Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1017 - 507: Muscle Armor, Prototype of the Ultimate Lifeform (Part 2)

Even if standing naked in the icy world of the Arctic, I probably wouldn’t feel cold.

This is entirely a manifestation of vitality reaching its peak, enough to resist extreme cold and heat.

Fang Cheng slowly raised his arm, placing it in front of his eyes.

The skin, originally bronze from long training, had undergone a peculiar transformation.

The dead skin on the surface dried into fragments, falling off, revealing the new skin beneath.

The skin was fair and delicate, even exuding a baby-like softness that sharply contrasted with the previous bronze hue.

Fang Cheng raised an eyebrow, his whole body tensing and then suddenly relaxing.

An invisible force burst from within him, shaking off all the dead skin attached to the surface, scattering it on the floor as a fine dust.

He then walked into the bathroom, stood in front of the bathroom mirror, and wiped away the condensation on the mirror surface with his hand.

When the figure in the mirror came into focus, Fang Cheng’s pupils slightly contracted.

There weren’t exaggerated dimensions of bulging muscles and protruding veins, nor had he turned into a towering giant over two meters tall.

At first glance, his body shape hadn’t changed much.

Compared to the previous robust and wild appearance, the contours seemed much more restrained, giving an illusion of "frailty."

But this was merely an appearance.

The distinct muscle contours had now become extraordinarily smooth and fluid.

As if chiseled by the hand of the most masterful creator, all sharpness and roughness had been removed.

Yet beneath this soft exterior lay a heart-stoppingly perfect texture.

Under the bathroom light, his entire muscle structure glowed with a jade-like luster, smooth yet indestructible.

Each inch of skin was taut and flawless, with virtually invisible pores.

Like a newly carved statue of an Ancient Greek god, yet to be tainted by the mortal world.

This is not degeneration, but evolution.

It is the ultimate compression and concentration of what was once dispersed and violent strength.

Looking at the familiar yet strange handsome man in the mirror, he curved his lips into a smile:

"What is this? The prototype of an ultimate being?"

Suddenly, Fang Cheng’s gaze tightened, as if he thought of something.

He promptly turned and exited the bathroom, heading straight to the kitchen.

His eyes swept over the stainless steel rack filled with knives, choosing the sharpest bone-cutting knife and lightly pulling it out.

With a flick of his wrist, he executed a beautiful Knife Flower, the blade gleaming sharply.

Taking a deep breath, he aimed the blade at his left arm, pressing slightly harder.

The sensation was peculiar.

At first, it felt like piercing thick rubber, filled with excellent elasticity.

But as he applied more force, the tip seemed to sink in a little, only to encounter a strong resistance.

Like hitting a steel plate hidden beneath the skin.

His muscle fibers tightly contracted in an instant, becoming incredibly resilient.

This feeling was akin to wearing an invisible high-tech biological bulletproof vest, or perhaps a "muscle armor."

It combined flexibility and toughness, comparable to Kevlar synthetic fiber materials, its tensile strength several times that of steel, while still being light and soft.

Thus, it could withstand wear and tear in extreme environments and fend off powerful external impacts.

"Interesting."

Fang Cheng’s eyes flashed with excitement, and with a change of thought, he no longer held back.

He directly pressed the sharp blade against the skin of his forearm and executed a powerful slash.

"Sizzle—"

A dull sound similar to cutting through cowhide followed.

The blade slid over, leaving only a shallow white mark, surprisingly not even breaking the skin.

Fang Cheng was slightly amazed.

He knew that although his current strength was only 65 points, it far exceeded that of ordinary power users.

A slash this powerful could sever the bones of tigers and leopards, yet it couldn’t penetrate the surface defenses of his own skin?

"It seems the defensive power has indeed improved by more than just one level."

Fang Cheng gritted his teeth, his arm muscles suddenly bulging as he used seventy percent of his strength for another hard slash.

This time, the skin finally couldn’t withstand it, being cut with a long, thin gash as bright red blood oozed out.

Fang Cheng took no emergency measures, only staring intently at the wound, silently counting the time.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The muscles on both sides of the wound began to squirm violently as if alive, with countless tiny granulations growing and intertwining rapidly.

The bleeding wound quickly ceased bleeding and condensed.

In less than half a minute, a layer of dark brown scab had formed on the wound’s surface.

Fang Cheng gently wiped it with his hand, and the scab fell off, revealing the tender new skin beneath.

Aside from a slightly reddish tint, there were no visible signs of the previous injury at all.

"This regenerative ability... isn’t far from the legendary Vajra Unbreakable Body, is it?"

Fang Cheng couldn’t help but clench his fist with joy, feeling the vast ocean-like Life Energy within, a grand heroic spirit rising in his heart.

Is this the sensation of transforming from a mortal to a Superman?

Breaking the limits of the human body, shattering the shackles of the Genetic Lock, achieving a leap in the level of life.

Simply—thrilling!

If he returned to that night at Haoting Hotel and faced that man’s mind projection again, even if he still chose to confront the spatial channel with his fist.

That terrifying explosion shockwave would likely only create a few cuts across the surface muscles.

It would heal itself in just a few minutes, leaving him unharmed.

How strong is someone with such an incredibly resilient physique?

Fang Cheng willed and slowly raised his hand.

A wisp of azure True Qi quietly appeared, adhering closely to his palm and fingertips.

Unlike its previous humming, jumping, and vibrating state,

Now the True Qi was terrifyingly condensed.

It no longer dissipated or fluctuated but was stable like a solid, completely transparent throughout.

Like a sharp blade crafted from blue crystal covering his hand.

Fang Cheng watched his jade-like hand enveloped with blue crystal edges, gently waving it.

There wasn’t a slightest hint of wind or the shriek of tearing air.

The surrounding was deathly silent.

The hand swept through the area, silently severing the aluminum towel rack in front.

Like being cut with high-energy laser, the cut surface was perfectly smooth with not a single burr.

Only when the attack paused did a faintly perceptible transparent ripple appear in the air.

It quickly contracted into the palm, disappearing without a trace.

"Returning to simplicity..."

Four words involuntarily surfaced in Fang Cheng’s mind.

This was a realm transcending the simple concept of "strength," almost like an elevation of the essence of life.

Now, even when standing still, he exuded an aura of perfection and wholeness, seamless and naturally harmonious.

This is the qualitative change brought about by surpassing the 80-point Constitution threshold.

Fang Cheng’s pupils glittered with a golden light, his vision penetrating the dimensions of reality.

Deep within the sea of consciousness, the grand Inner World also underwent a heavenly transformation.

The island extended further into the void, and the Spiritual Energy thickened to a faint mist.

Even the majestic golden palace became more solemn and magnificent in the glow.

The sun high in the sky scattered endless golden rays, radiating infinite vitality, nourishing the nascent world.

Now, on the physical level, he might have met the stringent requirements of the "external" aspect of "Inner Scenery External Manifestation."

This vessel, already sufficient to bear the power to change the heavens and earth.

Only the Spirit’s further metamorphosis, and an opportunity for the two to harmoniously merge, remained.

"Since the foundation is already laid..."

Gazing at his nearly perfect form in the mirror, the light in Fang Cheng’s eyes once again became fervent.

"Let’s see what surprises lie ahead once all Attributes break their limits."

He willed, summoned the panel, and directed his gaze to the remaining 5 points of Free Attributes.

Without a hint of hesitation, they were all added to [Strength].

Buzz—

The panel values jumped, and the Strength attribute instantly broke through the 70-point threshold.

A brand new warmth surged into his limbs and bones.