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Chapter 444 Touching the Realm of Gods with a Mortal Body
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This ultimate freedom and ease lasted only a fleeting moment.

After the sonic boom occurred, Fang Cheng's body was as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand and then suddenly thrown forward.

The burning sensation on the skin reached its peak, with every inch of skin undergoing the most intense friction against the torn air.

The blood beads seeping from the pores had turned into a rising blood mist, blurring the face.

His internal organs churned violently under the impact, as if trying to break free from his chest cavity.

That deep-seated resonance reached its peak at this moment.

A creaking sound came from deep within the bones, as if they were about to break at any moment.

Fang Cheng was like a kite with a broken string, continuing to rush forward for hundreds of meters due to supersonic inertia.

But at this moment, he could no longer maintain that detached attitude.

Every cell in the body was screaming in pain, all its strength had been squeezed to the limit, even beyond its capacity.

"stop!"

Fang Cheng roared inwardly.

Within the dantian, the ocean of true qi suddenly surged with towering waves, rushing along the meridians to the limbs and bones.

The muscles in your legs as you run are like parched, cracked earth receiving a refreshing rain, regaining a surge of energy.

Willpower, as strong as steel, forcefully commanded this almost out-of-control body to stop.

Bang!
Another dull thud exploded in the silent, rainy night.

This time, he didn't exert force by pushing off the ground; instead, his feet acted like two deep plows, dragging two scorched, deep grooves several meters long on the slippery asphalt road.

The road surface was rubbing violently, and even wisps of smoke rose from it.

That was caused by the asphalt on the surface being instantly melted by the terrifying heat.

Finally, Fang Cheng stopped in his tracks.

The muscles in his legs trembled slightly, yet they remained like two steel bars driven into the ground, firmly supporting his body.

He stood there, his skin glowing red, like an iron block just pulled from a furnace.

The rain became gentle again, falling softly on my body with a faint "sizzling" sound.

Wisps of white steam rose from the skin's surface, coalescing into thick smoke visible to the naked eye, swirling and lingering in the rainy night.

A peculiar smell, a mixture of burnt and blood, filled the air.

The intense heat was instantly replaced by a chill, causing Fang Cheng to shiver involuntarily.

He was breathing heavily, and two white jets of air shot out of his nostrils, each several meters away.

His chest heaved violently, like a broken bellows being pulled and strained.

His gaze quickly swept across the roadside and landed on the lake shrouded in rain and mist.

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Cheng strode over with his leaden legs.

Pfft!
It was as if a giant boulder had crashed down, and the water splashed up to half a person's height.

Shila-

Fang Cheng plunged headfirst into the lake, his whole body feeling like a red-hot iron being plunged into cold water.

In an instant, even denser white steam burst forth from his body.

Underwater, countless tiny bubbles surged out of every pore of the skin, making a dense "gurgling" sound.

The scene was like a boiler that had been boiling for a long time suddenly having its tightly closed valve turned on, and a surge of steam that had been suppressed for a long time burst forth through the gap.

Soon, a thick, swirling fog formed, enveloping the lake surface within a few meters.

It drifted away slowly, lingering for a long time.

"call……"

Fang Cheng was completely submerged in the lake, letting out a long sigh.

It was a feeling of comfort that came from the depths of the soul and was indescribable.

The icy lake water enveloped his burning body, every pore opening and cheering as it greedily absorbed the coolness.

Like iron that has been smelted, it gains new life through the interaction of hot and cold.

The soreness and tingling in the muscles, the trembling and groaning in the bones, the churning and pressure in the internal organs...

All negative feelings are quickly soothed and dissolved after being soaked in the lake water.

This dramatic contrast between extreme heat and extreme cold gave his body an unprecedented pleasure amidst the trembling.

It was like going from hell to heaven.

When the pain subsides, all that remains is the boundless satisfaction of conquering the limits of the body.

"Ha...hiss..."

Fang Cheng couldn't help but let out a groan of enjoyment, slowly raising his arm and looking down at his bare chest.

The dense red spots and bruises looked as if the area had been struck by countless tiny hammers at the same time.

It was almost all over his body, making it look particularly shocking.

However, as the true energy circulated, the restorative effects of the extraordinary physique gradually became apparent.

You can clearly feel that these wounds are slowly healing.

It should be fully restored in just a few hours.

"Gulu——"

Fang Cheng exhaled a bubble, then kicked his feet and floated back to the surface.

He poked his head out and looked around at the still pitch-black night.

So he simply stretched out his limbs, lay on his back, and let his body sway with the waves, floating slowly.

Rain fell heavily, pattering on the vast lake and creating delicate ripples.

The distant mountains and nearby waters are all shrouded in mist and rain.

The world seemed exceptionally vast, and apart from the sound of rain, there was no other noise.

At this moment, Fang Cheng felt that his state of mind was as vast as the world around him.

They broke free from their constraints and shackles.

From then on, birds could fly freely in the sky, and fish could leap freely in the sea.

Just then, a pale blue light flashed before his eyes, and a message appeared.

[Congratulations! You have successfully broken the sound barrier in an extreme challenge that is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Running experience +100]

[Running lv1 (206/250)]

Fang Cheng's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of delighted smile flashed in his eyes.

Breaking the sound barrier with one's physical body is not just a record of a race, but also an example of a transformation in one's life level.

It represents the human body, flesh and blood, which can also break the shackles of physical laws and touch the realm that originally belonged only to steel technology or myths and legends.

However, recalling the thrilling experience just now, Fang Cheng still felt that the experience was too exciting.

Breaking the sound barrier requires overcoming difficulties from all angles.

First, there is air resistance. The faster you run, the more pronounced the viscosity and compressibility of the air become.

The oncoming airflow is no longer "wind," but a "wall of air" that is violently compressed and extremely dense, resulting in a sharp increase in resistance.

Secondly, there is the "thermal barrier effect." When the body moves at high speed, it will violently rub against the air, generating enormous heat that can even cook flesh.

Finally, there is the "shock wave effect" that Fang Cheng finds most terrifying.

When the speed of sound is reached, the air in front of the body is compressed to the extreme, while the air on both sides remains uncompressed, thus forming a clearly defined shock wave.

This invisible shockwave is like a sharp blade, capable of easily tearing a person's body to pieces.

Even more fatal is that, due to its physiological structure, the human body is prone to resonating with the surrounding high-speed airflow, causing internal organs and bones to vibrate violently, resulting in misalignment and rupture.

Moreover, the larger the area, the stronger the effect; the more parts of the body are exposed, the more severe the impact and resonance damage.

Even airplanes would struggle to cope in this condition, and would easily lose control and disintegrate if not handled carefully.

Not to mention the completely unprotected human body.

The reason I was able to overcome this insurmountable barrier was because of the qualitative change brought about by breaking through 60 points in all three attributes.

Power is the "engine" of high-speed running, providing sufficient propulsion to cross air barriers.

Agility is like a gyroscope that keeps the body stable, preventing it from losing control in turbulent air currents.

Most importantly, it has a constitution score of 65.

Like the most resilient armor, it withstood the scorching heat, the tearing airflow, and the backlash of the shockwave.

Without this rock-solid physique as a foundation, relying solely on muscle strength to sprint would probably have caused my body to collapse when I approached the speed of sound.

"A single step away feels like an insurmountable chasm."

Fang Cheng was filled with mixed emotions.

Only the person involved truly knows the dangers lurking behind the scenes and the sweat they shed.

From being initially frail and unable to even meet basic physical fitness standards, to now achieving the astonishing feat of breaking the sound barrier.

The hardships I've endured are beyond words. Fortunately, hard work pays off, and with my attribute panel, I've never let down the effort I've put in.

Now that I've crossed this threshold, I'm finally enjoying an extraordinary experience that most people can hardly even imagine.

Fang Cheng lay quietly on the lake, savoring the lingering excitement.

He was also well aware that he had only barely broken the sound barrier this time.

The pain and physical response at that moment clearly told him.

I am still a long way from being able to "control the speed of sound".

The breakthrough process almost exhausted all of his physical strength and even caused considerable damage to his body.

This might be acceptable in training, but in actual combat, such a desperate gamble is tantamount to suicide.

All he could do now was push open a heavy door with all his might, like a child, and catch a glimpse of the world behind it.

With a mortal body, he began to touch the "realm of gods" that was once out of reach.

"It seems I still need to continue improving my physical attributes."

Gazing at the sparsely lit night in the distance, Fang Cheng's gaze became incredibly resolute.

"Perhaps when my physique, strength, and agility all break through the 80-point mark, breaking the sound barrier will be as easy and effortless for me as 'jogging' today."

As I was deep in thought, the roar of an engine came from afar.

A truck loaded with vegetables drove out from a side road on the lakeside road, its headlights piercing the rain.

Voices could be heard coming from the riverbank in the distance.

Several sanitation workers in raincoats pushed a garbage cart, making a rustling sound, and began their day's work.

Fang Cheng didn't linger. He kicked his legs hard in the water, his whole body leaping out of the water like a dragon emerging from the water, and landed silently on the shore.

Wow!

Then his whole body trembled violently, and the water droplets clinging to his skin were instantly shaken off, like a beast shaking off the dew.

Under the dim streetlights, his perfectly proportioned and well-defined body was on full display.

Every muscle is brimming with explosive power and streamlined beauty.

Like a piece of refined steel that has been repeatedly hammered and heated to a red-hot state, it is immersed in an ice spring in the final process to complete the final quenching.

Fang Cheng's gaze swept around, and when he looked behind him, his pupils contracted slightly.

On the asphalt road, which had been washed smooth by the rain, a series of shocking footprints came into view.

Especially during his final sprint, until he suddenly stopped, his footprints were deeply embedded and the road surface was cracked.

There was even a charred, friction mark several meters long, which stood out conspicuously in the rain.

Fang Cheng shook his head, a hint of apology on his face.

This is vandalism of public facilities; I'll have to donate some money to the township government's rural revitalization project to compensate for it.

This isn't the first time, actually.

However, this time the damage is more severe, and if it were seen during the day, it would probably cause another uproar.

"Next time, it would be best to go for a run on the beach."

The thought flashed through Fang Cheng's mind, and he looked around.

The sky was still dark, the rain continued, and there was still some time before dawn.

He decided to continue his morning exercise routine at that mountain park.

Of course, before that, I had to run back and pick up my shoes and clothes.

Fang Cheng moved swiftly, as if transforming into a shadowy figure, weaving through the rain and disappearing into the darkness under the streetlights in the blink of an eye.

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Raindrops pattered on the branches and leaves, making the forest path wet.

A pale, fish-belly white dawn broke through the horizon, tinging the clouds with a light gray hue.

The outline of the mountains and forests became clearer and clearer, and the emerald green leaves were particularly bright after being washed by the rain.

Deep within the park, simple facilities such as horizontal bars, parallel bars, and rowing machines stand quietly.

A few scattered shouts could be faintly heard, echoing the melodious chirping of birds.

A figure wearing a gray hoodie ran out of the woods.

He ran down the stone-paved path with light and rhythmic steps, and soon reached the lakeside road.

By this time, it was fully light, and more and more people were exercising on the road.

Although the rain hadn't stopped, it wasn't unusual to see people running at this time.

The rain falls in torrents during the Qingming Festival, the fine drizzle threatening to dampen our clothes.

After all, this season is neither too hot nor too cold, and its unique coolness is most pleasant, making it a good time for morning exercise.

Fang Cheng let out a sigh of relief, glancing at the control panel as he ran.

A pale blue screen flickered before my eyes, and a series of prompts flowed by like water.

The focus is on a few skills.

[Tai Chi Experience +4]

Tai Chi Level 1 (220/250)

Push-up experience +10

Push-ups lv3 (367/1000)

Squat experience +6

Squat Lv3 (304/1000)

[Leg Raise Experience +9]

[Leg Raise Lv3 (151/1000)]

[Pull-up experience +9]

Pull-ups lv3 (207/1000)

[Bridge carrying experience +5]

[Back Bridge Lv3 (83/1000)]

[Handstand Push-up Experience +8]

[Handstand Support Lv3 (126/1000)]

Just now at the mountain park, in addition to focusing on practicing the Tai Chi he is about to upgrade, he also completed a training plan for six fitness skills.

They practiced using one finger or one foot, and each skill was practiced at least 600 times.

While the intensity isn't as high as the weight training at the Haitang Garden gym, it's still considerable.

The impressive increase in experience shown on the panel is the best proof of this.

All six skills have reached the Grandmaster level, and the path to achieving the maximum level of Mythic Talent seems no longer out of reach.

At this level, simply increasing training intensity in bursts is no longer very effective.

Only through persistent effort and perseverance can one reach the pinnacle.

Fang Cheng strode briskly and quickly ran to the most bustling section of the lakeside road.

"My God, what happened to this road? Who did the renovations and ruined the asphalt like this?"

"It's not renovation. Look, these are a series of footprints, like they were hammered!"

"Old Wang, don't scare me. Did someone step on this? It looks more like an elephant passing by! Or an elephant wearing spiked shoes?"

"You guys are really talking nonsense. It must have been the tracks of the construction team's excavator that ran over this place..."

A small group of morning runners gathered by the roadside, pointing and exclaiming in amazement at the "masterpiece" Fang Cheng had left behind.

Fang Cheng casually slowed his pace, pretending to be curious as he approached, his face remaining expressionless.

A middle-aged man in a sports vest was arguing with another person in their group. Seeing that Fang Cheng was young and strong, he took the initiative to strike up a conversation:
“Young man, you be the judge. I said it was caused by the excavator tracks running over it, but this guy insists it was a footprint.”

"How much strength would it take to trample the road like this? Is there some kind of monster in our Wanghu Town?"

Fang Cheng looked at it seriously, then nodded solemnly:
"Yes, I think your analysis is correct and more logical."

"Haha, how about it?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man in the vest immediately put his hands on his hips, burst into laughter, and looked smug.

His companion, unconvinced, pouted and muttered under his breath:

"But this is clearly the shape of a footprint..."

After Fang Cheng finished speaking, he continued jogging forward as if nothing had happened, perfectly blending into the morning exercise crowd.

A faint smile curved at the corners of his lips.

This morning I'm going to Xishan Cemetery to sweep my father's grave and pay my respects.

I need to hurry home, take a shower, and get ready.

(End of this chapter)