Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 997 - 499:

In the darkness before dawn, a pale blue light screen quietly emerged, gradually unfolding.

Fang Cheng stared at the data on the panel, silently pondering.

Over the past week, he had been through several high-intensity life-or-death battles.

From destroying Xuan Zhen’s Spiritual Secret Realm, killing this evil, to confronting the consciousness possessed by the leader of the Ideal Land, preventing its true form from descending.

In the subsequent process of clearing obstacles for Chen Xu’an and redefining the power structure of Tian Nan Province, he had intervened several times to help eliminate opposing targets.

This series of battles caused the experience points of "Boxing," "Sanda," "Muay Thai," "palm technique," and other Fighting Skills to skyrocket.

"Qigong" even made breakthrough progress after the body was injured, due to a fortuitous opportunity.

In stark contrast to this is the slow upgrade progress of fitness-related skills.

Due to being entangled in many affairs and limited by the environment, lacking systematic daily exercise, this area of experience bar has nearly stagnated.

For the current self, strengthening the physique and honing the foundation of the physical body is more urgent than the refinement of combat skills.

The former is "technique," while the latter is the "way" that carries all strength.

After all, technique can leverage great force with little effort, but the premise is that you have the "little force" as the capital to leverage the great force.

If one is as fragile as thin paper, no matter how exquisite the techniques and Skill Effects, they are castles in the air, collapsing at the slightest touch.

Just like the previous fierce display of "Kirin Arm" and "Infinite Continuous Punching" during battle.

If the physical quality is not tough enough, no matter how fierce the attack launched, the terrifying counterforce will first destroy oneself instead.

Fang Cheng’s gaze swept over line by line of skill bars, finally fixing on the Attributes interface.

Even though the Constitution Attribute is now already stacked to 76 points, an astonishing figure, it still falls far short of his expectations.

Having witnessed the nearly god-like aura and unfathomable strength of the Ideal Land’s leader, Fang Cheng became increasingly clear about his shortcomings.

Facing such a monster that has lived for countless years, just relying on his current physical strength, perhaps he couldn’t even take a single move from the opponent.

To have the qualification to confront the world’s top experts head-on and counterattack, he must first forge a stronger, tougher physique that surpasses the limits of humanity.

This requires him to invest more time and energy into practicing fitness skills to prepare for possible future battles.

Admittedly, once a skill advances to Grandmaster Level or even higher, the difficulty of gaining experience rises exponentially, and every tiny progress requires several times more effort.

But this is precisely the fairness of martial arts.

Muscles have memory, and sweat will never deceive you.

On this road to the human body’s limits, there are never shortcuts to take.

Only through day after day of monotonous repetition, only by holding on for one more second every time you reach the point of exhaustion can you gradually forge the mortal flesh into an indestructible body comparable to gods and demons.

This process of building up from grains of sand, of water dropping through stone, is itself a highly advanced practice.

Ordinary people often find it difficult to persevere through the long monotony because they cannot see specific progress.

But I am different.

With the panel’s assistance, every heartbeat, every drop of sweat can be converted into visible data growth.

This certainty of "effort will be rewarded" is his greatest confidence in facing strong enemies.

"Just give me the time, and I can create miracles..."

With this thought, Fang Cheng’s eyes gradually became firm and fiery.

Since Tai Chi Boxing has already broken through to Master Level, the focus of the next training should return to the most unpretentious physical training.

His gaze moved downwards, locking onto one line of data:

[Running Lv1 (239/250)]

Only 11 experience points short of leveling up.

"Starting today, the morning exercise plan officially restarts!"

Fang Cheng murmured to himself, then swiftly turned off the panel, turned around, and walked to the clothes rack.

Today’s schedule is very full.

Besides morning exercise, he also planned to meet with Lin Chuqiao and the professor in the morning to conduct field investigations of those two designated Illuminati bases.

Since that’s the case, he’d better make good use of the time.

He swiftly changed into a set of breathable blue sportswear, walked into the bathroom, and splashed his face hard with cold water.

The icy water droplets slid down his cheeks, taking away the last trace of laziness.

The youth in the mirror had a sharp gaze, and his energy and spirit had already adjusted to their peak state.

A few minutes later, there was a slight click of the door lock in the courtyard.

A sprightly figure flew through the thin morning mist, running into the ancient streets of Wanghu Town, heading steadily towards the Lake Ring Road.

As time passed, the night was quietly fading away.

The eastern sky first revealed a hint of pale light, then slowly spread, and gradually was dyed golden-red.

A red sun broke free from the horizon, leaping into the sky.

On the lake, a thousand rays of sparkling light were shattered into gold, and the sleeping city also awoke.

The traffic on the streets began to increase, food stalls were emitting steaming heat, and hurried commuters filled the subways and buses.

As the sunshine grew increasingly bright and radiant, the clock quietly pointed to nine in the morning.

On the other side of the city, at Jinshui Fish Market in the Lingang District.

Here, it was already a scene of bustling activity.

The narrow alleyways were alive with sound, with cries of vendors and the beeping of horns rising and falling.

The air was filled with a unique aroma, mixed with the smells of fishiness, engine oil, and cheap cigarettes.