Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1354 - 655

Fang Cheng slowly raised his head, and two clusters of golden flames suddenly emerged from the depths of his pupils.

His gaze was so intense it seemed almost scorching, as if it could completely dispel the darkness ahead.

His eyes swept across the broken roof of the great hall and focused deep into the swirling mist.

An invisible perception rippled outward like water waves.

Suddenly, Fang Cheng smirked and softly murmured:

"Found you."

Before the words were fully spoken, his right hand hanging by his side suddenly clenched tightly.

Boom!

Violent True Sun Fire surged out of Fang Cheng’s palm, channeling through his fingers into the spear shaft.

The black iron spear body was instantly burned to a white-hot hue, with metallic patterns inside vividly clear like blood vessels.

The fierce flames rose, continuously compressing and condensing.

Ultimately, the entire spear transformed into a flaming spear flowing with liquid-gold brilliance.

The terrifying heat even distorted the surrounding air.

Even the broken wood scattered on the ground spontaneously ignited when still several meters away from the spearhead.

In the depths of darkness, Jiang Chen’s breath suddenly hitched.

He seemed to have sensed a threat potent enough to be fatal.

Fang Cheng then posed with a side-body, arm-spread motion, his body like a tightly drawn bow.

His right arm muscles suddenly bulged, blue veins rising like steel cables beneath his skin.

He looked up towards the sky, locking his gaze onto a target hidden in the darkness.

Suddenly, he twisted his waist and pivoted his hip, his left foot stomping the ground heavily.

As the gravel scattered, the force traveled along his spine to his shoulder, elbow, wrist, finally erupting from his fingertips.

His right arm whipped up an afterimage, fiercely hurling the burning spear into the high air.

Boom—

With a piercing sonic boom exploding, the air in front of the spear tip compressed into a visible white air wave.

The flaming spear, dragging a tens-of-meters-long golden tail flame, roared upwards like a missile, shooting explosively towards a cluster of clouds drifting in the sky.

When the spear tip pierced into that cloud cluster, the compressed True Sun Fire, now unrestrained, suddenly unleashed.

Boom!

A massive fireball with a diameter of tens of meters exploded in the sky.

The violent blast wave overturned the surrounding swirling mist.

The entire dream space shook violently under this immense force, and the remaining roof tiles of the great hall rustled and fell.

"How could you possibly find me?!"

Jiang Chen’s startled shout came from above the clouds.

Immediately, a black shadow was forced out from the void by the explosion’s shockwave.

Afterward, it dragged a ghostly green trail of light, quickly fleeing towards the depths of the mist.

Fang Cheng withdrew from his throwing stance, his eyes bright and focused.

He glanced at the ground, nudged with the tip of his foot, sending another blood-stained spear spinning into the air, catching the shaft with his right hand.

The Golden Flame surged and rolled back, igniting it in an instant.

Fang Cheng gripped the spear wrapped in True Sun Fire, turned around again, and threw it.

Boom!

Another deafening sonic boom ensued.

The second flaming spear tore through the night sky, darting towards the back of the retreating black shadow even faster than before.

The black shadow had no time to avoid it.

As it seemed about to be pierced by the spear, Jiang Chen let out a strange shriek, his body tearing suddenly in midair.

"Riiip!"

The black shadow actually split into two, transforming into two identical forms, each darting into the mist-covered ruins on either side.

"How shameless of you!"

Jiang Chen’s angry curses echoed in the air.

Fang Cheng remained calm, his gaze locked onto the fleeing target, his eyes flickering slightly.

The spear that missed seemed controlled by an invisible force, making a sudden sharp stop in midair.

Sparks flew from the spear tip, forcibly changing direction to pursue one of the clones.

Thus, two spears acted like precision-guided missiles, each relentless in pursuing a black shadow.

Fang Cheng stood his ground, reaching out with his right hand in the air, with fingers clasping tight.

A third spear whistled up from the pile of corpses, landing steadily in his palm.

Just like the others, he ignited it with flames and threw it.

The golden flow tore through the air, directly targeting the other fleeing figure.

Despite being locked onto by two flaming spears, Jiang Chen did not seem overly panicked.

He immediately flickered his form.

The two fleeing shadows split again, transforming into four.

With no singular target, the flaming spears could only continue making choices, tightly chasing two of the forms.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen sneered coldly, mocking:

"You foolish boy, you’re completely wasting your efforts."

"In my Domain, Corpse Qi flows endlessly, my Divine Soul can clone infinitely; I want to see just how long you can persist!"

The voice came simultaneously from two clones, overlapping without distinction.

It sounded identical, making it impossible to discern which was the real Jiang Chen.

Fang Cheng did not reply.

He shook his hand, silently bent down, and picked up another spear.

He repeated the process: imbued it with flame energy, powered up, and fired.

Again and again, repeating the same action without hesitation, exhibiting a stubborn streak.

He seemed thoroughly committed to tangling with Jiang Chen, resolved to battle him to the end.

Fang Cheng appeared composed, with his mind made up.

If two spears were insufficient, then use three!

Three not enough, add a fourth!

Eventually, one will hit the target.

In just a dozen seconds, Fang Cheng had already hurled dozens of flaming spears.

Under the dark sky, dozens of golden streams, trailing long flame tails, chased after the scattering shadows.