Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 958 - 480:

"Bastards, you forced me to this!"

Xuan Zhen leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, already in a desperate situation, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes:

"I didn’t want to do this, but if that’s the case, let’s all die together!"

Everyone’s expressions tightened, assuming he was about to unleash some self-destructive Forbidden Technique.

But he suddenly stopped, lifted his head with all his strength, and let out a piercing scream:

"Help—Master—help—"

Everyone was stunned.

Could there be other hidden allies around?

However, the surroundings were utterly silent, without a single sound.

"Damn, this old man is acting, deliberately stalling for time!"

Pan Wendi was the first to react, warning the group.

"Get him!"

Bai Ling clenched his fists excitedly and said, "Let’s knock him out first, tie him up, and see how he continues to fake divine acts?"

The Chen Family hesitated no longer and charged him.

At that moment, an unexpected change occurred.

A surge of indescribable, majestic aura suddenly awakened from deep within Chen Qiming’s body.

Buzz—

An invisible shockwave rapidly spread from him as the center.

The leading members of the Chen Family were hit hard, grunted, and were forced back several steps by this strength.

A gust of wind rose out of nowhere in the presidential suite.

The heavy velvet curtains flapped loudly, and the papers on the table flew chaotically.

The hanging crystal chandelier swayed frantically, jingling sharply and urgently.

Pan Wendi and Bai Ling nearly lost their balance, quickly grabbing onto the nearby sofa to steady themselves.

Chen Xu’an and others were even more astonished, staring intensely at the storm’s center.

There, "Chen Qiming" slowly lifted his head.

His previously twisted face now appeared exceptionally calm.

In his eyes, a crimson glow replaced the pupils.

That gaze was no longer Xuan Zhen’s madness and desperation, but an ultimate authority and coldness.

"Not good!"

Lin Chuqiao’s face turned pale, her voice trembling slightly as she shouted:

"I sense an immensely powerful presence descending here."

No need for her warning, the others felt a shiver from their souls.

That aura wasn’t just strong—it held an elegance and divinity above all beings, instinctively compelling them to kneel in worship.

In the chaos, only Fang Cheng stood firm like a mountain, unmoved.

The wind blew at his clothes, yet couldn’t sway him at all.

At the moment this divine presence descended, not only did he refuse to retreat, but a sharp killing intent flashed in his eyes.

No matter what was descending, destroy the vessel before it fully controls the body!

Without any hesitation, Fang Cheng slightly crouched, powered through his waist and abdomen, the force channeled to his toes.

His right leg, like a steel whip filled with strength, whistled through the air, lightning-fast, striking at "Chen Qiming’s" chest.

He used all his power in this kick, aiming to obliterate both the opponent and what’s inside completely, with no mercy!

The "Chen Qiming," controlled by that mysterious presence, didn’t seem to react.

Bang—

With a thud like a drumbeat, Fang Cheng solidly struck his chest bone.

A tremendous force erupted instantly, sending "Chen Qiming" like a cannonball flying backward.

Boom!

The entire floor-to-ceiling window behind him, along with the sturdy alloy frame, shattered into pieces under this fierce power.

Countless glass shards, like sparkling rain, burst into the high air of the thirty-ninth floor.

The wind rushed in, making the room even more chaotic.

Everyone instinctively lifted their heads, looking outside.

Falling from this height, even a power user would end up as nothing but pulp.

However, the expected scene did not occur.

Outside the window, after being blown back over ten meters, Chen Qiming’s body strangely suspended in mid-air.