Start with push-ups to gain experience

Before dawn, the sea seemed to merge with the darkness of night.

Only the roar of waves crashing against the rocks echoed in this silent world.

A tall, slender figure in a blue tracksuit was speeding along the coastline.

His speed was astonishing, and his movements were incredibly light.

Each step on the soft, wet sand only kicked up a fine spray of gravel.

The sea breeze, carrying salty moisture, rushed towards us, but it couldn't stop the arrow-like rush of water.

Suddenly, the figure stopped abruptly.

He faced the sea, twisted his waist, and his spine turned like a dragon turning over, then suddenly threw a punch.

boom!
The fist tore through the air, producing a muffled sonic boom like thunder.

The roar was so powerful that it even drowned out the crashing waves.

Then came the second punch, the third punch, the fourth punch...

Fists flew, and the howling wind stirred up sand and waves.

A series of loud noises echoed across the vast sea.

The seabirds perched on the distant cliffs were startled and took flight, disappearing into the depths of the night.

a long time.

The figure stood still, fists clenched, chest rising and falling slightly.

Those dark eyes shone frighteningly bright in the night, like two burning flames.

His gaze fell upon the distant city silhouette, still shrouded in darkness.

He then turned and ran onto the coastal highway, speeding towards the area with its towering buildings.

....................................

"Click."

The sound of the door lock turning was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

The heavy security door opened with a thud, and Fang Cheng, dressed in sportswear, walked into the house.

The room was pitch black, the curtains were drawn, and only the indicator light on the freezer emitted a faint green light.

Without turning on the light, he skillfully walked to the corner, took a bottle of chilled mineral water from the freezer, unscrewed the cap, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

The cool liquid slid down my throat into my stomach, bringing a refreshing sensation.

Looking at the empty water bottle in his hand, Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

After breaking through the 80-point mark in physique, this body's endurance is so strong that it seems like something out of a creature from Earth.

The hour-long running and air-to-air training we just did was so intense that it would exhaust ten professional athletes in a relay race.

For him, it was as easy as taking a walk and drinking water after a meal; he didn't even break a sweat.

But this is not enough.

Fang Cheng casually tossed the empty bottle into the trash can, took off his clothes which were damp and sticky from the sea breeze, and walked naked into the living room.

Below the ceiling are specially made load-bearing steel beams, from which black sandbags taller than a person are suspended, and various fitness equipment are neatly stacked along the walls.

Fang Cheng stepped onto the sports floor, walked to the sandbag, and casually slapped it with his palm.

"crunch-"

The giant sandbag, weighing 800 kilograms, shook violently under this palm strike.

The hanging iron chains emitted a harsh, clanging sound.

Fang Cheng withdrew his hand, walked to the French windows, and pulled back the curtains.

The windows of the apartment building across the street were completely dark; the whole city was still asleep.

As summer approaches, the days are getting longer and longer.

He deliberately got up at 3:30 a.m. today and exercised at the beach for more than an hour. He didn't get home until before 5 a.m.

There's still plenty of time.

After adding attribute points yesterday, Fang Cheng spent most of the day adapting to his body after breaking through his physiological limits, and ate like crazy to replenish his nutrition.

So they simply stayed overnight at Hai Tian Garden and didn't go back to Old Factory Street.

Besides being able to exercise normally in the morning, there is another very important thing that needs to be verified here.

Fang Cheng turned around, his gaze falling on the pile of cold equipment in the corner.

Layers of dark barbell plates were stacked on top of each other, long strips of counterweights were neatly arranged, and various dumbbells exuded the cold luster unique to metal.

These things haven't been used for a long time.

He walked over and gently brushed his fingers across a barbell plate.

The cold touch traveled along my fingertips, but a burning passion ignited in my heart.

"Those people in Utopia probably won't give me much time..."

Fang Cheng muttered to himself, his eyes gradually sharpening.

"We must become stronger as quickly as possible to ensure our safety."

80 points of physique are clearly far from enough to improve combat power.

Physical attributes are more reflected in the way true qi is used and its endurance.

To achieve more direct and violent output, one must possess greater strength and faster speed.

Ideally, all four attributes should be pushed to their limits.

By then, I might have the confidence to actually confront that man.

Fang Cheng gazed at the city lights in the distance, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He then gathered his thoughts, stretched his wrists and ankles, walked to the bottom of the horizontal bar, and prepared to begin the real highlight of the day.

The first step is to attach a load.

Fang Cheng tied the specially made cowhide binding belt around his waist.

After fastening, attach a thumb-thick iron chain and a load-bearing object.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

Ten 25-kilogram pure steel barbell plates were hung one after another, producing a crisp striking sound.

Five hundred pounds of weight weighed down on his waist.

For an ordinary martial artist, just standing up would be a struggle.

But Fang Cheng remained upright, his expression unchanged.

He bent his knees slightly, leaped up, and firmly grasped the thickened solid steel bar with both hands.

With his body suspended in the air, the heavy barbell plates swayed gently beneath his feet, making a clinking sound.

"let's start."

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the bar, and was ready.

This time, he didn't pull himself up as quickly as usual.

Instead, they deliberately slowed down, controlling the time of each pull-up to about one second, in order to enter the energy-building state.

That's right.

What Fang Cheng wanted to verify was the actual effect of the newly unlocked hidden effect, charged launch, in training mode.

At this moment, as he moved more freely, the chain around his waist, which carried a 500-pound iron weight, became taut.

The immense tension acts on the spine and shoulder joints, producing a slight crackling sound as the bones stretch.

Pull up, put down.

Pull up, then put down...

Fang Cheng's pull-up movements were smooth and fluid.

To outsiders, it seems effortless.

But he could clearly feel a strange pressure quietly forming within his body.

That wasn't a burden from the outside, but rather a high-frequency oscillation and resistance originating from within one's own muscles.

It was as if countless invisible hands were squeezing inward from all directions, trying to crush every muscle fiber of his body into a tighter shape.

Is this what is called "internal pressure"?

Fang Cheng silently estimated in his mind.

My current physical attributes are as high as 80 points, and the density of my bones and muscle fibers far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Although he looks lean and well-proportioned, weighing at most 180 or 190 pounds, his actual weight is already close to 400 pounds.

The solid wood bed in my house creaks and groans every time I lie down, as if it might fall apart at any moment.

According to the skill effect description, the internal pressure in training mode is at least ten times the body weight.

In other words, the pressure he is currently experiencing is at least four thousand jin, or two tons!
No wonder there was such a noticeable feeling of being squeezed.

"but……"

Fang Cheng frowned slightly.

This level of intensity is clearly not enough for me.

With his current strength and physique, he could feel the pressure of two tons of internal pressure, but it was far from strenuous.

Even with the 500-pound barbell plates supporting my waist, doing 100 pull-ups in a row is still effortless.

"The panel skill description states that in training mode, you must withstand internal pressure equivalent to more than ten times your body weight, while also increasing training efficiency by more than ten times..."

A thoughtful glint flashed in Fang Cheng's eyes. "Perhaps I can further increase the internal pressure by extending the duration of the movement?"

Think about this.

He then took a deep breath and began trying to extend the time of a single pull-up from one second to two seconds.

The effect is immediate.

Just as Fang Cheng deliberately slowed down his movements, the strange pressure inside his body suddenly increased dramatically.

The feeling was like a huge steel plate crashing down from above, while invisible iron walls squeezed inward from all sides.

Every muscle fiber creaked and groaned under this terrifying pressure, as if being forged by countless hammers at the same time.

"hiss……"

Fang Cheng took a deep breath.

Roughly estimated, the internal pressure nearly doubled in two seconds, reaching about four tons.

In other words, the internal pressure doubles for every second that is extended.

"interesting."

Fang Cheng's lips curled into a smile.

Let's continue with the price and extend it to three seconds.

He maintained his state of accumulating power, without releasing the accumulated potential energy, and continued to control his body to slowly rise.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Six tons of internal pressure suddenly surged forth!

This time, the pressure has started to become a bit too much.

Fang Cheng could feel the muscle fibers inside his body contracting and resisting violently, as if countless steel cables were twisting and rubbing against each other.

But it's still within a manageable range.

He didn't stop and continued trying to extend the time to four seconds.

As the movement slowed further, the terrifying internal pressure intensified again, soaring to eight tons.

Fang Cheng gritted his teeth, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

The muscles in his arms trembled slightly, and the veins bulged high under his skin like winding earthworms.

Even with his current strength of 70 and physique of 80, he still has a strong constitution.

Faced with this pressure, equivalent to that of two adult elephants combined, they also began to feel strained.

Under such a terrifying load, the 500-pound barbell plate around my waist felt as light as a pendant and could be completely ignored.

However, Fang Cheng was still able to grit his teeth and persevere.

"In that case, let's test the limits!"

A sharp glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.

At last.

Five seconds!

boom!
The terrifying pressure reached its peak in an instant.

Ten tons! A full twenty thousand jin!

The weight of a fully loaded small truck was applied directly to his body, as if it were running over him.

Fang Cheng gritted his teeth, and the veins on his temples bulged.

His arms began to tremble violently, every muscle bulging and throbbing under extreme pressure, and his skin turning red and swollen from congestion.

This kind of "internal pressure" that acts entirely within the body is far more terrifying than any external force.

It is everywhere, from bones to fascia, from muscles to blood vessels; every cell is under this overwhelming pressure.

"Ugh!"

Fang Cheng let out a low growl.

All the muscles in my body were stretched to the limit, and I could even hear the "pop" sound of the fascia inside my body being stretched to its limit.

Fortunately, this force was "internal pressure" sealed within the body, acting entirely on the individual.

Otherwise, the weight of ten tons would have easily torn the specially made load-bearing steel beam on the ceiling into a pretzel.

After barely managing to complete a standard movement, raising his chin over the bar, Fang Cheng slowly lowered his body, released his hands, and jumped to the ground.

"call--"

He shook his aching arms, took deep breaths, and tried to calm the surging blood and qi in his body.

Five seconds is the limit; I can't push myself any further.

Otherwise, it can easily lead to severe tearing and strain of the arm muscles, thus increasing the time needed for rest.

However, to be fair, the effects of this kind of training are indeed a bit terrifying.

Fang Cheng looked down at his arms. His biceps were swollen and congested with blood from the extreme pressure he had just exerted, and his skin was flushed.

Fortunately, thanks to the abnormal recovery ability granted by the 80 points of constitution, I only needed to rest for less than half a minute.

The soreness had completely subsided, and my energy had almost returned to normal.

"Three seconds is the optimal intensity."

Fang Cheng made up his mind.

With six tons of internal pressure and a 500-pound load, it can ensure sufficient training intensity without causing movement distortion due to excessive pressure.

Fang Cheng gripped the horizontal bar again and slowly pulled himself up once more.

This time, he strictly controlled the time of each movement to about three seconds.

Pull up – three seconds.

Put it down—for three seconds.

The entire process was slow and steady, without the slightest shaking.

The latissimus dorsi muscles spread out like bat wings, contracting and stretching with the rhythm of the movement, with each muscle fiber exerting precise force.

Trapezius, rhomboid, and teres major muscles—these core muscle groups roll and undulate under the skin, outlining lines full of explosive power.

11.

12.

13.

…………

The number of times is steadily increasing.

As his body gradually adapted to this training rhythm, Fang Cheng became increasingly relaxed.

His breathing was steady and deep, and his movements were standard and fluid, as if the terrifying six tons of internal pressure did not exist at all.

I do not know how long it has been.

The sky outside the window was beginning to lighten, and the darkness was gradually fading away.

"100!"

After counting to the last number, Fang Cheng finally let out a long breath and let go, landing on the ground again.

A pale blue screen appeared in front of me at just the right moment.

[Pull-up experience +19]

Pull-ups lv3 (237/1000)

Just one set of 100 repetitions yielded nearly 20 experience points.

Fang Cheng quickly did some mental calculations.

Based on the previous training intensity, completing the same number of pull-ups would only yield a maximum of 1 to 2 points of experience.

Now, under the training mode with six tons of internal pressure, the efficiency of experience acquisition has increased by about twelve times.

"It's so cool!"

Fang Cheng couldn't help but clench his fists, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Although he was exhausted, his muscles ached, and he was drenched in sweat, he knew in his heart that he was not tired.

With this training model, your skill improvement speed will soon experience a qualitative leap.

Perhaps in less than half a month, you will be the first to obtain the first level 4 skill.

How much time do I have left, given those threats from my "ideal world" and those enemies lurking in the shadows?
do not know.

But it doesn't matter.

From this moment forward, my daily progress will be at a rate that my enemies can hardly imagine!

Fang Cheng walked to the French windows, unscrewed a bottle of water, and drank it all in one gulp.

Outside the window, the city's outline gradually became clear and bright.

On the distant horizon, a red sun is gathering the power to burst forth.

Just then, the first ray of golden dawn suddenly tore through the sky, piercing through the French windows like a sharp sword and shining on Fang Cheng's naked body.

His muscles were bulging and his sweat glistened in the sunlight, giving him an aura of power that was like that of a god or demon.

A new day is about to begin.

But his journey of training and becoming stronger is far from over. (End of Chapter)