217: Chapter 217 Breaking the Sound Barrier, Extreme Flight

Chapter 217: Breakthrough Beyond the Speed of Sound, Extreme Flight

Fang Cheng stood quietly in this tranquil morning exercise spot.

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The surrounding emerald shadows swayed, rustling softly.

The entire woods seemed to gently sway in the breeze, whispering softly.

The grass on the ground was covered in crystal-clear dewdrops, shimmering with tiny glimmers under the morning light.

Fang Cheng held his breath, bending his knees slightly like a powerful bow ready to be drawn, quietly gathering the strength of his entire body.

His eyes locked tightly ahead, as if an invisible, formidable enemy existed there.

Hoo~

A wisp of breeze brushed past his cheek, carrying a hint of the fresh Aura unique to the mountain forest.

Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in Fang Cheng's eyes, his right foot exerted force to kick off the ground, and his left foot leaped forward swiftly.

His entire body instantly released like a crossbow mechanism wound to its limit, and the rising gale instantly blew away the dewdrops beside him.

His right arm wrapped in the force of a thousand jun swept out fiercely, his fist resembling a cannonball fired from its chamber, tearing through the air and howling forward.

The speed of this punch was simply too fast, so fast that it broke through the shackles of the speed of sound.

In an extremely short time, the air was compressed to the extreme, forming a nearly visible transparent shock wave at the front of his fist tip.

Immediately following came a loud "bang"!

Resembling a sudden clap of thunder bursting on flat ground, it shook all the surrounding leaves to tremble rustlingly.

Countless dewdrops were shaken into even finer water droplets by this sudden loud noise, rolling down.

Tiny glimmers instantly flashed in the air, resembling a dreamlike crystal rain, breathtakingly beautiful yet carrying a thrilling shock.

The aftermath of the sonic boom continued to echo, instantly spreading across the entire park and woods, startling the birds perched on the branches into Flight.

They flapped their wings, emitting panicky chirps, further breaking the tranquility of early morning.

Before this loud noise had even dissipated, Fang Cheng pulled back his right arm, and his left arm followed like a phantom.

It thrust out at an equally earth-shattering speed, so fast that it left people no time to blink.

The gale stirred up by this jab was like a high-speed rotating blade, tearing the air it passed through into pieces.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—— Whoosh whoosh whoosh——

Fang Cheng's arms retracted and extended like lightning, continuously hammering out several jabs at the air in front of him.

The sharp, howling wind of his fists intertwined with the endless roaring of sonic booms, just like playing a violent battle song.

Although it did not have the massive momentum as his previous charged attack, it similarly possessed a deterrent force that made observers feel thrilled.

His fists attacked alternately, resembling a machine gun firing wildly, each swing leaving behind blurry afterimages in the air.

The surrounding grass was pressed prostrate to the ground by the howling gale, as if also submitting and marveling at this speed and explosive power that surpassed human limits.

Crack!

Fang Cheng paused his footing and withdrew his hands, instantly pulling himself out of the tempestuous battle.

The surrounding airflow surged, faintly still retaining the lingering reverberation of the howling fist wind.

The ground beneath his feet unexpectedly exposed yellowish-brown soil, presenting a scene as if swept by a storm with himself at the center.

The fallen leaves that originally covered the ground were all blown up into the air at this moment, spinning around.

Resembling a flock of dancing golden butterflies, they slowly drifted down after a long while.

Such an explosion lasting only a few seconds caused such astonishing momentum, naturally attracting the attention of early morning exercisers nearby.

Before long, footsteps and voices came intermittently from afar to near.

Fang Cheng quickly put on his clothes and trousers, and then unhurriedly stretched his arms, doing chest expansion exercises.

He pretended to look around with equal curiosity, as if also searching for the "culprit" who made the noise and disturbed the tranquility of early morning.

After those people who followed the sound gradually dispersed, Fang Cheng's gaze sank slightly, revealing an expression of excitement once again.

He lowered his head to look at his flushed fists, which still retained the heat generated by intense friction with the air.

Fang Cheng deeply knew what this meant.

That was the lingering warmth of strength, and also the testimony of the Physical Body breaking through biological limits and marching toward a higher peak.

From a scientific principle perspective, the propagation speed of sound in the air is approximately 340 meters per second. When an object's movement speed exceeds this value, it will break through the sound barrier and produce a strong sonic boom phenomenon.

The moment Fang Cheng threw his punch, he extremely compressed the air in front of him, forming a visible shock wave, and the subsequent loud noise was like a sudden thunderclap on flat ground, shocking all the surrounding vegetation.

This has similarities with the principle of a bullet flying at supersonic speed.

A bullet is fired from the gun chamber, relying on the strong thrust generated by gunpowder explosion to instantly gain extremely high speed and break through the sound barrier. The sharp howling sound is a manifestation of a sonic boom.

However, a bullet relies on the mechanical force given by firearms, whereas what he relied on was his own thoroughly tempered Physique.

Of course, Fang Cheng was also very clear that it was no easy task for the human Physical Body to endure this kind of explosive power that surpassed biological limits.

Because every time a fist strikes out at supersonic speed, the pressure borne by the body is extremely huge.

As the framework supporting the body, the bones must first bear the powerful impact force of the instant explosion, which requires the bones to possess extraordinary strength and toughness; otherwise, fractures are extremely likely to occur.

During the process of high-speed contraction and relaxation, muscle tissue not only has to provide power, but also cope with the pulling brought by the reaction force of strength, just like a rubber band stretched to the limit, with the risk of snapping at any time.

In addition, internal organs will also be affected, and intense vibrations transmitted through the body may cause visceral displacement and damage, triggering serious consequences such as spitting blood and dizziness.

Just like missiles and other aircraft wanting to break through the sound barrier, they must first solve the Materials problem.

The shock wave generated by the sound barrier will cause huge pressure on the aircraft's surface, and ordinary Materials will instantly deform and tear.

Therefore, it is necessary to develop special alloys with high strength, high temperature resistance, and impact resistance to ensure the structural integrity of the aircraft before it can safely pass through the sound barrier.

Moving further up, breaking through the heat barrier and the black barrier makes the requirements for Materials even more stringent to the extreme; the high temperature generated by intense friction with the air can soften and melt metals, swallowing everything.

At this moment, Fang Cheng's eyes were slightly closed, carefully feeling the genuine sonic boom effect he had unleashed just now.

Fortunately, he only had a brief explosion of a few seconds, and the punching distance was very short, so the burden caused to his body was still relatively small.

Even so.

If his Physique had not reached the critical indicator of 40 points and he forcefully erupted relying solely on strength and agility attributes, the consequences would be hard to say.

I'm afraid the moment he threw a punch, his bones and muscles would be crushed, completely unable to withstand that overwhelming impact force.

As a carbon-based organism, the human body's tolerance has a natural limit. Without a solid Physique to support it, every high-intensity exertion is like overdrawing one's life Origin.

Take the lightest and most agile jab for example, the speed of Fang Cheng's punch was roughly around the speed of sound, which was about the same as a bullet fired from an ordinary pistol.

And after being charged, that punch erupted with full force should have already far exceeded the speed of sound.

Resembling a real cannonball, wherever it went, the momentum was astonishing.

If strength is the erupting gunpowder, providing strong firepower support to defeat opponents.

Agility is the stretched mechanism, endowing the body with a more agile and rapid responsiveness.

Then, Physique is the foundation ensuring the normal operation of various organs and tissues, and the key to forging the human body weapon.

Feeling the super-strong explosive power brought by his Physical Body comprehensively breaking through limits, Fang Cheng couldn't help rejoicing once again at how wise his training strategy of prioritizing Physique enhancement was.

The park in the woods restored a patch of tranquility, and the pleasant chirping of birds rose and fell, as if playing a morning greeting song.

Fang Cheng then held a horse stance and stood as a stake, using the Breathing Technique to regulate his internal organs and soothe muscle fatigue.

After practicing Qigong for a moment, he ended this brief morning exercise lasting about an hour.

Amidst the mottled tree shade, Fang Cheng's eyes shone brightly as he looked at the panel, reviewing the gained experience values and the improvement degrees of various skills.

When he saw the two skills "Handstand Push-up" and "Leg Raise", his gaze couldn't help flashing slightly.

You must know that after the agility attribute breaks through 40 points, it's not just that the body's movement speed has been greatly improved; flexibility, balance, and body control have also been greatly enhanced.

Then the corresponding airborne capability should also be improved to a certain extent, right?

Pondering in his heart, Fang Cheng glanced at the sports watch worn on his wrist.

Under the reflection of sunlight, the dial clearly displayed numbers such as the current time, step count, heart rate, exercise distance, and average speed.

Looking at the continuously beating exercise data, Fang Cheng muttered to himself:

"Shall I try again?"

Raising his head to look around, it was past seven o'clock now, and the people doing morning exercises were obviously gradually increasing.

On the originally quiet forest path, figures shuttled back and forth from time to time, either jogging or walking.

There were also people walking towards the park location, obviously fitness enthusiasts who had come here specifically to exercise.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly, deciding to find a more secluded place.

His gaze suddenly swept around, looking towards the depths of the woods, searching for a more suitable venue.

He found that walking upwards, the trees became denser and the road became steeper.

Presumably near the top of the mountain, there should be many fewer people jogging in the morning.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng immediately stepped away from the park.

Brushing past several fitness enthusiasts, he then ran in small steps along the stone path towards the direction of the mountain peak.

Spending less than ten minutes, Fang Cheng quickly found an excellent venue very suitable for testing abilities.

This was the edge of the woods located at the neck of the mountain; walking a few more steps forward would lead to a cliff with a huge slope.

Visually estimating the distance to the relatively flat area at the bottom of the slope, it was about thirty to forty meters high.

Standing on it and looking afar, one could almost see half of Yulong Lake.

That broad lake surface rippled with light under the sunshine, resembling a huge mirror, reflecting the sky and the reflections of the surrounding mountains.

By the lake, there were also some Running crowds, their tiny figures resembling moving black dots, merging into one with the vast and hazy lake and mountain scenery.

Fang Cheng withdrew his gaze, standing at the edge of the cliff, overlooking below.

A cliff of over thirty meters was at least the height of an eleventh-floor building.

This height had actually long exceeded the limit of his own high-altitude jumping.

However, Fang Cheng could still rely on his airborne capability far surpassing ordinary people to cushion the descending speed, thereby striving for more time to adjust posture in the air and land safely.

Moreover, the cliff was not completely vertical; if he encountered uncontrollable danger, he could also rely on the strength of his limbs to grab rock crevices and forcefully decelerate.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng once again looked into the distance at Yulong Lake.

That expansive field of vision and the glittering lake surface seemed to inject endless strength into his heart.

He then took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, discharging all stray thoughts out of his body together.

Fang Cheng raised his wrist, first adjusting the sports watch to timing mode.

Then he moved his limbs slightly, adjusting his physical state and standing posture.

Feeling the solidity conveyed by the land under his feet, he then bent his knees slightly, half-squatting like a leopard ready to pounce.

His gaze closely locked onto the landing point below, his brain operating at high speed, calculating the optimal jumping angle and force.

A moment later, Fang Cheng's eyes condensed, carrying a forward-charging Aura, and he leaped downwards towards the bottom of the cliff.

His legs were like a pair of strong springs, instantly catapulting his body into the air, tracing a parabola.

Just as he was about to reach the highest point, Fang Cheng immediately reached out and pressed the timer on his sports watch.

A gust of wind blew from behind, as if gently lifting his body up, creating a momentary stagnation.

Fang Cheng twisted his waist and abdomen, his whole-body muscles tensing up to contend with gravity, prolonging this weightless feeling for as long as possible.

At this moment, everything around seemed to have stopped, and only the heartbeat within his body echoed powerfully in his ears.

Thump, thump.

Also at this moment, Fang Cheng suddenly felt the subtle changes produced by the airflow.

That airflow transformed into a pair of invisible hands, gently pushing his body, wanting to assist him in continuing to move forward in the air.

The wind direction seemed to achieve a certain seamless fit with his own posture and the direction of force exertion.

At this instant, Fang Cheng felt that he had already merged into one with the wind, feeling an unprecedented sense of harmony.

Following a flash of inspiration in his mind, Fang Cheng immediately decided to follow his feeling, utilizing the precious airborne time to adjust his physical posture once again.

His arms opened slightly, like a bird spreading its wings, searching for the optimal balance point.

Then he blended into the wind just like that, following the surging direction of the airflow, while contending with the pull of gravity, striving to move his body forward during the descent process.

The sound of the wind howled and continuously poured into his ears, and the entire world was tilting downwards at a peculiar angle.

Yet Fang Cheng, just like an athlete participating in wingsuit Flight, followed the wind direction and glided forward stunningly.

His heartbeat accelerated sharply, his clothes and hair were blown to make rustling sounds, and the airflow was like a surging tide, wrapping over wave after wave.

As if dancing with the wind, Fang Cheng stretched his body to the utmost, keenly capturing every bit of movement of the airflow, and relying on his super-strong airborne capability to find a trace of vitality in the violently surging airflow like a tide.

Every time after skillfully adjusting his posture and continuing to maintain gliding for a distance, it made Fang Cheng experience the freedom of breaking through shackles more and more deeply, enjoying the ultimate thrill of flying.

Along with his whole person tracing out a long arc along the steep slope below the cliff.

Then passing through the dense woods with lush leaves, he was getting closer and closer to the ground.

His body also transitioned from a light state back to becoming heavy, and the speed of free fall became faster and faster.

Fang Cheng's arms swung slightly like wings, attempting to greet the upcoming impact with the most perfect posture.

Bang!

Fortunately, the landing force was not too large.

Following his inertia, Fang Cheng jogged forward a few steps quickly on the lawn to cushion, and then stood firmly.

"Hoo——"

The foul air held in his chest cavity was exhaled for a long time.

Fang Cheng clenched his fists, feeling the sweat oozing from his palms, which was the product of intertwined tension and excitement.

Calming his mind down, he looked at the sports watch he pressed to stop when landing just now.

This jump from a height of over thirty meters actually glided in the air for about 8.4 seconds.

Turning around again and looking up at the cliff he had jumped down from, from the top to where he was standing now, there was shockingly a distance of 116 meters.