Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 275 - 204: Master Level Muay Thai, "Domineering Body" _2

Chapter 275: Chapter 204: Master Level Muay Thai, "Domineering Body" _2

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Fang Cheng felt a surge within his heart, and he couldn’t help but envision the scene of both sides attacking each other fiercely without any reservations.

The feeling of fist against flesh, as if he could personally experience it, ignited his fighting spirit.

After a brief rest, Fang Cheng took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the excitement in his chest.

Then he moved his weary body, climbed back up, and looked at the time displayed on the table clock.

It was already 8:52.

The portable cassette player’s batteries had run out, and the tape had long stopped spinning.

He reached out to pull open the curtains and pushed the window open.

Warm sunlight immediately poured in like a golden river, rushing and leaping, completely spilling into the room.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath of the fresh air rushing in, drawing the slight chill into his nostrils, all the way down through his trachea.

He let the vibrant breath circulate within his lungs, silently enjoying this moment of peace and beauty.

After practicing his boxing technique for more than ten hours.

His legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and his arms were also sore and aching.

Yet Fang Cheng’s eyes still shone brightly, clearer and more determined than ever.

Because, once again, he had pushed beyond his previous limits, taking a firm step forward on the path to becoming stronger.

Even if the road ahead was still fraught with thorns, he had the confidence to raise his fists and face everything head-on.

Thinking this, Fang Cheng’s eyes gleamed, and he collected his thoughts.

Then, facing the morning sun, he parted his legs, sunk his waist, and adopted the horse stance.

Hulu hulu—

With his body shaking slightly, his breath emerged from his nostrils with a faint roar resembling that of tigers and leopards.

A continuous, fine stream of air naturally entered through his nostrils, descending in order.

Like a breeze brushing through his organs, it brought a sense of coolness.

Then a sweet spring seemed to emerge from his abdomen, flowing and seeping into his limbs and bones, watering and nourishing the parched land.

Under the sunshine, Fang Cheng’s pores appeared particularly clear.

It was as if his whole body was illuminated and transparent, absorbing the purest energy from nature.

With each inhalation and exhalation, True Qi flowed in order through his body, easing muscle fatigue and lubricating joint wear.

The room echoed with a dull sound like thunder, his breath continuously drawing in and out, over and over, metabolism in effect.

"Hu————"

Two streams of white smoke shot out of his nostrils like arrows.

After half an hour of practicing Qigong, with the last breathing technique complete, Fang Cheng slowly stood up.

Then, he began to move his hands and feet leisurely, bending and stretching his limbs one by one, joints making a series of fine "crackling" sounds.

The leaden heaviness of his body had noticeably lessened, every sore muscle seeming to be reawakened, brimming with vigorous vitality.

It was as if a warm and endless stream of energy was flowing through him, the feeling of exhilaration beyond words.

After relieving his fatigue, Fang Cheng immediately turned around and pushed open the bedroom door.

He quickly went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and took out two bottles of sports drink.

Pressing his thumb on the bottle cap, with a slight effort, a light "pop" sound rang out, and the bottle was opened.

Fang Cheng tilted his head back and gulped down a large mouthful.

As the icy liquid rolled down his throat and flowed into his stomach, it brought a burst of stimulation.

It also made all the cells in his body instantly excited, driving away the remaining fatigue and bringing a sense of physical rejuvenation.

After finishing the two bottles of drink, Fang Cheng tossed the bottles in the trash can, wiped the corner of his mouth, and revealed a satisfied smile.

Then, he took out a bunch of ready-to-eat foods like chicken breast sandwiches, beef jerky, and marinated chicken legs from the fridge.

Sitting at the dining table, he swallowed food wholeheartedly while introspectively observing the recovery status of his body.

The relatively gentle practice of Qi Cultivation Qigong this time had a very notable effect on managing physical exhaustion and muscle fatigue.

However, the azure ocean inside the Dantian had diminished slightly compared to before.

Since the night he fought with Jiang Chen, Fang Cheng, for safety reasons, had not absorbed energy from Ancient Relics.

Now it seems that relying on regular practice of Breathing Techniques and substantial eating to replenish True Qi is still too slow.

Thinking of the many dangers lurking around, Fang Cheng’s thoughts moved slightly, and he decided it would be best to maintain an abundant state at all times.

The metal box and travel bag stored at Zhou Xiumei’s place had already been retrieved.

Soon, with proper safety precautions in place, he could try to absorb the radiated energy from the Ancient Skeleton at home, to replenish the True Qi in his Dantian nearly to full.

With one hand holding a chicken leg and the other a sandwich, Fang Cheng tore into his food voraciously.

His cheeks pulsed with each bite, the swallowing pace unable to keep up with his eagerness to eat, crumbs constantly falling from the corners of his mouth, not that he cared.

The power contained within True Qi was indeed astonishing.

Once unleashed, it often could turn the tide of battle in an instant, catching the enemy off guard.

However, each time True Qi was called upon in actual combat, the consumption was also huge.

Sometimes, Fang Cheng even hesitated to use this power lightly.

After all, in some ways, it equated to his own Life Energy.

Once overused, it could not only endanger his health but might even affect longevity.

Hence, how to skillfully employ it in combat and improve the efficiency of True Qi usage, became a critical problem that Fang Cheng urgently needed to solve.

Only by doing so could he exchange the smallest price for the greatest victory in future struggles with enemies.

The food continued to be shoveled into his mouth, his stomach gradually filling, but his thoughts still whirled in his mind.