Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1352 - 654:

The battle instantly entered a white-hot climax.

Fang Cheng was like a fierce tiger charging into a flock of sheep, completely unleashing his limbs.

jab, Swing Punch, Hand Blade, high kick, Low Sweep...

There wasn’t the slightest bit of flashy technique, only the purest, most lethal killing skills.

The Ghouls moved as fast as phantoms, thousands of claws interweaving into an airtight web of death.

But in Fang Cheng’s eyes, these monsters’ pounces were like slow motion, riddled with openings everywhere.

Even though he was deep in encirclement, he still advanced and retreated with ease, moving with perfect control.

A hunched Ghoul sprang up, leaping through the air to pounce down savagely.

Fang Cheng dropped his stance, dodging the razor-sharp claws, then followed through with a vicious upper Hook Punch, blasting from below straight into the monster’s jaw.

The tremendous kinetic force directly blew off its lower jaw along with the top of the skull, and the floating eerie green ghost-flame was scattered by the yin wind in an instant.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Another three Ghouls closed in from the side in a pincer attack.

Fang Cheng’s waist suddenly powered up, his left leg swinging out in a high Sweep Kick like a battle axe.

His hardened instep swept across, instantly kicking three skulls to pieces, bursting in midair like overripe watermelons.

He didn’t pause at all.

The moment his right foot hit the ground, he borrowed the momentum of his spin, dropping his shoulder and bending his elbow.

A savage spinning elbow smash slammed down, crashing hard into the face of the Ghoul that was sneaking up from behind, caving its entire face deep into its skull.

Immediately after, he clamped both hands around another Ghoul’s neck, yanked it down sharply, while his right knee shot up like a heavy hammer.

"Crack!"

Its cervical vertebra snapped on the spot, and its ribcage shattered and collapsed instantly.

Fang Cheng kicked the corpse away and sprang into the air, unleashing a Flying Knee strike.

Riding the momentum of his descent, he crushed straight into two Ghouls lunging at him head-on, his knees brutally smashing them into the ground.

Bang!

Under the violent impact, the stone slabs collapsed with a crack, a pit several feet deep blasted out on the spot.

In this Spiritual World where he didn’t have to worry about harming innocents, Fang Cheng brought his formidable physique and combat skills into full play.

For a time, black blood, severed limbs, and rotten flesh were flying all over the courtyard.

However, those Ghouls whose heads had been blown apart and chests pierced through did not completely perish.

Their broken bodies still twitched tenaciously, with granulated flesh and jagged bone at the severed parts wriggling madly, actually regenerating wounds at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Heh heh, you’re completely wasting your strength!"

From the depths of the darkness came Jiang Chen’s cold, mocking laughter:

"These were all elite shock troops who once followed this seat, fighting north and south through countless battles. Now that they’ve become Ghouls, as long as the Corpse Qi endures, they are an immortal, indestructible army!"

"You are now trapped in this seat’s Spiritual Domain, yet you still dream of killing them with brute force? Utter delusion..."

Fang Cheng’s expression remained calm, completely unmoved by this boast.

His fists slowly clenched, as if tiny flames were flickering in his pupils.

The next second—boom!

Even more dazzling golden flames erupted violently from within his body.

The raging blaze shot straight up to the sky, completely enveloping his entire being.

In this ruin shrouded by black mist, Fang Cheng was like a Great Sun rising, tearing open the darkness by sheer force and bursting with ten thousand rays of golden light.

Suddenly stabbed by the intense glare, the surrounding swathes of Ghouls couldn’t help raising their hands to shield their eyes, instinctively retreating.

But a few Ghouls whose ferocity had not yet faded took advantage of the chaos to rush forward.

Their razor claws raked hard at Fang Cheng’s body, yet they couldn’t even tear a corner of his clothes.

Instead, they were scorched by the golden flames protecting his body, howling in pain without end.

Fang Cheng let out a cold snort, his feet stomping down hard as he drove his strength up, hurling out the heavy punch he’d been holding back.

His Fist Power carried a dragon-roar-like thunder, as the Supreme Yang and unyielding True Sun Fire swept out in all directions in an instant.

The firelight exploded with a boom, sparks shooting in every direction.

The searing shockwave tore through everything around it like rotten wood.

The Ghouls caught in the blast were either flung away by the shockwave or engulfed by the flames.

Those flames clung like maggots to bone, burrowing into the depths of their flesh, burning away the entrenched chilling Corpse Qi along the way.

The icy, evil power ignited and surged the moment it touched the True Sun Fire, causing the blaze to grow even more ferocious.

"Awooo—"

Piercing wails rang out one after another, as every Ghoul that was hit turned into a blazing human-shaped torch.

The regenerative power they prided themselves on was completely restrained by this Supreme Yang, unyielding flame.

The granulation tissue squirming at their wounds carbonized and peeled away rapidly under the high heat.

In just the span of two breaths, they all burned into ashes, scattering with the wind.

Jiang Chen’s laughter cut off abruptly, his disbelieving voice echoing from the darkness:

"How is this possible? This Ten Thousand Ghosts Corpse Array was forged by me after absorbing a thousand years of Corpse Qi from the Underground Palace—how could you break it so easily?!"

Fang Cheng ignored him, bringing his hands together, turning palms into blades.

The blazing True Sun Fire compressed and drew together, coating the outer edge of his palms, condensing into an incomparably sharp Flame Blade.

Whoosh!

He twisted his waist hard, sweeping out a horizontal Hand Blade strike with crisp precision.

With a soft "puchi," it was like slicing melons and chopping vegetables.

The razor Flame Blade cleaved straight through the two frontmost Ghouls, severing their heads and arms in one stroke.

The cut surfaces were instantly charred by the high temperature; the foul black blood didn’t even have time to spurt out before evaporating completely.

He reversed his grip and chopped down again, the burning palm blade driving straight in from the top of another monster’s skull, cleaving it brutally in two.

Its internal organs hadn’t even hit the ground before the terrifying heat roasted them into ash on the spot.

The faster Fang Cheng fought, the more frenzied he became, his entire body turning into a golden storm wrapped in roaring flames.

With every strike, there was inevitably the thunder of shattering bone and flesh, and the booming detonation of erupting fire.