77: Chapter 77 Upgraded Handstand Push-up

Chapter 77 Handstand Push-up Upgrade

Gloomy clouds pressed down over the city.

It felt as if a heavy stage curtain was slowly descending.

Fang Cheng did a handstand, stepping against the sky.

His arms bent at the elbows, and the muscles on his shoulders and back bulged like hills.

It was as if he was using his own body to prop up the earth where living beings multiplied endlessly.

"... "

"95. "

"96. "

"97. "

Fang Cheng performed the Handstand Push-up methodically at a specific rhythm.

When he counted to 100, he suddenly released his left hand, supporting himself solely with his right hand.

After swaying slightly, his body quickly came to a complete standstill.

Just like that, in a one-armed handstand posture with his legs spread apart, he remained motionless for a long time.

The rising sun was blocked by dark clouds.

It only dyed a faintly yellowish skyline.

The dim light shone on his solid and lean muscles, every inch exuding strength and beauty.

It was like a flawless work of art meticulously carved by a top Great Master.

And the entire sky, the entire city, became his background stage at this moment.

For a long time.

With a "clack".

Fang Cheng bent his waist to drop his feet, straightened up again, and stood firmly on both legs.

A prompt message floated up before his eyes.

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

[Handstand Push-up lv1 (0 / 250)]

[Obtained skill reinforcement reward, 6 free attribute points]

Fang Cheng pondered for a moment.

He decided to add 2 free attribute points to Physique first, to experience the specific effect after an attribute breaks through 30 points.

The panel values changed.

The 28 points in Physique instantly increased to 30 points.

Fang Cheng concentrated his mind and settled his Qi, silently feeling the changes happening in his body.

His blood seemed to boil, and a surge of energy was born within his body, instantly spreading to his limbs, hands, feet, and internal organs.

Then.

Fang Cheng clenched his fists and slightly frowned.

Although he could feel that his stamina had become more abundant, there was no significant, reborn-like change at all compared to when he broke through 20 points.

"It seems... 20 attribute points count as a major barrier for human limit-breaking."

"What is the checkpoint for the next limit-breaking?"

"50 points? Or maybe 100 points?"

Fang Cheng's gaze flickered as he looked at the remaining 4 free attribute points on the attribute column.

He quickly made an allocation strategy: prioritize adding 2 points to Strength, and allocate 1 point each to Agility and Spirit.

The attribute values on the panel were updated.

[Strength: 22]

[Agility: 21]

[Physique: 30]

[Spirit: 21]

After adding the points, Fang Cheng let out a light breath.

He then reviewed the specific gains of this morning exercise.

[Focus experience + 5]

[Muay Thai experience + 7]

[Jiu-Jitsu experience + 11]

[Push-up experience + 10]

[Squat experience + 12]

[Leg Raise experience + 15]

[Pull-up experience + 10]

[Back Bridge experience + 10]

[Handstand Push-up experience + 9]

[Stance Training experience + 5]

Looking at the fitness skills with slower growth rates, Fang Cheng's confidence instead became even more ample.

With Physique reaching 30 points, at least his recovery ability had improved considerably.

From now on, he could completely and appropriately increase his training volume and intensity, pushing his exercise efficiency back up.

Afterwards, his gaze fell on Stance Training which he unlocked a few days ago.

This skill was indeed, as Ma Jianguo said, a slow and steady grind.

Even though he had entered the doorway relatively easily.

However, the experience gained from standing stance practice lasting over an hour every day was disproportionate, far lower than other fitness skills.

However, Fang Cheng showed no sign of discouragement.

He possessed a panel; his exercise effects could continuously accumulate and never degrade.

Even with an increase of 5 experience points per day, it would take about a month to break through to the Expert level.

This was his greatest advantage, possessing an unimaginable enhancement speed compared to others.

At home, in the kitchen.

The gas stove swallowed and spat out deep blue flames.

The pressure cooker lid bubbled with a sizzling sound, simmering soup.

The kitchen knife chopped away with a chug-chug-chug, swiftly slicing a piece of beef shank before sending it into the wok for stir-frying.

In no time, a steaming plate of stir-fried beef with green peppers was dished out.

Fang Cheng picked up his chopsticks, tasted a bite, and nodded with satisfaction.

The pressure cooker on the other side had also released its steam, resting for a few minutes.

He then opened the pot lid and glanced at the boiled corn, cordyceps flower, and spare rib soup inside.

Immediately scooping out a bowl, he blissfully took a large sip first.

[Without a single error, first release, internal content, check one by one!]

[Culinary Arts experience + 2]

[Gourmet experience + 1]

Two prompt messages drifted past his eyes.

Fang Cheng was still wanting more, licking his lips.

Then he immediately picked up the soup and stir-fried beef, placed them on the table, and prepared to fill his ravenous stomach.

Following the recipe book given by Ma Jianguo, Fang Cheng now changed his tricks every day, simmering health-preserving soups and making nutritious meals.

Not knowing whether it was psychological or just a good self-feeling,

when combing his hair in the morning, Fang Cheng noticed his hair loss situation had eased somewhat.

The health-preserving method taught by Ma Jianguo seemed to really be working.

"Unfortunately, dietotherapy costs too much money..."

Fang Cheng took a sip of the cordyceps soup, chewing on the minced meat in his mouth.

Thinking about the 110,000 balance in his bank card, how long could it probably sustain him?

Of course, 100,000 of it needed to be deducted first.

That was the money left over for his grandfather's medical treatment.

Although the last time he went to visit the hospital, his mother did not accept the money, saying they would discuss it depending on the specific situation at that time.

Grandfather's surgical treatment fee was estimated to be around 130,000, and there was no clear news coming from his uncle's side yet.

Fang Cheng definitely could not touch it.

As for the Logistics Department salary, it had long been settled and deposited into his card.

The sparring salary, which made up the bulk, wouldn't be paid until the 20th of next month.

"I need to work hard to make money!"

Fang Cheng sighed slightly, finished his meal quickly, and wholeheartedly plunged into his studies.

About half an hour later.

[Japanese Language experience + 4]

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

[Japanese Language lv1 (0 / 250)]

[Obtained skill reinforcement reward, 1 Spirit attribute point]

Looking at the specific reward after Japanese Language leveled up, it felt a bit like something was better than nothing.

Fang Cheng was not disappointed, and immediately raised his Spirit attribute to 22 points.

What he valued most was still improving his own communication ability.

Expecting too much to gain some superpower from this ordinary language skill obviously did not fall within the realm of rationality.

Lifting his head to glance at the alarm clock on the desk, it was already past 10:30.

There would be a Muay Thai sparring class later.

He had to go out now and rush to the club.

Downstairs.

Fang Cheng carried a cross-body bag and passed by the corridor entrance.

He didn't run into Wen Xin, but saw Wen Xin's mother sitting in front of the door.

She wore heavy makeup, wrapped in a cotton-padded coat, smoking a cigarette with a sorrowful expression in the cold wind.

When she heard footsteps, she only glanced back at Fang Cheng, then withdrew her gaze.

Fang Cheng didn't greet her either and walked straight past.

This woman seemed unable to find a job, appearing to have nothing to do for days.

Either wandering on the street or hiding in the basement room, it was rare to run into her face-to-face.

Jiangdong District, Global Elite Combat Club.

As soon as Fang Cheng entered the door, he got good news from Chen Xiaohai.

According to him, on New Year's Day, the big boss would personally come to the club to hand out red envelopes to the annual outstanding employees.

And Fang Cheng, due to his outstanding performance, coupled with Manager Li's promise, smoothly made the list.

Fang Cheng had vaguely heard that this big boss seemed to have a mafia background.

When the employees, including those coaches and Manager Li, talked about him, they all appeared exceptionally awestruck.

Fang Cheng couldn't care about these.

What he cared about most was how much money was actually in the red envelope.

"Also, upgrading skills..."

He put on his protective gear, turned around abruptly, and his gaze landed on the employer who had been waiting for a long time.

That Muay Thai fighter suddenly shivered all over his body, always feeling that something wasn't quite right.

It felt as if he was being targeted by a famished beast.