Start the liver experience with push-ups

The rising winter sun, like a bright orange, illuminated the silent and cold city.

Soft light pierced through the mist, reflecting off the glass and casting itself upon the empty space in the room.

A well-built figure, clad only in shorts, was repeatedly squatting, thrusting his hips up and down in training.

Slowly, beads of sweat began to seep from his back.

Rolling and flowing along the clearly defined lines of his muscles.

Illuminated by the sunlight, they sparkled with a crystalline sheen, possessing an unusual aesthetic.

After a two-minute break, he resumed squatting and lifting his legs, performing the next set of single-leg squats.

Two days had passed since the day of the match with Goro Majima.

Although he was on sick leave, Fang Cheng ultimately couldn't stay idle and resumed training this morning.

The recovery speed of his dislocated shoulder was within expectations.

His left shoulder injury was relatively minor, and he felt it was almost fully recovered.

Although his right shoulder didn't hurt, there was still some discomfort, making it unsuitable for strenuous exercise for the time being.

Considering his current physical condition, Fang Cheng adjusted his training plan.

In addition to practicing leg techniques, he focused on deep squat exercises.

This approach resulted in a rapid increase in the experience points for single skills.

Especially the Deep Squat skill, which was visibly approaching the 250 mark.

“…”

“698.”

“699.”

“700.”

Fang Cheng recited the numbers in his mind, then exhaled a long breath, straightening his legs with a sense of ease.

“Training complete!”

In the sunlight, the light blue screen was particularly dazzling.

【Concentration Experience +4】

【Deep Squat Experience +59】

【Sanshou Experience +13】

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【Deep Squat lv1 (226 / 250)】

【Sanshou lv1 (140 / 250)】

Fang Cheng glanced over the various information on the panel and nodded in satisfaction.

He was getting closer to a major step in skill upgrades.

The gains were decent, keep up the good work.

He looked up at the calendar on the wall, December 15th.

Then his eyes flickered slightly, and he muttered to himself:

“Hopefully, my shoulder will be healed by the time Zheng Haokang arrives…”

He had promised to stand in for Goro Majima and test the true strength of this newly crowned world-class boxing champion.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Fang Cheng quickly walked to the bathroom.

He prepared to wash up and then immerse himself in graduate school studies.

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Ding-ling-ling --

The alarm clock on the desk emitted a harsh ringing sound.

Fang Cheng immediately put down his pen, dropped his book, and pressed the stop button.

At the same time, a few lines of small text scrolled and appeared before his eyes.

【Your Concentration skill experience +3】

【Your Speed Reading skill experience +3】

Fang Cheng's eyes were bright, without any sign of fatigue.

His forehead and temples also did not experience the throbbing pain of prolonged mental exertion.

In the past, if he used two mental skills simultaneously for more than 1.5 hours.

It would inevitably cause the panel to issue a warning message.

Now that his mental attribute had broken through to 20 points, it was equivalent to a significant increase in his mana bar.

The original skill consumption naturally seemed insignificant.

The learning efficiency has therefore improved a lot.

After putting away his graduate school textbooks, Fang Cheng picked up a brand-new book.

The words “New Edition of Eastern Japanese Tutorial” were written on it.

He had bought it from a nearby bookstore after visiting Goro Majima the day before yesterday.

Since he intended to learn more information from the other party, Fang Cheng was unwilling to only ask others to help with the translation.

In the past few days, in addition to studying the textbook at home and teaching himself Eastern Japanese, he would often go to the hospital to chat with Goro Majima whenever he had nothing to do.

Talking about martial arts, talking about life, or about the changes in the international situation, the mysteries of the universe…

Most of the time, the two of them just stared at each other like chickens and ducks talking to each other.

Fang Cheng treated it as practice in spoken language and increasing experience.

As for Choi Soo-young’s slightly reproachful eyes, he just pretended not to see them.

“Dog fried auntie dead.”

“Auntie washes the iron road.”

Fang Cheng recited a few common colloquialisms in authentic Osaka dialect.

He had actually memorized all the content of the entire textbook on the day he bought it, relying on the "Concentration" and "Speed Reading" skills.

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ say ⊥ is ⊥ at ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥ ⊥ book ⊥ ⊥ bar ⊥ ⊥ first ⊥ hair!

Now he was just reviewing and reciting, deepening his understanding.

Just as he was feeling a bit of a sense of accomplishment, Fang Cheng's heart suddenly stirred.

It was as if a shackle had been unlocked, and inspiration gurgled like a spring, constantly湧出.

At the same time, several prompts appeared before his eyes.

【You have reached a certain level of proficiency in learning foreign languages and have successfully mastered a language skill】

【Unlocked Skill: Eastern Japanese lv0 (0 / 100)】

Fang Cheng’s eyes were slightly startled.

He only felt that the knowledge points that had been instilled into his mind instantly blended together, and at this moment, all of them were thoroughly understood.

“This kind of effect…”

Feeling the qualitative change produced after mastering the skill, Fang Cheng couldn't help but praise in a low voice.

His current language level was basically equivalent to that of a genuine Eastern Japanese language graduate.

Simple communication should not be a problem at all, at least there would be no obvious communication barriers.

Too bad…

The skills mastered before the panel was activated seemed to be excluded and could not be displayed.

Otherwise, adding the compulsory English in school and the native language he already mastered, he would be able to unlock three language skills at once.

If he learned another new foreign language and successfully mastered four similar skills.

Wouldn’t it be possible to try in advance the true effect of synthesizing excellent, outstanding or higher quality, epic-level talents?

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes sparkled, and instead, his motivation became even more sufficient.

It was just a matter of learning a few more foreign languages.

For him, who had high mental attributes and two learning skills, this was not a difficult thing.

Judging from the current learning speed, it was at least much simpler than fitness and fighting.

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Chop chop chop!

The kitchen knife flew quickly on the cutting board, chopping a pork leg.

Only to see the cold light flickering, the blade first gently gouged, and then quickly pushed with the hand, the bone was separated from the flesh.

Then, with the help of the bone seam, the knife tip was used to remove the connective tissue and lymph nodes at the connection.

Finally, the disassembled pork leg was cut into small square pieces.

Fang Cheng stood in front of the stove, skillfully processing the ingredients he bought from the morning market.

Behind him in the living room, the TV screen flickered, showing a foreign horror movie.

There were bursts of creepy screams.

With money, of course, he couldn't treat himself badly when it came to eating.

Fang Cheng's current food standards had improved a lot.

Not comparable to those star fighting athletes, but basically reached the standard of ordinary athletes.

He finished disassembling the pork hind leg, the bones were cleaned.

He left two pieces of meat to make stir-fries later, and the rest were hidden in the refrigerator.

The remaining knuckle bones can also be used to make soup.

Fang Cheng planned to make a delicious meal tomorrow, take it to the hospital, and tell his mother in person about the surgery fee being resolved.

As for this afternoon?

Looking at the "Cooking Experience + 2" information that appeared in front of him, Fang Cheng considered to himself.

He could go and pester Goro Majima again, show off his language talent, and brush up on his skill proficiency.

It was estimated that it would shock him more than in martial arts.

After coming back, he would have to go to Master Lin's trauma clinic to help out for free in the evening.

And by the way, learn medical skills such as bone setting.

Although he was on sick leave, life was still so busy and fulfilling.

Fang Cheng enjoyed this feeling of progress and gain every day.