Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1287 - 624:

Meanwhile, the deep rumble of an all-terrain vehicle and the clamor of urgent shouts could faintly be perceived.

It was evident that a powerfully armed, substantial contingent was hurtling in their direction.

The masked individual's pupils constricted sharply, his gaze swept across the developing scene in the distance, and his countenance shifted in an instant.

However, he did not proceed towards the origin point of the signal flare; rather, he unfurled his wings and executed a forceful, abrupt turn while airborne.

Accompanied by a rush of wind, he intensified his flight towards the dense woodland in the opposing direction, his form rapidly dissolving into the swirling fog.

A burning intensity flared in Fang Cheng's eyes, his vision piercing the thick mist to fixate on the escape vector of the vanished masked man.

At this juncture, the nine-second aerial suspension duration had elapsed, and the residual propulsive force from his final leap had been entirely expended.

Fang Cheng's body, deprived of aerodynamic support, began a swift descent directly toward the dense forest canopy below.

Just moments prior to impacting the treetops, his eyes sharpened with focus, and his legs coiled like powerful hydraulic springs, enabling him to land precisely upon the trunk of a robust tree, roughly three individuals thick, and propel himself outward with a forceful kick.

"Crack!"

The unyielding wood succumbed to the immense pressure, fracturing and splintering instantaneously.

Utilizing this rebound momentum, Fang Cheng dramatically altered his trajectory while still in mid-air.

He bounded from one treetop to another across the vast expanse of the forest, akin to a predator navigating the jungle.

Each impact was accompanied by the explosive shattering of foliage, relentlessly propelling him in the direction of the masked man's flight.

"Ssshh——"

Amidst a sound reminiscent of a high-pressure vessel releasing steam, the diamond-shaped crystal affixed to the masked man's chest pulsed with urgent light twice before fading completely.

Instantly thereafter, the high-density bio-armor encasing his form began to soften and retract.

"Ugh!"

The masked man emitted a suppressed groan of intense agony as dazzling arcs of blue energy erupted from his body.

The dark blue bio-metallic substance, deeply integrated with his flesh and symbiotically entwined with muscle fibers, commenced a violent retraction.

Accompanying the chilling sound of flesh being torn away, layers of chitinous plating rapidly disintegrated.

These then transmuted into a viscous, dark blue fluid that surged back like a relentless tide into the fractured opening at the center of his chest.

The high-frequency bone blades protruding from his forearms and the horns adorning his brow forcefully retracted into his body, reverting to their original configuration.

The expansive, wing-like external augmentation curled and withered, culminating in all the bio-metallic components converging into the central diamond-shaped crystal.

Stripped of the aerial capabilities afforded by the armor, the masked man's equilibrium was utterly compromised.

Despite having already minimized his altitude to the greatest extent possible before his energy reserves were depleted.

The sheer momentum from plummeting dozens of meters still forcefully slammed him onto the earth.

"Boom!"

Upon impact, the masked man instinctively contracted his body, rolling repeatedly to disperse the kinetic energy, gouging a trench in the soft earth and ending up thoroughly coated in dust and grime.

The violent impact sent his internal blood churning, a sickly sweetness rising in his throat.

Fortunately, his physical conditioning far surpassed that of a normal individual; while this descent was undignified, it had not critically injured his vital internal systems.

However, before he could fully regain his bearings, the dense canopy above him suddenly erupted.

A sphere of incandescent golden flame, carrying a pressure as terrifying as a celestial object from the heavens, impacted the mud mere meters ahead of him.

"Thud!"

The deep, resonant thud echoed like war drums, causing the ground to tremble violently and the earth to heave.

The intense shockwave radiated outward along the ground like rolling thunder, wrenching shrubs from their moorings within a considerable radius.

Surrounding debris and fractured branches were propelled outward like deadly shrapnel.

As the swirling dust began to settle, Fang Cheng's imposing figure slowly became visible.

His sculpted muscles, hardened like bronze under the intense golden light, accentuated his formidable physique.

His searingly cold gaze pierced the dissipating haze, resolutely fixing upon his grounded quarry.

The masked man settled onto one knee, an attempt to stem the flow of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

He gazed upwards at the indomitable figure confronting him, resembling a wrathful celestial deity.

He was acutely aware that all his formidable assets had been expended, his reserves of stamina completely depleted.

Even if he attempted to flee now, he stood no chance of outrunning the terrifying, near-supersonic speed of his adversary.

Firmly discarding any notion of further resistance, he swiftly lifted his right hand, palm extended forward, and called out:

"Wait, don't move yet!"