Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1116 - 547:

"What’s the Chairman going to do..."

Fatty Hu’s question was cut off as the scene before him forced the words back down his throat.

He saw Fang Cheng suddenly accelerate when he was still two meters from the wall, leaping up like a great bird.

He swept through the air as a black shadow, not crashing into the wall, but gently adhering to it.

On closer inspection, Fang Cheng’s fingers were splayed wide, firmly pressed against the surface of the tempered glass.

It was as if the slippery glass facade had become rougher than tree bark in his hands, providing unparalleled grip.

The next second, Fang Cheng exerted his waist and abdomen, arched his back, and alternated the movement of his limbs.

Like a giant spider, he climbed swiftly up the vertical glass facade.

"Snatch, snatch, snatch—"

Each time his fingertips gripped the glass, his body would shoot up several meters.

No hooks, no suction cups, no ropes.

He was challenging a skyscraper that would daunt ordinary people, with nothing but hand climbing.

The black hooded sweatshirt flapped in the night wind.

His entire being transformed into a black streak, speeding through the reflections of multicolored neon lights.

In a blink, he had already climbed past the dozens of meters-high pedestal of the building, over the bottom’s billboard, racing towards the invisible summit shrouded in clouds.

On the ground, several new members stood dumbstruck in front of the revolving door, their necks craned stiffly upward.

The city’s surrounding noise seemed to vanish in that moment.

In their eyes, there was only that black silhouette moving effortlessly against the vertical wall.

"Oh my goodness..."

Fatty Hu gaped, his rogue-like eyes wide with amazement:

"Is... is that even human?"

Fei Ying swallowed as well, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.

As an agility-type power user, he had always prided himself on his control over his body.

But seeing the figure climbing unassisted hundreds of meters above the ground made his scalp tingle.

Doesn’t he need leverage? That’s glass!

Old Chen was equally astonished, mumbling to himself:

"So this is what the chairman meant by ’going up from behind’... I thought he meant the freight elevator..."

Eagle Eye, who had been silent, also had a change of expression.

With his enhanced vision, he could clearly make out every detail.

Fang Cheng’s fingers seemed welded to the glass surface, his entire musculature undulating like waves with every climbing motion.

Every movement was composed, without the slightest hesitation, as if the building wasn’t vertical but laid flat on the ground.

That kind of absolute control over body and environment finally caused a ripple in Eagle Eye’s proud heart.

Is this the world of the S-Class?

"Stop dawdling."

Eagle Eye was the first to look away, pushing down the brim of his cap to hide the astonishment in his eyes:

"The chairman will be in place soon. We can’t hold him back."

The other three snapped back to reality, taking a deep breath as the doubt in their eyes faded away, replaced by excitement.

The four turned quickly, stepping with resolve through the revolving glass door.

By the planters across from the building.

Xiao Ya looked up, covering her mouth in shock at the figure that had turned into a black dot:

"Uncle Ye... is Brother Chairman Spiderman?"

The professor adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking at the figure merging into the night sky, a proud smile curling at his lips:

"No, Xiao Ya."

"He is destined to become our king."