Start with push-ups to gain experience

Chapter 205 Master-level Muay Thai, "Ba Ti"

The sunlight peeked in through the gaps in the curtains, dispelling the remaining darkness.

As the air continued to make a "whoosh" sound, the mottled light and shadows swayed like jumping elves.

A muscular figure was practicing air strikes in a small bedroom, throwing powerful punches.

When he punches, the veins on his arms bulge like a fully drawn bowstring, and one can hear the whistling sound of power surging and gathering within them.

When kicking, the leg muscles bulge, like a taut spring releasing instantly, and with a kick, the airflow drives the curtains suddenly upward and rolls up high.

In the morning light, the muscle lines that seemed to be cast from fine steel appeared more bulging and angular.

As the movement unfolds, the muscles rise and fall and contract like waves, smoothly and naturally.

It seems like this is a silent performance of power and beauty.

The tape of the Walkman on the desk had stopped playing long ago, and the hands of the alarm clock were moving slowly.

The sunlight became thicker and warmer, pouring down in large patches through the curtains.

The light changed from a filament into a beam, its brightness rising exponentially, outlining the figure that was as agile as a god of war, as if it was covered with a layer of glittering golden gauze.

However, at this moment, sweat gushed out from his forehead like a broken dam, rolling down his face which was as resolute as if it had been carved by a knife.

"Click." "Click."

It kept falling on the old floor under their feet, splashing tiny but hot "water splashes".

The air is filled with a boiling smell, as if we have arrived in the scorching summer.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

Fang Cheng's chest heaved violently and he was breathing heavily.

After a whole night of high-intensity boxing training, his physical strength had already been exhausted to the limit.

His clothes and pants were already soaked with sweat and were taken off and thrown on the ground.

Despite this, Fang Cheng's gaze was still as bright and hot as a torch, tightly locking onto the imaginary enemy.

His eyes were focused to the point of madness, as if his entire body was burning with fire, emitting an incomparably hot breath.

All the disturbances in the outside world were torn apart, burned, and turned into ashes under the repeated punches.

Only this small piece of land in front of us remains as a battlefield for the strong.

boom!
A loud explosion suddenly broke the silence, which was caused by the fierce fist wind.

Fang Cheng suddenly stopped and knelt heavily on the floor.

It was as if he had used up the last bit of his strength, allowing his tired body, which had just completed his last punch, to find a moment of support.

But his back remained stubbornly straight, and he slowly put his hands together in front of his chest.

Finally, this almost perverted practice ended with a ritualistic kneeling ceremony, and the person finally relaxed completely.

Fang Cheng leaned forward slightly, supporting himself with his hands, and felt his throat was so dry that it seemed to be smoking.

Every breath seemed to be pulling on the exhausted body, making a heavy sound.

After taking a few deep breaths, he slowly raised his head.

Looking at the panel in front of him that was brighter than the sun, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, revealing an equally brilliant smile.

[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your skills have reached the master level]

【Muay Thai level 2 (0/500)】

[Get enhanced rewards, skill special effect "dominant body"]

Looking at the prompt message of skill upgrade, the fatigue on Fang Cheng's face suddenly disappeared, and he was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

I have never tried to practice boxing for such a long time.

To be honest, even if you turn on the concentration skill and enter a state of being completely focused and giving your all, it can only last for a few hours at most before your spirit is on the verge of collapse.

This time, however, the situation was completely different.

Fang Cheng was able to persevere only because of his iron physique forged through countless training, and his indomitable will that burned like a blazing flame.

Perhaps it is because of such rigorous boxing training that the additional enhancement after the skill upgrade is reflected.

Fang Cheng licked his dry and flaky lips, staring intently at the specific content of the skill special effects.

"A fighting spirit as strong as a flame fills the whole body, making you immune to all control skills for 3 seconds, reducing damage taken by 50%. All actions will not be interrupted during this period, and you will not feel any pain or fear."

To put it figuratively, the effect of this skill is like the super stiff state in a fighting game.

Take all the damage and attack continuously. Even if you stand there and let the enemy hit you, you won't fall down.

Although the duration of 3 seconds seems relatively short.

But if used properly, the effect can be extremely amazing and play a decisive role in making the final decision.

In the game, you can predict that the enemy is about to release a control skill or a fatal move, and activate the dominant state in advance to counterattack and create an advantage for subsequent battles.

In real combat, Fang Cheng can completely rely on this skill special effect to achieve more.

For example, when used in conjunction with the "Qilin Arm", it can create a charging time of at least 3 seconds without interruption, allowing the ultimate move to be successfully released.

Or you can quickly engage in close combat, and after activating the skills, a violent storm of attacks will follow one after another, using continuous combination punches, elbow strikes and knee strikes alternately to leave the opponent helpless.

You can also instantly activate skills when you are attacked by the enemy at close range and your life is threatened, using your near-invincible state to counterattack and turn passivity into initiative.

This state is the perfect opportunity to seize the opportunity to burst out with all your strength.

Charge forward with all your might and execute combat moves without worrying about control, damage, or negative status interference within 3 seconds.

What matters in the end is tenacity, to see who can't hold on first in the fierce collision and falls down.

Fang Cheng's heart was filled with excitement, and a scene of both sides attacking and fighting each other crazily without reservation emerged in his mind.

The feeling of the punches hitting the flesh seems to be experienced personally, burning the fighting spirit.

After resting for a while, Fang Cheng took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

Then he moved his tired body, got up again, and looked at the time shown on the alarm clock on the table.

It's already 8:52.

The battery of the Walkman placed next to it was exhausted and the tape had stopped playing long ago.

Reach out and draw aside the curtains, and push open the window.

The warm sunlight suddenly became like a golden stream, rushing and leaping, pouring completely into the room.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath of the fresh air, letting the slight coolness enter his nasal cavity and go down his trachea.

Let the vital breath flow through your lungs and quietly enjoy this moment of tranquility and beauty.

After more than ten hours of boxing practice.

My legs felt heavy as if they were filled with lead and my arms ached.

But Fang Cheng's eyes were still shining, never so clear and firm.

Because I have once again broken through my previous limits and taken a solid step on the road to becoming stronger.

Even if the road ahead is still full of thorns, we have the confidence to raise our fists and face everything.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes flashed and he collected his thoughts.

Then, facing the rising sun, he spread his legs and hips, lowered his waist, and took a horse stance.

Hululu——

As his whole body began to tremble slightly, the faint roar of a tiger or leopard came out of his nose.

A long, thin stream of air naturally flows in from the nostrils and gradually descends.

It's like a breeze blowing through your internal organs, bringing a sudden cool feeling.

Afterwards, sweet spring water gushed out from the abdomen, flowing into every part of the body, watering and moistening the dry land.

Under the sunlight, Fang Cheng's pores all over his body appeared particularly clear.

It was as if the whole body was illuminated and bright, absorbing the purest energy of nature. With each breath, the true qi would circulate in the body, relieving muscle fatigue and lubricating joint wear.

The dull sound of thunder continued to echo in the house, and the breath was constantly inhaled and exhaled, over and over again, a cycle of metabolism.

"call----"

Two streams of white smoke shot out of his nostrils like arrows.

After practicing Qigong for half an hour, Fang Cheng slowly stood up after completing the last breathing movement.

Then, he slowly moved his hands and feet, flexing and extending his limbs one by one, with a series of subtle "cracking" sounds coming from the joints.

The heaviness of the body, as if filled with lead, has been significantly reduced, and every sore muscle seems to be reawakened and full of vitality.

It's like a warm and endless stream of energy flowing, and the feeling of refreshment is beyond words.

After his fatigue was relieved, Fang Cheng turned around and pushed open the bedroom door.

He quickly walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out two bottles of sports drinks.

Press your thumb on the bottle cap and apply a little force. With a slight "pop" sound, the bottle mouth will open.

Fang Cheng simply tilted his head back and gulped down a big gulp.

As the Adam's apple rolls, the cold liquid flows down the throat and into the stomach and intestines, bringing a burst of stimulation.

It also instantly excites all the cells in the body, dispels remaining fatigue, and brings a sense of physical recovery.

After finishing two bottles of drinks, Fang Cheng threw the bottles into the trash can, wiped the corners of his mouth, and revealed a satisfied smile.

Then, he took out a bunch of ready-to-eat chicken breast sandwiches, braised beef, braised chicken legs and other foods from the refrigerator.

Sit at the dining table, swallow whole, and look inward to observe your body's recovery.

This relatively gentle health-preserving Qigong exercise is still very effective in regulating physical overdraft and muscle fatigue.

However, the blue ocean in Dantian has become slightly smaller than before.

Ever since the battle with Jiang Chen that night, Fang Cheng has not absorbed the ancient remains for safety reasons.

Now it seems that relying on daily breathing exercises and eating a lot to replenish true qi is still too slow.

Thinking of the many dangers hidden around him, Fang Cheng's mind moved slightly, and he decided to stay energetic at all times.

The metal box and travel bag stored at Zhou Xiumei's place had already been retrieved.

Later, under the premise of taking protective measures, you can try to absorb the radiation energy of the ancient skeleton at home, so that the true qi in your dantian can be close to perfection again.

Fang Cheng grabbed the chicken leg in one hand and the sandwich in the other, and took big bites of it.

His cheeks bulged and he couldn't swallow as fast as he was eating so eagerly. Crumbs kept falling from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't care.

The power contained in true Qi is truly amazing.

Once used, it can often turn the tide of battle in an instant, catching the enemy off guard.

However, every time you call upon your true Qi in actual combat, the consumption of your own Qi is also enormous.

Sometimes, Fang Cheng was even reluctant to use this power easily.

After all, this thing is equivalent to one's own life energy on some level.

Once excessive consumption occurs, it will not only endanger your health, but may even affect your lifespan.

Therefore, how to skillfully use it in actual combat and improve the efficiency of using true energy has become a key issue that Fang Cheng urgently needs to solve.

Only in this way can we achieve the greatest victory at the lowest cost in future battles with the enemy.

The food in my hand continued to be put into my mouth. My stomach gradually felt full, but my thoughts were still spinning in my mind.

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered as he looked at the skill panel.

Perhaps this inefficient usage can only be improved when the "Qigong" skill level is upgraded to the master level.

but.

When his eyes fell on the prompt message that only 2 experience points were added after practicing, Fang Cheng still felt helpless.

If you practice your skills step by step on a daily basis, your experience will increase at a snail's pace.

I don’t know how long it will take to advance this unique skill through hard work.

At present, the most efficient shortcut to improvement, apart from combat, is to try to integrate other skills.

By leveraging the complementary and mutually beneficial characteristics of different skills, you can achieve leapfrog growth and obtain additional exclusive skill enhancement effects.

With this thought in mind, Fang Cheng swept his eyes across the panel and looked at three similar skills that could be integrated with "Qigong".

[Bone Correction Level 0 (43/100)]

[Acupoint pressing level 0 (20/100)]

【Massage level 0 (19/100)】

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The Spring Festival is approaching.

The weather has been very good in the days leading up to the Chinese New Year.

The bright sunshine adds a touch of warmth and festive atmosphere to the winter.

The residents of Jiuchang Street all decorated their houses with lanterns and hung couplets on their doors, creating a prosperous scene.

In front of Lin Fusheng's bone-setting clinic, a group of children were running and playing on the street.

The firecrackers in their hands were thrown to the ground from time to time, exploding with a "crackling" sound, which caused a burst of cheers.

Wen Xin stood quietly in the store, her face pressed against the glass door, her eyes looking through the transparent barrier at the bustling world outside.

"If you want to play, go out and play for a while."

Fang Cheng walked forward with a smile on his face and advised, "It would be good to make more friends."

Wen Xin shook her head slightly and replied in a low voice:
"Those firecrackers are too dangerous. If they hit you accidentally, it will hurt."

Having said that, her eyes were still fixed outside, with a barely perceptible yearning flashing in her eyes.

Fang Cheng patted her shoulder gently and said nothing more.

Wen Xin's life experiences since childhood have made her too introverted and self-deprecating. She needs to slowly adjust her mentality and cultivate her optimistic and cheerful side.

Fang Cheng turned around and saw Wen Huiyi who was busy giving a massage to a customer.

Her technique was very skillful and her face looked serious. Her complexion was no longer as pale and sickly as before, but instead had a rosy look.

"At least, everyone's life is moving in a good direction..."

Fang Cheng sighed silently in his heart.

He has been helping here for the past two or three days.

Since my body shape has changed a lot now, it is not suitable for me to expose my muscles and act as a sparring partner.

Fang Cheng simply did not go to work at the club, but went to Master Lin's bonesetter clinic to concentrate on practicing medical skills.

After a few days, my skills and experience in bone setting, massage, and acupressure have improved a lot.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the bonesetter's clinic will also start to close for the holiday.

As for the hospital, I just called my uncle and learned that my grandfather can be discharged this afternoon.

Fang Cheng relaxed completely. Seeing that the store was not busy, he planned to say hello to Master Lin and prepare to pick up his grandfather from the hospital after get off work.

At this moment, the glass door was roughly pushed open with a "crash".

A yellow-haired young man stumbled in.

His face was bruised and his clothes were torn in several places. His face was full of panic and anxiety, and he was panting and shouting:

"Mr. Fang...Mr. Fang, something bad has happened to my brother!"

(End of this chapter)