Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 321 - 222_2

"No matter how much of a bastard I am, I won’t arrest my own brothers. For me, Ma Donghe, loyalty is more important than anything!"

Realizing that his words had some ambiguities, he quickly added:

"Uh, by loyalty, I mean brotherhood loyalty, not national or ethnic loyalty..."

Fang Cheng listened to him, quite speechless.

This guy’s explanation only made it more confusing, making it sound like he was about to rebel against the country.

On the other end of the phone, Ma Donghe chuckled, seemingly a bit embarrassed, and then said:

"Ah Cheng, why don’t you also participate in the interview, let the old man help us out. The two of us brothers joining the Special Search Team together would be great for looking out for each other."

Fang Cheng refused without hesitation:

"I have no such plans. I like being free and unrestrained, can’t stand being bound by those regulations."

"Besides, I haven’t finished grad school exams yet. My aspiration is to become a cultured and tasteful person, fighting isn’t suitable for me. You should prepare well for the interview, the selection for the Special Search Team must be very strict. If you need any help, just let me know."

Hearing the word "cultured person," Ma Donghe couldn’t help but grit his teeth.

Images of Fang Cheng’s brutal, relentless killing flashed in his mind, leaving him momentarily at a loss for words.

Suddenly, he recalled some matters, sighed quietly, and then replied with a cheerful tone:

"Don’t worry, over the next two weeks, the old man will be training me intensively in seclusion, striving to enhance my abilities in all areas."

After saying this, he didn’t continue to persuade Fang Cheng.

The two chatted casually on the phone for a little while longer, reminding each other to stay safe, and then hung up.

Fang Cheng put down his phone and looked out the window.

The night was deep. Even in such a tranquil and secluded place, the distant city’s bustling lights could still be seen flickering in the darkness.

In this seemingly ordinary, yet mysterious world filled with danger and challenges.

Once you leave the uneventful path of ordinary people’s lives and step into the harsh circle of carnivores wielding steak knives, it’s hard to find true peace and tranquility.

Fang Cheng leaned back against the bed’s headboard, hands tucked behind his head, staring at the ceiling.

Various thoughts surged into his mind like a tide.

His uncle’s unusual behavior, Ma Donghe’s changing identity, and numerous unresolved troubles and hidden threats.

Thinking about these matters, he slowly closed his eyes.

He still needed to wake up early for morning training.

Only by continually strengthening himself and possessing enough power to handle any enemy can one find the most reliable guarantee in this perilous world.

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At five in the morning, all was silent.

The entire Wanghu Town was still shrouded in darkness.

A faint mist hovered over Yulong Lake, while the opposite side was a pitch-black forest.

The moonlight reflected on the lake, resembling a natural ink painting.

At this moment, a figure quietly appeared.

Fang Cheng, clad in sportswear, arrived at the lakeside and began stretching, doing warm-up exercises.

Occasionally, the hoots of night owls pierced the night sky before quickly dissipating, making the surroundings appear even more chilly and lonely.

Looking up, he saw an asphalt track winding forward, like a ribbon tightly encircling Yulong Lake.

During the day, this road was crowded with tourists, full of laughter and joy.

Now it was empty, under the moonlight, exuding a hint of coldness and mystery, becoming his own personal stage.

Fang Cheng stood on the path around the lake, his light running shoes stepping on the asphalt, ready to go.

Today’s morning exercise plan had changed slightly.

Instead of heading straight for the park hidden in the forest for regular physical training, he chose first to complete a special test.

Having finished warming up, Fang Cheng raised his wrist and looked at the sports watch he wore.

The watch’s screen flashed with a faint light in the dark, displaying time, date, weather, and various environmental data.

He gently pressed the side button of the watch, and the interface instantly switched to Running mode.

In this mode, the watch would start using GPS signals and accelerometer data to track the running route, calculate parameters, and display real-time data such as distance and speed.

Indeed.

The exercise that Fang Cheng intended to test today was his extreme running speed.

After surpassing 40 points in attributes, the fastest speed of his punches already exceeded sound speed.

So what astounding levels could his absolute speed achieve when running?

This unknown result drew Fang Cheng like a magnet, making him impatient to find out.

After setting the relevant parameters, he positioned his legs apart, front foot’s toe on the ground, back knee kneeling.

He slightly leaned his upper body forward, arms extended, hands on the ground.

Just like a professional sprinter searching for the best propulsion point at the starting line.

To test the extreme value, Fang Cheng prepared in the most standard crouching start position, as he remembered.

His entire body was like a fully drawn bow, every muscle brimming with energy, ready to spring forth at any moment.

Peering through the gap between his arms, his gaze fixed on the track stretching ahead into the darkness.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath of the crisp pre-dawn air, his chest rhythmically rising and falling as he adjusted his physical condition.

The air was filled with the humidity of the lake and the fragrance of the earth, instantly clearing his mind and adding a sense of combat-like excitement.

As his body leaned further forward, and his hips lifted higher.

Bam!

As if a tightly wound spring suddenly released, Fang Cheng launched forward.

His front foot pushed against the ground fiercely, the sole like it had springs, leveraging the strong counterforce from the ground. His back leg quickly powered forward, knee lifting high, propelling his body like an arrow from the string.

Simultaneously, his arms swung powerfully and rapidly in an arch around his shoulders, fully extending, like a bird flapping its wings, providing formidable acceleration assistance to his body.

The entire motion was seamless and burst with explosive power, like a supercar roaring to life.

Swoosh——

In the silent pre-dawn lakeside, a gust of wind suddenly surged, causing the grass and leaves along the track to tremble.

The data on his sports watch flashed crazily, with the speed digits being astonishing, unimaginable for human running.

As moonlight shone on the lake’s surface, mist surged, and ripples spread.

The willows along the lake shore stood quietly, their slender branches suddenly swaying in the breeze.

From the treetops beside the track, sounds of startled birds flapping and chirping echoed.

These tranquil and beautiful scenery was instantly disrupted, in the blink of an eye, all left far behind by Fang Cheng.

He charged along the track like a bolt of black lightning, swift as the wind.

His running posture was perfect, head straight, eyes looking ahead, shoulders relaxed, arms swinging rhythmically, propelling the body forward rapidly.

The muscles of his waist slightly leaned forward, his strides were moderate yet powerful, each ground contact perfectly timed, akin to a cheetah sprinting swiftly towards its prey.

The pre-set one-kilometer distance vanished in an instant.

As the finish line drew nearer in his vision, Fang Cheng clenched his teeth, eyes wide open.

"Not enough, push harder!"

Accompanied by a low growl erupting from his chest, his body’s remaining strength found renewed vigor and accelerated once more.

Bang——

In the final full-force sprint, he leaned further forward, his legs swinging more swiftly, as if tearing the air apart, faintly producing a sonic boom.

He ultimately crossed the kilometer mark.

The watch recorded an astounding result—pace of 13.7 seconds.

It meant he completed the kilometer in under 14 seconds, with an average speed of approximately 73 meters per second.

Converted to kilometers per hour, it was at 262 km/h.

This speed already surpassed that of a typical family sedan, even approaching that of higher-performance sports cars.

Fang Cheng’s chest rose and fell, his breathing rapid.

Having run just this distance, he was drenched in sweat, feeling all his muscles trembling gently.

Clearly, such an all-out sprinting state could not be maintained for long.

It was at this moment that a bright notification suddenly flashed before his eyes.

A panel appeared with a prompt message.

[Congratulations, through diligent practice, you have gained deeper insight and successfully mastered a skill]

[Skill Unlocked: Running lv0 (0/100)]