave the vast majority of capable people in the world far behind.

But only Fang Cheng himself knew that the higher he climbed to the top of this world, the more he could feel the unfathomable danger beyond the magnificent scenery.

Especially after personally experiencing the power of the mysterious leader of the "ideal land," his sense of urgency was stronger than ever before.

The opponent's mere presence within Chen Qiming's body was enough to unleash a massive offensive from thousands of miles away, with words becoming law.

Even before their true forms appeared, they nearly wiped out the entire Chen family.

Ultimately, he was forced to exert all his strength to barely destroy the spatial passage.

Fang Cheng asked himself these questions.

Although he could project his consciousness onto a "believer," he could never achieve the same level of combat power by using an ordinary body as the other party.

Last night's battle seemed like a victory for us.

In reality, the two sides never even truly began a direct confrontation.

In just one brief confrontation, he was already at a disadvantage and suffered physical injuries.

And what about the other party?

Perhaps it was just the loss of a piece that could be easily discarded, and a failed attempt.

Facing such a powerful enemy, Fang Cheng was filled with nothing but an indomitable fighting spirit.

Looking back now, after calming down, I can't help but feel lingering fear.

That aura of looking down on all living beings, that oppressive feeling of regarding all things as straw dogs, is still clearly imprinted in my perception.

It feels as if you are facing a predator at the top of the food chain, making you tremble from your very survival instincts.

To put it more vividly, it felt like a strong ant biting a dragon with all its might.

Although he forced the dragon to retreat, he also broke his own jaw teeth.

The dragon, however, only let out a soft "Eh" in surprise due to the unexpected sting, without even a trace of anger.

The opponent is definitely not an ordinary S-rank; they may have even surpassed the conventional classification of ability users.

It might even touch upon the realm of the legendary "gods".

In the future, if I were to face such an unfathomable enemy head-on, I would have absolutely no chance of winning in my current state.

A heavy pressure weighed on Fang Cheng's heart, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

As his thoughts drifted, a pale blue light screen, visible only to him, quietly unfolded before his eyes.

Boxing Experience +100

Boxing lv3 (375/1000)

[Muay Thai Experience +40]

Muay Thai Level 2 (328/500)

[Qigong Experience +50]

Qigong lv2 (309/500)

Several notifications indicating skill experience increases flashed across the panel.

In last night's battle, Fang Cheng successively destroyed Xuanzhen's physical body and domain, and subsequently successfully destroyed the spatial passage.

The progress bars for the three fighting skills increased significantly as a result, especially the boxing skill, which gained a whopping 100 experience points.

However, compared to the massive amount of experience required to advance to the next level, this increase is still a drop in the ocean.

Ultimately, improving these skills requires years of diligent practice and real-world experience to break through the bottlenecks.

Hoping to make rapid progress and achieve success overnight is clearly wishful thinking. Thinking of this, Fang Cheng recalled another unresolved troublesome matter.

Back in the secret realm, Xuanzhen had offered to reveal the mysterious leader's true identity in exchange for his life.

Out of caution, Fang Cheng did not agree.

According to Xuanzhen, simply saying the other person's name will allow them to sense it.

As for himself, he was clearly not ready to face such an unknown and powerful opponent.

But man proposes, God disposes.

Xuanzhen's dying summons caused the other's consciousness to directly cross space and arrive here.

Although Fang Cheng successfully prevented the other party's true form from descending, Lin Chuqiao had already made the Chen family issue a gag order and clean up the aftermath.

However, their appearances had already been seen by the other party after that consciousness descended into Chen Qiming's body.

With such a vulnerability existing, it's probably only a matter of time before the other party finds them.

It all depends on whether the other party takes this matter seriously and whether they are willing to spare a little effort from their so-called grand "plan" to investigate this "ant that bit them".

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes suddenly turned sharp.

In any case, we cannot place our hopes on the enemy's negligence.

We must improve our capabilities as soon as possible and prepare for the worst.

His gaze slowly swept across the panel, temporarily setting aside those skills that required a lot of time to accumulate experience.

Ultimately, attention was drawn to two lower-level skills.

Tai Chi Level 1 (227/250)

[Running lv1 (210/250)]

These two skills are arguably the most promising for achieving a breakthrough in a short period of time.

If you can successfully upgrade them to the Master level, whether you gain new skill effects or are rewarded with free attribute points, you can achieve a real leap in your combat power.

In particular, if all free attribute points can be added to Constitution, allowing it to be the first to break through the 80-point mark...

Fang Cheng's eyes lit up instantly.

80 points could very well be a new threshold for a new level of life.

Once you overcome this hurdle, your recovery ability, resilience, and even the quality and quantity of your inner energy will undergo tremendous changes.

Even if they are still no match for the mysterious powerhouse of the ideal world when they encounter it again in the future, they can at least withstand the first wave of impact.

Then, by relying on the speed of breaking the sound barrier, they can retreat calmly and gain more initiative.

With this in mind, Fang Cheng felt somewhat reassured and had clearly defined his short-term cultivation goals.

His gaze continued downwards, looking at the support skills, and lingering on a few special medical skills.

【Bone Setting Lv1 (56/250)】

[Acupressure Lv0 (29/100)]

【Massage lv0 (43/100)】

In fact, the progress bars for these three skills have been stagnant for quite some time.

After the New Year, one thing after another came up. Work, family matters, and exercise took up most of my time, and I also had to deal with the Noah organization's pursuit.

Fang Cheng rarely had free time to work part-time at Master Lin's clinic.

Moreover, even if you went, there wouldn't be enough patients for you to treat and practice on, to gain experience.

Fang Cheng pondered for a moment, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

If you specifically seek out some gangsters, break their legs first, and then use your medical skills to heal them.

Will I gain experience points this way?

Perhaps it won't be long before I can max out these medical skills and then combine them into a Qigong level.

At that time, Qigong will advance to the Grandmaster level, and one's trump cards will be more abundant in terms of healing efficiency, defensive strength, and combat methods.

But... isn't this a bit too cruel?

Fang Cheng's lips twitched slightly, and he shook his head, temporarily suppressing this somewhat crazy idea in his heart.

The most urgent task is to proceed steadily and surely.

First, upgrade "Tai Chi" and "Running" to Master level, and strive to break through the 80-point mark in physical attributes as soon as possible.

At the very least, we must ensure that when we use "Infinite Combo" and "Kirin Arm" next time, we won't hurt ourselves like we did this time.

With these thoughts in mind, there was no longer any hesitation or confusion in my heart.

Fang Cheng put down his water glass, slowly stood up, and stretched his limbs.

As the body stretched, a deep and imposing aura spread out with the cracking sounds of the joints.

"call--"

Then, he exhaled a breath of stale air, which took away the lingering pain from the wound and dispelled the gloom that had been hanging over his heart.

Fang Cheng clenched his fist slightly, his eyes regaining their firmness and sharpness.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded:

"Brother Cheng, don't move around, be careful of your wound!"

Just as Fang Cheng was about to take a step, Lin Chuqiao grabbed his uninjured left arm and gently pulled him back onto the sofa.

She held the tube of the special ointment she had just used in her hand, her brows slightly furrowed, a hint of reproach on her face.

"You have a few other abrasions on your body. Let me treat them for you to prevent any potential problems."

As she spoke, she unscrewed the cap of the ointment, her bright eyes staring directly at him, leaving no room for negotiation.

Fang Cheng couldn't help but raise an eyebrow:
"Isn't that unnecessary? They're just minor injuries; I can handle them myself."

He tried to regain some autonomy, after all, being "manipulated" like this by a girl was still a bit uncomfortable.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chuqiao's eyes flickered with a hint of mischief:

"Even if you're incredibly skilled, you can't just smear ointment on your own back, can you? You're not going to expect Wendy to do it for you, are you?"

As she spoke, she glanced at the other end of the sofa.

Pan Wendi was engrossed in a mobile game, his fingers flying across the buttons.

Fang Cheng followed her gaze, imagined the scene, and shook his head speechlessly.

So he gave up resisting, relaxed his body a little, and lay back on the sofa.

Lin Chuqiao smiled, a hint of triumph flashing in her eyes.

She lifted Fang Cheng's shirt, revealing the man's broad and muscular back.

Her slender, fair fingers dipped into the ointment, spread it evenly, and carefully applied it to the red, swollen, and bruised areas.

Each touch of my fingertips felt like a feather brushing against my heart, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.

Lin Chuqiao's movements were very gentle, with a woman's unique tenderness and patience, as if she were giving a soothing massage.

The warm sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a golden glow on my bronze skin.

Fang Cheng simply closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and enjoyed this rare moment of leisure.

The sounds of television news broadcasts, mixed with the sound effects of Pan Wendi's mobile game, and the song hummed softly by Bai Ling could be heard in my ears.

The woman's pleasant fragrance lingered around my nose, mingling with a faint medicinal scent, creating a unique calming effect.

Just as Fang Cheng was immersed in the moment, a strange feeling suddenly stirred in his heart.

That was a subtle change originating from the inner world.

Like rain after a long drought, or like a dormant seed finally sprouting, it brings an indescribable vitality and excitement.

(End of this chapter)