Start the liver experience with push-ups

Sunlight streamed through the glass window, illuminating a bright, white area inside the room.

Dust motes danced gently in the air, like countless tiny sprites flitting about.

A bead of sweat trickled down from his jawline, landing on the worn red pine floor.

Fang Cheng raised his left hand and wiped his sweaty face.

Then, tightening the muscles in his thighs and abdomen, he squatted down, continuing his training.

“……”

“71.”

“72”

“73.”

“74.”

The panel in front of him lit up, displaying a series of prompts.

【You practiced squats with all your might, reaching a certain level, and have gained a deep understanding of them】

【Unlocked skill: Squat lv0 (0/100)】

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

【Potential Unleash cooldown has ended, usage conditions met】

The light screen flickered constantly.

An intense pain, like needle pricks, extended downwards to his calves and upwards, enveloping his waist and hips.

Aching, stiff, and rapid breathing.

Made his entire body feel like an empty shell, almost losing connection with his brain.

Just as his legs went weak and he was about to fall.

Snap!

Fang Cheng’s palm braced against the ground, and he steadied his feet.

Then, he straightened his back, lifted his head from the squatting position, and slowly stood up.

“Potential Unleash” was rapidly taking effect.

A familiar sensation surged forth like a tide, instantly restoring his stamina to full.

The golden technician was back online, sweeping away all the negative effects from the previous exercise.

In particular, the clicking and popping in his elbow and shoulder joints, caused by long-term push-up practice, were completely eliminated.

His entire body, from head to toe, felt incomparably comfortable.

This effect was like a health regeneration buff in a game.

The term “miraculous” was an understatement; it could be used as a life-saving trump card.

Fang Cheng felt the long-lost “transcendent power.”

He suddenly remembered a clip from a disc he watched last night.

A certain boxing champion, when asked by reporters before a match how many sets of training he did each day to maintain his punching power and footwork agility.

The boxing champion replied, “I never calculate how many I can do; I only start counting when I feel the muscle soreness because that’s when the real training begins.”

Fang Cheng deeply understood and agreed with this statement.

Although today was his day off and he didn’t have to go to work.

He still got up at five in the morning to start boxing and warming up.

Then, he practiced 10 sets of standard push-ups.

Next, he did 74 consecutive squats in one breath, pushing himself to exhaustion.

This training volume, exceeding the endurance of ordinary people, allowed him to successfully unlock a new skill again.

“Then…”

“Next, I’ll use my fists to prove the effectiveness of my training.”

Fang Cheng took a deep breath.

Staring at the display on the skill bar.

【Boxing lv0 (67/100)】

That’s right.

He planned to break through the experience limit in one fell swoop by practicing shadow boxing.

Completing the upgrade of another long-awaited combat skill.

“Focus, activate!”

With a silent incantation, all ambient noises and background sounds were isolated from his ears.

Fang Cheng stared straight ahead, as if entering a space corner belonging only to himself.

No.

There seemed to be another shadow!

A dark-skinned, blurry figure was standing at the entrance.

The body, reaching a height of 1.9 meters, almost touched the ceiling.

The thigh muscles were as solid as stone pillars, and the gloved hands were like two iron hammers.

As the shoulders shifted, the latissimus dorsi and trapezius muscles subtly bulged in the interplay of light and shadow, making them even more three-dimensional.

One could faintly feel an invisible force surging in the air.

There was no trace of fear in Fang Cheng’s eyes.

He raised his fists, adopting a high guard stance.

His right foot suddenly pushed off, and his left foot leaped out swiftly, instantly closing the distance between them.

Chih!

Accompanied by the sharp sound of the sole of his shoe rubbing against the floor, a jab, accelerated by the running step, quickly struck the dark shadow’s abdomen.

Pa!

The dark shadow’s seemingly light tap dissolved Fang Cheng’s momentum gained from the running acceleration.

Immediately after.

The right hand, charged for a long time, hooked like a sickle, aiming at Fang Cheng’s chin.

The lead hand, after being thrown out, returned again with a cracking sound.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh, using those hammer-like fists to throw out three jabs as fast as lightning.

Parrying, rear-hand hook feint, lead-hand jab combo!

In less than half a second.

A set of combo techniques erupted instantly, leaving the opponent no room to react.

Perfectly interpreting what it means to be still as a virgin, moving like a rabbit escaped.

However.

Fang Cheng’s reaction was also surprisingly fast.

While leaning back to dodge the hook, seeing that he was exposing a flaw, he decisively twisted his waist to the side and took a big step to the right rear.

Trying to get out of the effective attack range of the jab.

Only.

His brain had already turned around, but his body had not yet completed the action.

嚓!

The substantial fist peak swept past his earlobe, buzzing.

Fang Cheng’s footsteps were crooked, and he staggered, falling to the floor.

The high-difficulty dodge technique he had just made almost strained his iliopsoas muscle.

If it were a real fight, he would probably have been knocked into shock by this heavy punch.

Fang Cheng supported himself on the ground and quickly got up.

Then he breathed slightly, raised his fists again, and protected his chin and ribs with his arms.

His eyes were bright, like dark red flames burning.

Staring at this powerful opponent in front of him, as if in a nightmare.

“Again!”

Two figures, one tall and one short, one big and one small, fought endlessly.

Side flash, collision, back flash, fall.

The dark shadow was tall and powerful, with arms that were much longer.

To defeat him, one could only risk being knocked out, grab the inner circle, and destroy his attack distance.

The idea was certainly correct, but the gap in strength was difficult to compensate for with tactical techniques.

What’s more, the dark shadow’s skills were even more subtle, and his punches were so fast that only afterimages remained.

Like a fast-moving stone wall, yet as agile as a dancing bee.

Instantly able to close the distance, launching fatal blows from any unbelievable angle.

However.

Fang Cheng was not without his own advantages.

His mental stat of 18 made his nerve reaction speed far superior to most people.

Even the world boxing champion, famous for his “butterfly dance and bee sting,” might not be able to match it.

Repeated failures, adjust your mentality.

Fang Cheng simply gave up attacking completely, focusing on the defensive level, honing his dodge techniques.

Even constantly shaking his shoulders, interspersing footwork switches, and beginning to imitate the opponent’s signature stunt, the “butterfly step.”

Da, da da, da da da.

As if a stirring dance tune was playing, in the small room, two virtual and real figures danced, spinning and chasing each other rapidly.

… … … … … …

“Huff—”

A puff of hot white air burst from his mouth and nostrils.

Fang Cheng’s eyes flickered slightly, and he also broke away from the “nightmare” of being constantly knocked out.

The white sportswear he was wearing was already soaked with sweat at some point.

The thermal underwear was even more tightly clinging to his skin, extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at the alarm clock on the table, 9:25.

Nearly an hour and a half had passed.

A long string of prompts also flowed like a waterfall from before his eyes.

【You practiced shadow boxing, and have gained some understanding, Boxing experience +1】

【You practiced shadow boxing, and have gained some understanding, Boxing experience +1】

【You practiced shadow boxing, and have gained some understanding, Boxing experience +1】

… … … … … … … … … …

Looking at the skill bar again.

【Boxing lv0 (91/100)】

Shadow boxing practice is indeed very efficient, and also very exhausting physically and mentally.

But seeing the soaring experience points, no matter how tired he was physically and mentally, it became irrelevant.

A “masochistic” smile appeared on the corner of Fang Cheng’s mouth.

Recalling the two hours of disc content he watched last night, combined with the simulated combat experience just now, he had many insights in his heart.

The boxing champion is worthy of being a boxing champion.

He was basically in a state of being beaten when fighting him, with no power to fight back.

Fortunately, this was just an imaginary opponent, with no pain or real damage.

It was best suited for practicing the technique of being beaten and defending.

Thinking of this, while Fang Cheng was in a happy mood, he couldn’t help but feel a little puzzled.

He always felt that his imagination seemed to be unusually strong, and the imaginary enemy he erected for shadow boxing was too realistic.

That kind of breathing, that kind of pressure brought by the fight, seemed not to be an illusion, but to exist in reality.

Fang Cheng guessed that this should be inseparable from his high mental attribute.

On second thought, he felt something was wrong.

If the higher the mental attribute, the more realistic the illusion.

Then, if he finally improved to the point where he couldn’t distinguish reality, wouldn’t he possibly become mentally ill?

Shaking his head with a smile, Fang Cheng temporarily dismissed this somewhat unfounded worry.

He strolled slowly in the room, kicking his legs, swinging his arms, doing relaxation exercises learned from boxing class.

Resting for half an hour, waiting for his mind and body to recover slightly, he continued to activate the focus skill.

“This time the opponent is Coach Hu!”

Looking at the familiar shadow gradually emerging in his vision, Fang Cheng raised his fists, and his eyes calmed down again.

With a da sound.

His left foot stepped forward, a hop step, launching a probing jab attack… …

Perhaps because he had the previous boxing champion as a reference.

In the battle with Coach Hu, Fang Cheng suddenly felt the pressure lessened and much easier.

He also focused on defense at first, constantly practicing back flashes, sway flashes, side flashes, sliding steps, circling steps and other technical movements.

Gradually adapting to the opponent’s rhythm, he seized some counterattack opportunities and decisively punched the other’s face and abdomen a few times.

Confidence was greatly improved, and his body also began to relax.

Slowly, his punches became more extended and coordinated, and even the butterfly step he had just learned became more and more skilled.

So, he simply used all kinds of tricks he remembered from watching the disc last night.

The two sides came and went, and there was no one-sided disparity as before.

If calculated by points, Fang Cheng only lost by half a point.

This is the benefit of fighting against top experts.

Not only is the speed of progress rapid, but the vision is also completely different from ordinary students.

“Huff—Huff—”

During his engrossed practice, the panel in front of him lit up, as if something was rapidly glowing and magnifying.

Fang Cheng immediately stopped his attacking pace, panting heavily.

The phantom then disappeared and faded into his vision.

Several brand new prompts then appeared.

【You have practiced boxing diligently, and your skills have been integrated, and you have reached the expert level from the entry level】

【Boxing lv1 (0/250)】

【Congratulations, you have received a skill enhancement reward, please make a choice between the two enhancement directions in time】