Start the liver experience with push-ups

Fang Cheng, detecting a familiar perfume scent, turned to look.

He saw a plump girl with black-framed glasses.

It was Shen Lili, whom he had met through Pan Wendi.

She walked over with a hint of curiosity, glancing at the closed Meditation Hall.

Then, turning to Fang Cheng, she initiated a conversation:

"Mr. Ma, did your tour group also take meditation classes here?"

Fang Cheng nodded and then asked her:

"Miss Shen, have you participated in the classes?"

Shen Lili's eyes flickered slightly, and she said with a smile:

"I'm not very interested in these things. Besides, free stuff often has hidden costs. It seems like a bargain, but there might be marketing traps hidden inside."

Fang Cheng smiled slightly upon hearing this.

The two chatted for a while, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Shen Lili claimed to be a folklorist, and her visit to Yong'an Island was specifically to participate in the long-renowned "Sea Sacrifice Festival."

Fang Cheng once again brought out the identity of "Ma Donghao," with his tragic past.

While speaking, he secretly observed the woman in front of him.

He always felt that her expression and demeanor revealed a strange sense of familiarity.

Especially the faint scent of perfume she exuded.

Earlier in the cafeteria, there were many people and a mix of various smells.

It was hard to notice without careful identification.

Now that they were alone, the perfume scent became exceptionally clear.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng suddenly spoke, asking:

"Miss Shen, do you know Lin Chuqiao?"

"Lin Chuqiao? Who is that? A female celebrity?"

Shen Lili's expression was wooden, slightly surprised.

Then, pushing up her black-framed glasses, she shook her head and said, "I don't know the person you're talking about."

Fang Cheng stared at her eyes, slightly flickering behind the lenses.

Then, he said in a calm tone:

"Is that so? Pan Wendi has already told me everything."

Hearing this, Shen Lili's eyes widened instantly, and she said angrily:

"That Wendi is so unreliable! I should sew his mouth shut!"

After cursing through gritted teeth, she looked up at Fang Cheng, only to see a hint of mischief on his face.

She immediately realized that this man was playing tricks, trying to trick her into revealing herself.

Shen Lili, no, it should be Lin Chuqiao, looked embarrassed and snorted softly.

Then, she waved her hand, pretending to be calm, and said:

"Forget it, I didn't intend to deliberately hide it from you. I only did this as a precaution."

Seeing that this "plump girl with glasses" was indeed Lin Chuqiao in disguise.

Fang Cheng looked at her speechlessly:

"Are you here as a special agent in this disguise?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Lin Chuqiao's lips:

"It's not convenient now. Let's find a chance to talk tomorrow."

At this time, a staff member was walking towards them in the distance.

Lin Chuqiao pretended to chat casually for a few words, then said goodbye and left.

Fang Cheng watched her back, then glanced at the Meditation Hall and shook his head.

He guessed that Lin Chuqiao was likely here for the Truth Society as well.

However, this had nothing to do with him.

… … … … … … … … … … … …

January 19th, early morning.

The golden sun completely leaped out of the sea.

A fishing boat, with the sound of its engine, cut through the waves and sailed past the cape.

And just beneath the shimmering water surface, in a dim place where even sunlight could hardly reach.

A figure lay prone on the volcanic ash-covered rocks, its body rising and falling.

Enduring pressure that ordinary people could hardly imagine, doing extreme physical training.

"… …"

"498."

"499."

"500."

Finally completing 10 sets of push-up exercises.

Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, exhaling a string of bubbles from his nostrils.

Then, he stood up straight, looking at the faint blue light screen in the darkness.

[Push-up experience +65]

[Squat experience +63]

[Push-up lv2 (412/500)]

[Squat lv2 (372/500)]

Looking at the skill practice progress displayed on the panel, Fang Cheng nodded slightly, quite satisfied.

Prior to this, 10 sets of squat exercises had also been successfully completed.

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As for the other four skills in the Prisoner's Six Arts.

Because the training efficiency was not as high as push-ups and squats, Fang Cheng planned to put them aside for the time being.

So as to put the freed-up time on the practice of stance and breathing techniques.

At this moment, the waves above were shimmering, hazy, and a little brighter than before.

Obviously, it wasn't early.

Looking at the skill progress displayed on the panel.

[Stance lv0 (76/100)]

Fang Cheng then held his breath and concentrated, tucking his chest and straightening his back, aligning his waist and legs.

With his legs firmly planted, he began practicing stance on the seabed rocks.

At first, he felt relatively relaxed, at least not as strenuous as squatting.

But when his whole person completely calmed down, he began to experience a dual extreme suppression from body to soul.

Seawater surged from all directions, constantly squeezing every inch of skin, trying to seep in from the ears, nostrils, and even pores.

The internal organs were also subjected to the influence of huge pressure.

The lungs first compressed inward, expelling part of the oxygen stored in the alveoli.

Then the heart, pumping hard a few times, increased the blood supply to the body.

Then, the liver, spleen, kidneys, gallbladder, stomach, and other organs also quickly adjusted and adapted due to the influence of water pressure.

Fang Cheng turned on the Focus skill, deeply feeling the intense and subtle changes occurring inside his body.

Then, he silently circulated his breath, his abdomen bulging.

Slowly, his whole person's shoulders and body trembled slightly.

A faint sound, along with the exhalation, emanated from the abdominal cavity, then spread around and transmitted.

And through this whole-body vibration, similar to the Thunder Sound entering the body, he vaguely resolved the pressure on the internal organs and blood vessels caused by the water pressure, and smoothed out the slightly disordered flow of breath inside his body.

Fang Cheng suddenly felt his heart and chest widen, and his breathing became smooth.

Perhaps it was the contrast with the initial sense of oppression that was too obvious, allowing him to have such a clear feeling he had never had before.

Or perhaps it was the "Water Breathing" talent playing an amplifying role.

Allowing him to have the instinct of efficient breathing like a whale, so as to smoothly control the movement of breath in his body.

Fang Cheng was able to easily achieve the training effect that he could not achieve on land before.

Moreover, as the Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound technique ran, the trace of heat generated in the lower abdomen was also slowly growing, becoming more and more stable.

No longer as unpredictable as before, fleeting.

Sunlight shone down through the tens of meters high sea surface, slightly raising the temperature of this dark and cold water area.

Fang Cheng's whole person also became warmer, his skin slightly red, and his blood circulation accelerated.

All the pores in his body opened up, seemingly expelling turbid air from his body with the thunder sound vibrations, while greedily absorbing the oxygen molecules contained in the seawater.

Suddenly, the light blue screen flickered, and a prompt message appeared.

[Congratulations, you have diligently practiced your skills, gained a preliminary understanding, and successfully mastered a health-preserving skill]

[Unlocked skill: Breathing Technique lv0 (0/100)]