Start the liver experience with push-ups

The city at five in the morning.

Stars dotted the sky, streetlights were sparse.

Apart from the occasional tire noise of passing cars, it was silent.

Inside a dark, narrow rented room.

Flickering neon light seeped through the window, casting shadows that flickered and swayed on the wall.

“Chh… Haa…”

“Chh… Haa…”

Fang Cheng lay prone on the floor, straightened his back, and extended his legs together.

His arms bent downwards repeatedly until his chest almost touched the ground.

He took a deep breath of the cold, biting air.

Then, he forcefully straightened his elbows, lifted his chest, raised his head, and looked forward.

He exhaled a warm, white breath.

With each completed movement, he silently counted the repetitions, trying to maintain a steady rhythm.

That's right.

What he was doing was the "golden exercise of calisthenics," one of the three basic exercises of street workouts: push-ups.

After careful consideration, Fang Cheng decided to place "physical training" in the most important position.

He hoped to unlock new skills like "fitness" and "exercise" through basic practice, just like mastering "boxing."

Prison life was cruel; beatings and abuse were commonplace, and accidents causing serious injury or death often occurred.

In such a harsh environment, weakness was a sin, and becoming stronger was simply for survival.

The author studied for several years, learning various traditional skills from his fellow inmates, and then combined them with modern physical training science.

Finally, he had an epiphany and discovered a set of convict calisthenics that included six arts, a simple and profound path.

Its concept was very simple: to eliminate the need for a gym.

It did not require cold auxiliary equipment, nor did it require drugs to stimulate muscles.

It did not pursue thick limbs or large pectoral muscles, but only sought to control the body freely and become one's own master.

Anyone could possess explosive power and a beast-like physique.

Abandoning equipment and drugs was very much in line with Fang Cheng's current living conditions.

Currently, he also didn't have the money to buy personal training courses at a gym or to purchase supplements such as protein powder, nitric oxide boosters, or creatine.

Therefore, combining his own needs and the content of the book, Fang Cheng formulated a set of calisthenics training plan.

Including push-ups, squats, pull-ups, leg raises, back bridges, and handstand push-ups.

The book called these six skills the "Six Arts of the Convict."

And as the head of the Six Arts, "push-ups" were the simplest and most effective strength training method.

Doing this exercise not only strengthens the wrists, upper arms, chest muscles, and core, but also promotes cardiopulmonary function and increases endurance.

Fang Cheng was currently starting with the most standard two-arm push-ups.

Of course, on this basis, there were also more difficult movement options.

Such as diamond push-ups, jackknife push-ups, archer push-ups, fist push-ups, one-arm push-ups, superman push-ups, and other advanced training methods.

“13.”

“14.”

“15.”

“Haa… Haa…”

As the number of push-ups exceeded 10, Fang Cheng's breathing gradually became rapid.

The bending and stretching movements of his arms also began to deform, making it difficult to reach the standard level.

But Fang Cheng was not prepared to give up.

This was both a physical fitness test and a further exploration of the actual effect of the golden finger.

Different from professional skills such as "boxing" and "cooking."

The concept of "fitness" was too broad, all-encompassing, and difficult to define concretely.

For his first training session, Fang Cheng really wanted to see.

Whether he could trigger the panel to unlock the skill bar by repeatedly practicing the same movement.

“18.”

“19.”

“20…”

Barely managing to do 20, his physical strength seemed to be approaching its limit.

Fang Cheng's chest rose and fell sharply, and his arms began to tremble uncontrollably.

He couldn't help but stop to take a break.

“I'm still too weak…”

According to the training plan, a set of movements should have been completed 25 times.

Now it seemed that he had indeed overestimated himself.

This body usually lacked exercise and had been weak for a long time.

Suddenly engaging in high-intensity exercise, such performance was actually excellent enough.

What's more…

The panel had not responded for a long time, which inevitably made people feel hesitant.

Fang Cheng frowned tightly, panting heavily.

A wavering thought flashed through his mind, but was immediately discarded.

Once as an ordinary person, he could be unwilling, could feel sorry for himself, and could regret the regrets of the past.

Now, God had given him the opportunity to change his ordinary and humble life.

How could he easily give up, fabricating lies and excuses to numb himself?

A drop of salty sweat flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped to his chin.

Fang Cheng clenched his back molars.

The game had already begun.

If he couldn't even take the first step, then he would always be destined to be a loser!

Regardless of success or failure, if you want it, you have to do your best to fight for it!

At least, you have to see where your limits are!

“Skill Focus—activate for me!”

[You used the Focus skill, your mind is highly concentrated, and your body control is enhanced]

[Please maintain for more than 30 minutes to increase experience points]

“21.”

“22.”

“23.”

The muscles were still trembling constantly, but Fang Cheng's eyes became firm and calm.

It was as if he had returned to the examination room during the college entrance examination, facing difficult and complex test papers, without the slightest thought of retreating.

Each time he lowered his body to the ground, it was like talking to his former weak and helpless self.

Each time he lifted his chest and raised his head, it was like completing a proof of surpassing himself.

“24.”

“25.”

Breaking through another major barrier again.

Fang Cheng's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

The sweat flowing down from his body soaked his underwear.

He silently gasped for a few seconds.

Then he continued to repeat the simple but extremely difficult action.

As if forgetting the pain produced by the flesh.

Just carefully feeling the tight muscles of his arms, feeling the power contained within them, the power to change fate.

[Warning! You are starting to overdraft your physical strength, please rest and adjust your physical condition in time]

“26.”

“27.”

“28.”

“29.”

Reaching this level, doing one more action was a huge challenge.

The pain and torment were no less than enduring cruel torture.

Even if the will was strong, the flesh ultimately had a self-protective physiological limit.

Fang Cheng's face was flushed red, and his eyes seemed to have flames burning in them.

Was he really reaching his limit?

Then.

Just do 1 more!

“30!!!”

Fang Cheng swallowed hard and roared in a low voice.

Barely completing the action of lowering his body.

The muscles in his arms suddenly cramped up at this time.

Finally… unable to continue supporting his increasingly heavy body.

Thud.

Fang Cheng's knees knelt on the ground, his elbows touched the ground, and he gasped for breath with his head lowered.

The whole person was like a fish that had just jumped out of the water, with no strength in his hands, feet, waist, or back, so tired that he almost collapsed to the ground.

However.

In the silent darkness, there was no trace of frustration or pain on Fang Cheng's face.

Instead, his eyes shone brightly, revealing unspoken joy.

Because, the panel light screen in front of him was rapidly brightening and enlarging.

New lines of information were clearly displayed, constantly scrolling and playing.

【You practiced push-ups with all your might, reaching a certain level and gaining a deep understanding of them】

【Unlocked skill: Push-ups lv0 (0/100)】

【You challenged your limits, and your body activated its self-preservation mechanism】

【Unlocked skill: Potential Unleashed】

【You have successfully triggered a hidden skill, please use it as soon as possible】

Unexpectedly, it's not the anticipated "Fitness" or "Exercise," but the more specific and subdivided "Push-ups."

This is also good, at least it proves the method works.

The Six Arts of the Prisoner include a total of six skills. If all of them are successfully unlocked, wouldn't the enhancements gained from leveling up be even greater?

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Fang Cheng didn't have time to think deeply.

He noticed that another newly unlocked skill bar on the skill panel was constantly flashing red, seemingly about to disappear at any moment.

Without hesitation, he immediately chose to use it.

Buzz—

In an instant, it felt as if invisible energy was born from his blood.

Fang Cheng's pupils dilated.

He clearly felt that energy running along his blood vessels, constantly injecting into his bones, muscles, and internal organs throughout his body.

His originally exhausted body instantly felt like it had been injected with adrenaline, and he was instantly revived with full health.

It was also like soaking in a hot spring, having just received a spa service from a gold-medal technician.

All the soreness, fatigue, and other negative factors produced by exercise were swept away.

Fang Cheng raised his arm, clenched his fist, and felt the strength that had been restored.

"Is this the effect of Potential Unleashed?"

This sense of fulfillment, like leveling up in a game, reignited his extinguished fighting spirit.

Fang Cheng licked his dry, peeling lips.

Then he stood up and poured a cup of warm boiled water from the thermos on the table.

Gulp, gulp, he poured it directly into his mouth.

After drinking most of the cup in one breath, he wiped the sweat from his face with a towel.

His physical strength had been restored, and he had replenished the lost moisture.

Then let's strike while the iron is hot and continue practicing!

"31."

"32."

"…"

"40."

"…"

"60"

"…"

Fang Cheng practiced push-ups in an extremely standard posture while counting.

Unlike before, his body muscles seemed to have formed an instinctive memory.

Every movement was done with the least amount of physical exertion to achieve the most perfect score.

If push-ups had the Olympics, then Fang Cheng's performance at this moment would be fully qualified to participate in the national team training.

"82."

"83."

"Whew—"

Fang Cheng suddenly felt a little dizzy and stopped his movements.

The excitement brought by Potential Unleashed was gradually disappearing, and his regained physical strength also seemed to be running out.

He squinted his eyes and checked the rolling information displayed in real-time on the panel.

【You completed 5 standard push-ups, experience +1】

【You completed 5 standard push-ups, experience +1】

【You completed 5 standard push-ups, experience +1】

… … … … … …

Dragging to the end, it was fixed on the 9th message, and there was no more display.

Then look at the skill bar.

【Push-ups: lv0 (9/100)】

After unlocking the skill, he did more than 50 push-ups in a row.

Only the last 8 times did not increase experience because the movements were not standard enough.

It seems that the system's evaluation is very strict.

Dealing with it casually, or insufficient physical strength, leading to deformed movements, will definitely not gain experience.

As for successfully unlocking skills by challenging the limits.

Fang Cheng guessed that it should be more about the meaning of the entry test.

Like the "Boxing" skill, he could also choose to speed up the unlocking progress through actual combat.

By analogy.

Even if you only practice 5 standard push-ups every day, you can still achieve the goal in one or two months.

It's just that the time required is too long.

At this moment, the flashing words on the skill bar have dimmed, and that wonderful feeling is rapidly receding.

"Potential Unleashed" has turned into a gray sealed state.

There is also a small footnote below.

【This skill is a hidden skill and requires prerequisite conditions to activate】

【Remaining cooldown time, 71:39:56】

Fang Cheng did not continue to train.

He still had to go to the club to work today.

Since the training goal has been overfulfilled, then keep some physical strength.

In order to avoid overtraining, leading to muscle strain and delaying the recovery cycle.

"Next time to unlock the skill, let's set it in three days!"

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a low voice.

Now the muscles of his arms are not痉挛颤抖 like before, and there is no sour pain caused by lactic acid accumulation.

It's just that his head is a little dizzy, and his stomach is grumbling.

It's as if he hasn't eaten for three or four days, and he has become extremely anemic and weak.

Fang Cheng simply lay sprawled on the ground, slowly panting and resting.

Although the body is exhausted, there is a kind of masochistic pleasure.

All the negative emotions accumulated in the heart are greatly vented in the exercise of sweating like rain again and again.

The sky outside the window gradually brightened from pitch black.

It's already past dawn.

The misty glass surface shimmered with a hazy light, as if coated with a layer of light gold powder.

The dark room, the golden window.

It is like a sacred gate of heaven descending.

Fang Cheng opened his eyes, slowly climbed up, stepped on the floor barefoot, and walked to the window.

Located on the top floor, the home has an extremely wide field of vision, and you can see the distant skyline.

The city under the faint morning light appears particularly quiet and peaceful.

The street lights went out one by one, and the people in the residential buildings were still sleeping.

The occasional car horn on the street seemed to be awakening this vibrant world.

Looking at this winter morning scene, enjoying the warm touch of the sun on his face.

Fang Cheng suddenly had an impulse as if he was on stage.

He couldn't help but open his throat and shout:

"Ah— — — — — — — — — — — —"

The voice was loud and clear, facing the morning breeze, echoing in the buildings, lasting for a long time.

But it also woke up the surrounding neighbors, attracting bursts of condemnation.

"Which lunatic is howling early in the morning, not letting people sleep peacefully?!"

"Damn, don't let me catch you, otherwise you're in for a treat…"

Listening to the successive scolding, Fang Cheng grinned and smiled.

For the first time in his past and present lives, he felt the pleasure of becoming stronger.

This feeling is so cool that he is deeply shocked and can't help but be a little intoxicated.

No wonder some people are addicted to fitness.

He couldn't understand it before, and felt that those people were completely masochists, asking for trouble.

But now he feels the same.

No!

It should be a deeper understanding than them.

Fang Cheng's eyes shone brightly, staring straight at the light blue screen that shone with the dawn.

Perhaps, the greatest significance of the existence of this panel.

Is that as long as you practice, you can have experience, and with experience, you can level up and become stronger.

You can really see yourself improving step by step, and you will never fail every drop of sweat you shed.

Therefore, just grind it!

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