52: Chapter 52 Physical Changes

Chapter 52 Body Changes

December 17th, Thursday.

Outside the window, a drizzle was falling.

Raindrops drifted onto the glass, and if you perked up your ears and listened closely, you could hear a pleasing patter.

It seemed identical to the sound of sweat dripping onto the floor.

Fang Cheng had a look of Focus in his eyes, lying prone facing down.

His feet were together, toes touching the ground, his left arm placed under his chest, supporting the ground with his palm.

His other hand was placed at the side of his body, keeping his entire person in a straight line.

Then his abdomen tightened, and he slowly bent his elbows, letting his body sink until his chest approached the ground.

During this process, his body was extremely stable without any swaying, until it reached the lowest point.

Then, he forcefully pushed his body up, straightening his elbows.

Silently feeling the explosive force brought by the expansion and contraction of his muscles.

After a one-second pause, he repeated the same action.

The alarm clock placed on the table emitted a subtle "da da" sound.

The second hand ticked away one by one.

When the time came to 6:33.

Fang Cheng suddenly sprang up in a lunge, straightening his body once again.

His expression was quite relaxed as he stretched his limbs.

Looking at the multiple prompt messages continuously scrolling and emerging before his eyes, the corners of his mouth curved up slightly.

[ Focus Experience + 5 ]

[ Boxing Experience + 7 ]

[ Sanda Experience + 8 ]

[ Push-up Experience + 19 ]

[ Squat Experience + 21 ]

[ Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your skill has reached the Great Master level ]

[ Squat lv2 (0 / 500) ]

Today's training volume was not large.

He only did over 400 single-leg Squats, 200 one-handed Push-ups, plus an hour and a half of Shadow Boxing practice.

The injury of his dislocated shoulder had basically recovered.

But for the sake of safety, Fang Cheng had always used his left hand to do Push-ups, without alternating to exercise his right hand.

It could be considered a warm-up style rehabilitation training.

At two o'clock this afternoon, Zheng Haokang was going to arrive at the Global Elite Combat Club.

Fang Cheng therefore decided to end his sick leave and return to his post to work.

He now needed to conserve more physical strength to let himself reach the Peak state of spirit and physical fitness to face his long-awaited opponent.

This was also the greatest respect for the strong person in his heart!

His gaze flickered slightly as Fang Cheng looked at the enhancement reward obtained from upgrading the "Squat" skill just now.

[ 9 points of Free Attributes ]

After pondering for a moment, he did not choose to allocate points.

It was not out of any intention of contempt.

Rather, he harbored a thought in his heart.

To use himself as the benchmark and actual combat as the evaluation method.

To compare how much gap truly existed between "Berserk Majima Goro" and a world-class Boxing champion representing the Peak of human physical fitness.

Fang Cheng walked to the bathroom, scooped up a handful of cold water, and scrubbed his face hard a few times.

Raising his head, he looked at himself in the mirror with bright eyes and a drastically changed temperament, unable to help having some reveries.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a very conspicuous bundle of black hair fallen into the sink.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly and muttered to himself:

"It seems that Majima Goro was right..."

Ever since he insisted on high-intensity exercise every day, he actually had a rather obvious hair loss phenomenon.

At first, Fang Cheng didn't pay much attention to it.

Recently, for some reason, the situation had become increasingly serious.

It seemed that as his Physique broke through 20 points, some abnormal changes were continuously occurring inside his body.

In their chats, Fang Cheng and Majima Goro had also discussed the reason why both of them lost hair coincidentally, which was very likely related to breaking through the limits of the body.

Although the human body was fragile, it possessed the most perfectly evolved self-protection mechanism in the biological world.

Breaking through the limits and shattering this mechanism meant contradicting the Law of nature.

At that time, suffering from backlash, chaotic hormone secretion, and various negative effects became an inevitable matter.

Perhaps hair loss was just a minor problem.

In severe cases, just like Majima Goro going mad and losing his mind.

Majima Goro had also specially reminded him that although he didn't know how Fang Cheng trained to this extent, he only hoped that he wouldn't follow his old path.

"I should be fine..."

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng shook his head, gazing resolutely at the light blue screen emerging before his eyes.

On the path of growing and becoming stronger, the panel was his best mentor and helpful friend, helping him step over one seemingly extremely perilous barrier after another.

However, having received a warning in his heart, Fang Cheng also decided to elevate the importance of maintaining his body to another level.

He immediately walked to the kitchen and began to prepare today's nutritious breakfast.

Ten fried eggs, celery stir-fried with pork, pumpkin porridge, plus two large cups of warm milk.

After finishing the meal and washing the pots and bowls, it was still early.

Because the training volume was relatively small, and the textbooks for the postgraduate entrance examination self-study were already thoroughly familiar in his mind, he felt he had nothing to do.

Fang Cheng looked at the oily stains on the stove, remembering that he hadn't cleaned the kitchen for many days.

So he threw himself into the work of household Cleaning and hygiene.

While busy, the panel suddenly flashed with light.

No errors, first released, internal content, look one by one!

A prompt message emerged before his eyes.

It turned out that the "Cleaning" skill, which was close to upgrading, finally advanced to lv1 along with the growth of experience.

Fang Cheng gazed intently at the expert-level enhancement reward.

But he couldn't help letting out a soft sigh of surprise.

"Scavengers Eye?"

...

Jiangdong District, Global Elite Combat Club.

The floor-to-ceiling glass windows were damp, blurring the view of the skyscrapers outside.

Even the plastic flooring of the training hall seemed to have a somewhat damp feel.

A weekday, coupled with a rainy day.

The club should have been relatively desolate, but today it appeared exceptionally lively.

Staff members from all departments were dispatched in full force; some were setting up the venue, and some were Cleaning up.

Others braved the rain early in the morning to erect a rainbow archway in front of the shopping mall's main entrance and hang huge posters.

They were just short of beating gongs and drums and setting off firecrackers to announce to the people of the entire city:

The newly minted KFC Golden Belt winner, free combat champion, world-class Boxing champion, Zheng Haokang was about to visit this club!

A brand-new character poster was pasted on the background wall.

The man in the photo had a Yingjun appearance, robust muscles, and a gaze so fierce it seemed substantive.

Morning classes were temporarily canceled, and many club employees gathered in front, chatting enthusiastically.

Some were discussing Zheng Haokang's glorious combat records of KOing various opponents in the arena.

There were also veteran employees like Chen Xiaohai taking the opportunity to brag, talking about how they often saw Zheng Haokang coming here to train back then when he was still a green, tender kid.

Coaches from several departments even huddled together, whispering and discussing how to profit from it.

You must know that inviting Zheng Haokang to open a guidance class was not simply a matter of attracting trainees to sign up and buy classes.

At that time, many news media and TV station reporters would also come over to film and interview.

This was an excellent opportunity to enhance the club's reputation and increase their performance!

Fang Cheng was similarly standing in the crowd.

His eyes gazed intently at the fighting superstar on the poster wearing the golden belt and holding up the championship trophy, his expression thoughtful.

"A-Cheng!"

Suddenly, a call reached his ears.

Looking back, it was Shen Haoming waving and signaling at him.

"Come over for a moment, Manager Li has something to ask you."

Fang Cheng frowned slightly and followed Shen Haoming to the office area.

Seeing Manager Li rarely coming out of his office and standing in the corridor.

When he turned his head to look at him, his expression appeared somewhat anxious and doubtful.

"Fang Cheng, have you seen Mr. Majima these past few days?"

Manager Li fired a question right off the bat.

Fang Cheng nodded with a calm expression.

"Where did he go now?"

"Isn't he in the hospital?"

Fang Cheng was slightly startled, looking at Manager Li with some surprise.

The club's upper management had long since learned about the matter of their major client Majima Goro being injured and hospitalized.

They just didn't know who the "culprit" was.

Manager Li took a deep breath, then stared at Fang Cheng with his eyes and informed him in a deep voice:

"Majima Goro, he has disappeared!"

Hearing this, Fang Cheng instantly furrowed his brow.