Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1294 - 628

As dawn broke, a veil of mist cloaked the sea.

The horizon gradually brightened with a pale white, casting a cool, gray luminescence.

Currents churned the water forward, waves colliding and churning up fine white spray.

Fang Cheng maintained a skimming posture just above the water, slicing through the wind, advancing with great speed.

Sensing his airborne momentum waning, his body began to yield to gravity, starting to lose altitude.

Fang Cheng's gaze sharpened slightly, and he bent his right leg in mid-air.

The muscles in his inner and outer thighs instantly tensed, like a powerful bow drawn taut.

Then, he anchored himself against the air beneath his feet, channeling power to his sole and thrusting downwards forcefully.

Bang!

The incredibly swift footfall unleashed a power of tens of tons, instantaneously compressing the air in that confined space to an extreme degree.

The normally yielding medium, unable to dissipate in time, was forcefully squeezed into a solid, unseen wall of air.

The immense recoil surged upwards through his robust thigh muscles, reaching his waist.

It was akin to stepping onto an invisible, solid staircase.

Fang Cheng's movement halted, utilizing this opposing force to propel himself upward ten meters into the air abruptly.

Without delay, his left foot followed, twisting his waist and hips, striking downwards once more.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of sharp sonic booms erupted over the open sea.

Like the muffled thunder of early summer breaking the pre-dawn stillness, the sounds lingered.

Fang Cheng's rate of air-stepping accelerated dramatically, his legs now a blur of motion, almost indistinguishable.

He abandoned his level gliding approach, leaning forward into a sharp, upward angle of ascent.

Thus, using his left foot to push off his right, he defied gravity with a commanding presence, angling towards the sky, ascending with each step.

Thud thud thud—

Near the harbor, the monotonous roar of diesel engines could be heard.

A small fishing vessel was departing the port, parting the waves.

At the bow, an elderly fisherman, clad in a raincoat, held a cigarette and yawned as he untangled ropes matted with seaweed.

Suddenly, a deep, resonant thunderous sound echoed from above.

"Strange, the weather report didn't mention any thunderstorms today?"

The old fisherman looked up, puzzled, his eyes narrowed into slits by the deep wrinkles around them.

In the very next instant, his pupils contracted sharply.

Suspended in mid-air, a figure clad only in red shorts was inexplicably ascending continuously.

It appeared as though he was treading on air, leaving a clear trail of white vapor in his wake.

In a flash, the figure soared hundreds of meters into the sky.

"What in the blazes!"

The old fisherman's hand trembled violently, and the lit cigarette slipped from his grasp, landing on the damp deck with a faint "sizzle."A biting wind, like surging ocean tides, relentlessly assaulted Fang Cheng, seeking to cast him down from his lofty perch. More pressingly, the most immediate sensation was a stark decrease in air density. Throughout his continuous ascent, Fang Cheng had been using the air itself as a stepping stone, and the strangeness of his surroundings had not escaped his notice. Bang! His right foot, channeling the same force and angle as before, aimed for yet another upward thrust. Yet, this time, the circumstances were drastically altered. "Sss—" Mimicking the sound of escaping air, the reactive force beneath his sole was abruptly halved. His foot met only emptiness, and his body lurched, instantly losing its equilibrium. The previously sharp ascent path veered wildly off course in a mere instant. Like a kite whose strings had snapped, he began to tumble uncontrollably towards his left. At the critical moment of his imbalance, a powerful high-altitude crosswind, comparable to colossal waves, struck his flank with brutal force. Fang Cheng, caught within this gale, spiraled twice through the empty air. The savage wind tore into his mouth and nostrils, delivering a searing pain that felt like being slashed by knives.