Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1565 - 751: Flight Training (Part 3)

Fang Cheng borrowed the force of the violent rush, his entire body soaring dozens of meters into the air.

Countless glistening droplets slipped off his broad shoulders and defined back muscles, refracting a splendid glow in the morning light.

He hovered between sea and sky, gazing into the distance.

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

On the horizon, a dazzling gold-red hue was slowly emerging, dyeing the clouds with large swathes of magnificent colors.

Yong’an Island stood quietly on the nearby sea, the town on the island half-hidden in morning mist, appearing serene and peaceful.

The cool sea breeze of morning blew directly, mixed with a faintly chilled mist, invigorating the mind.

A rhythmic low ming sound of fishing boat motors was faintly heard, as early-rising fishermen began their day’s work.

Looking at this vast and boundless ocean, a refreshing and exuberant feeling surged in Fang Cheng’s heart.

Then, with a change of mind, his gaze swept over the undulating waves beneath him.

At this moment, with the vast sea and sky, and no one around, isn’t this the perfect opportunity to practice Flying Skill?

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng leaned slightly forward, and suddenly stamped his feet.

Boom!

The air compressed and exploded under his feet, propelling his body like a great bird, skimming across the sea surface.

Hundreds of meters ahead, gravity began to tug at his body, and the speed gradually slowed.

Fang Cheng tapped his feet on the crest of a surging wave, utilizing its thrust to spring up again, like a petrel racing across the water, stirring a white track of spray.

"Give it another push!"

Fang Cheng uttered a low shout, True Qi exploded from the soles of his feet, blasting out a circle of white air waves.

Immediately, his body soared into the sky like a rocket, rising hundreds of meters high in an instant.

A few seagulls flying towards the dawn were caught in the gust, their feathers disheveled, letting out startled cries.

Fang Cheng brushed past the gulls, stretching out his arms, spreading his fingers, feeling the moist mist in the clouds.

Looking down, the town of Yong’an Island shrank in his view into a delicate model.

The winding island road looked like a gray ribbon, with occasionally small cars moving slowly upon it.

White smoke puffed from chimneys on rooftops, and pedestrians appeared as tiny as ants.

This feeling of soaring in the wind, trampling everything beneath his feet, brought an unprecedented sense of freedom and control.

Fang Cheng effortlessly switched between positions in the hundreds of meters altitude, sometimes spreading his arms to glide, sometimes closing his shoulders to dive.

The coordination between his internal True Qi and external airflow became increasingly skillful, and his flying posture gradually became as agile as a limb maneuver.

After flying for a while, Fang Cheng locked his gaze on a cape extending into the sea.

It was a steep cliff composed of black granite, with wild white waves crashing against the rocks at the base, emitting thunderous roar.

Fang Cheng gathered his arms in the air, drawing an elegant arc, landing steadily at the cliff top.

His soles touched the hard rock without any sound, not even disturbing a single pebble at his feet.

He stood at the cliff’s edge, facing the breaking dawn, spreading his arms.

Golden light pierced through the clouds, slanting onto his naked body, outlining his sculptural perfect muscular contour.

Ten thousand feet of red clouds spread across the sea, shimmering, as the entire world revived at this moment.

Watching this spectacular and unmatched sunrise, Fang Cheng exhaled a long breath.

A column of white air shot out like an arrow for several meters before slowly dissipating in the sea breeze.

Meanwhile, a notification swept past his view.

[You have experienced a refreshing and rigorous flight training, experience +7]

[Flying lv0 (83/100)]

"Visualization and Flying Skill are almost leveling up!"

Fang Cheng glanced at the data displayed on the panel, a slight smile curving his lips.

Then, he dismissed the panel, turning to prepare to leave.

"It’s getting late, I must return to East Capital..."

Halfway through the sentence, his movements suddenly froze.

Fang Cheng felt the only red underwear on his body, helplessly patting his forehead.

The Silver Key was hidden in his coat, not taken out at all.

To return to East Capital, he would have to go down to retrieve it.

He took two steps forward, returning to the cliff’s edge.

Then, like a professional diver, he spread his arms and leaped off the towering cliff, diving straight into the tempestuous sea.