Start the liver experience with push-ups

The faucet is turned on.

The showerhead sprays.

The water rushes down like a waterfall, pouring over his head.

"Ah, that's nice—"

Fang Cheng closed his eyes in contentment and exhaled a long breath.

He let the cool tap water flow over his face, chest, arms, and legs, washing away the sweat and heat.

Being able to shower and cool off after a workout is simply the most enjoyable thing in life.

Feeling the stimulation brought by the alternating hot and cold, Fang Cheng squeezed out some shower gel, applied it all over his body, and quickly rubbed it in.

A few minutes later.

He changed into a clean vest and shorts, lifted the curtain, put on his slippers, and walked out of the shower room.

He felt that after taking a bath, all the pores of his body were clear and transparent.

The toxins, pressure, and anxiety accumulated from long-term exercise were all washed away.

While drying his hair with a towel, Fang Cheng walked to the sink and looked at himself in the mirror.

Muscles were strong and the figure was well-proportioned.

The bruises left from the brawl with a group of thugs in the night market had long since disappeared.

Arms, shoulders, chest, waist, abdomen, and thighs had all been re-sculpted, with lines becoming smooth and powerful.

Especially the abdomen, where the outlines of the six-pack abs were clearly visible, making people want to reach out and touch them.

Looks thin when dressed, but muscular when undressed.

Perhaps that's what he looks like now.

Fang Cheng clenched his fist hard, feeling the power filling his body, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"The feeling of getting stronger is really good!"

With the "Lone Wolf" effect, the exercise effect has been significantly improved.

Muscle dimensions are visibly increasing.

Now that his physique has increased to 20 points, his body's recovery speed has also begun to show signs of far exceeding ordinary people.

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the panel, checking the gains from this morning exercise.

[Focus Experience +5]

[Boxing Experience +7]

[Sanshou Experience +10]

[Push-up Experience +41]

[Squat Experience +46]

[Leg Raise Experience +30]

[Pull-up Experience +30]

[Back Bridge Experience +30]

The experience growth of the five fitness skills has almost reached 3 times.

In order to verify the actual effect of the 20 points of physique.

After the daily training, Fang Cheng deliberately increased the intensity and carried out extreme training.

Within an hour and a half, he completed a total of 500 jackknife push-ups, 500 single-leg squats, and 90 back bridges.

Then, he grabbed the bedroom door frame and did 120 pull-ups and 120 hanging leg raises in a row.

Until he was exhausted, he used "Potential Unleash" to revive to full health.

This is probably the limit of his body's current physical strength.

Even among those world champion athletes, he is definitely among the best.

Fang Cheng thought to himself, his gaze turning to a skill on the panel that was in a gray sealed state.

"Potential Unleash..."

If it weren't for rushing the progress and deliberately increasing the training.

20 points of physique would have been more than enough to cope with the previous double the training intensity.

In addition, after the mental attribute is improved, unlocking new skills has become much easier.

Perhaps he could consider keeping the cooldown time of Potential Unleash as a real trump card to use...

The thought flashed quickly.

Fang Cheng admired his figure and didn't delay much.

Then he put on his coat, picked up the bag of clothes, and walked outside.

This is a public bathhouse, located next to the residential tube building.

Because there is no private bathroom at home, Fang Cheng has to walk a few more steps if he wants to take a shower.

Fortunately, the fee is relatively cheap, and a hot shower costs only five yuan within half an hour.

Several middle-aged women were chatting at the door, and when they saw Fang Cheng going out, their eyes turned to him.

"Hello, Auntie Li."

Fang Cheng casually greeted her.

Every time after finishing his morning exercise on his day off, he would come here to take a shower, and he was already very familiar with the bathhouse owner.

It's just that the way these middle-aged women look at people is too fiery, making him feel a little embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Auntie Li smiled kindly and nodded in response.

Looking at Fang Cheng's leaving figure, her eyes were satisfied, and she muttered:

"Handsome, good figure, and so gentle and clean, really a great young man, how great it would be if he could be my son-in-law..."

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Hearing her mumbling to herself, the face of a middle-aged woman next to her changed slightly.

Then she lowered her voice and gossiped:

"I heard people say that Fang Cheng's dead father was a murderer, Sister-in-law Li should be careful."

"Is that so?"

Auntie Li glanced at her faintly:

"Last time at the vegetable market, how did I see you chatting with Sister Biyun, wanting to introduce your own daughter to Fang Cheng?"

The middle-aged woman was extremely embarrassed when she heard this, and hurriedly changed the subject.

A conversation between the two women also made the minds of several other women active.

Ordinary people value character and ability.

Family background is something that only rich people care about.

To put it bluntly, those who live here are all at the bottom of society, with people from all walks of life mixed together.

If you really want to delve into the ancestry of eight generations, no one's foundation is good.

Therefore, children like this who look decent, are self-disciplined and motivated, are potential stocks in the eyes of the neighbors, and are worth competing for.

If you wait another year or two, I'm afraid it won't be their turn.

"Ten large beef buns, two bags of soy milk, please pack them for me..."

Fang Cheng stood in front of the breakfast stall downstairs, taking out his wallet from his trouser pocket with one hand.

Due to his high mental attribute.

At the diagonally opposite bathhouse, the gossip of those neighborhood women whispering behind his back could still be heard clearly.

"Ah Cheng, are you resting today, with such a good appetite?"

The owner of the stall was an honest middle-aged uncle, who smiled and asked while putting meat buns into a plastic bag with tongs.

Fang Cheng also smiled and nodded in response, without explaining much.

Then he carried two bags, stepped on the puddles of water, and walked slowly home.

When approaching the tube building, he saw an electric tricycle delivering gas tanks parked at the entrance.

Two people were standing in front of the car, and there was a sound of haggling.

"50 yuan? So expensive!"

"Brother, is 20 okay?"

"We came out to work on such a cold day, adding only 5 yuan per floor."

"It's not cold today, the sun is out, make it a little cheaper, just give me a half-price discount..."

Zhou Xiumei didn't wear a scarf as usual, and her red lips kept talking.

Holding a wallet in her hand, she took out a few bills and insisted on putting them into the hand of a short and sturdy gas delivery worker.

But the gas delivery worker shook his head repeatedly, refusing to agree.

"Sorry, let me do it."

At this time, a tall and thin figure walked between the two, directly reaching out to take the gas tank placed on the ground.

Zhou Xiumei turned her eyes to look, her small mouth slightly open, as if startled, and hurriedly persuaded:

"Brother Cheng, it's too heavy, you can't carry it..."

When the gas delivery worker saw this, he muttered unhappily:

"You should have said earlier that there was a man at home, so much trouble..."

Fang Cheng grabbed the shield of the gas tank with one hand, and casually lifted it, and walked towards the stairs.

Nearly fifty kilograms, a steel tank full of liquefied gas, was as easy as lifting a carton of milk in his hands.

Seeing this scene, the gas delivery worker widened his eyes and immediately closed his mouth.

Zhou Xiumei's cheeks were flushed, and she followed behind, at a loss.