Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 308 - 216: Breaking the Sound Barrier, Extreme Flight_2

Chapter 308: Chapter 216: Breaking the Sound Barrier, Extreme Flight_2

The shockwave generated by the sonic boom exerts enormous pressure on the surface of the aircraft, causing ordinary materials to deform and tear instantly.

Therefore, it’s essential to develop high-strength, high-temperature-resistant, and impact-resistant special alloys to ensure the aircraft’s structural integrity and safely traverse the sonic barrier.

Further up, breaking through the heat barrier and blackout zone demands even more extreme material requirements, as the intense friction with the air generates high temperatures that can soften and melt metals, consuming everything.

At this moment, Fang Cheng slightly closed his eyes, carefully feeling the real sonic boom effect he just unleashed.

Fortunately, he only exploded for a few seconds, and the punch distance was very short, so the burden on his body was relatively small.

Even so,

If his Constitution had not reached the critical 40-point mark, relying solely on Strength and Agility Attributes to forcibly explode would clearly have unimaginable consequences.

Perhaps the instant of punching, the bones and muscles would be crushed, unable to withstand the overwhelming impact.

As a carbon-based organism, the human body’s endurance has natural limits; without solid Constitution support, every high-intensity exertion is like overdrawing one’s life essence.

Take the light and agile jab, for example; the punching speed is roughly around the speed of sound, similar to a bullet fired from a regular handgun.

And after accumulating strength, the full-force explosion punch should have already surpassed the speed of sound by far.

Like a real cannonball, wherever it goes, its momentum is astonishing.

If Strength is the explosive gunpowder providing powerful firepower support to defeat opponents,

Agility is the stretched machine expansion, granting the body more nimble and fast adaptability.

Then, Constitution is the foundation ensuring the normal operation of all organs and tissues, key to crafting the human weapon.

Feeling the super explosive power brought by the body’s full breakthrough of limits, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but again feel grateful for prioritizing Constitution in his training strategy was so wise. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

The park hidden in the woods returned to peace; birds’ melodious chirping rose and fell, seemingly playing a morning tune.

Fang Cheng then squatted in a stance, regulating his organs with the Breathing Technique, soothing muscle fatigue.

After practicing Qigong for a moment, he concluded this brief morning exercise of about an hour.

In the dappled tree shade, Fang Cheng’s eyes sparkled as he viewed the panel, examining the Experience Points gained and the improvement degree of various skills.

When he saw the skills "Handstand Pushups" and "Lifting Leg," his gaze could not help but flicker slightly.

It’s important to know that after breaking through 40 points in Agility Attribute, not only does the movement speed increase significantly, but flexibility, balance, and body control also get greatly enhanced.

So, the corresponding air-time ability should also see some improvement, right?

Pondering this, Fang Cheng glanced at the sports watch on his wrist.

The dial, illuminated by sunlight, clearly displayed the current time, steps, heart rate, exercise distance, and average speed.

Watching the continuously updating exercise data, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but mutter softly to himself:

"Why not try again?"

Looking up at his surroundings, it’s now after seven o’clock, and the number of people exercising in the morning is visibly increasing.

The originally quiet forest paths occasionally had silhouettes passing by, either jogging or walking.

There were also those heading towards the park, obviously fitness enthusiasts who came here specially to exercise.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly, deciding to find a quieter place.

His gaze quickly scanned around, through the overlapping branches and leaves, looking deeper into the woods, searching for a more suitable location.

He found that going further up, the trees became denser, and the road steeper.

Presumably, fewer people would be running near the mountaintop.

Thinking this, Fang Cheng immediately stepped out of the park.

Passing by several fitness enthusiasts, he jogged along the stone path toward the mountaintop.

Within less than ten minutes, he quickly found an ideal spot suitable for testing his abilities.

Located at the edge of the woods near the mountain’s neck, a steep cliff lay a few steps further forward.

Estimates showed there was about a thirty to forty meters height from here to the relatively flat area at the bottom of the slope.

Standing on top and gazing into the distance, almost half of Yulong Lake was in view.

The expansive lake’s surface sparkled under the sunlight, like a giant mirror reflecting the sky and surrounding mountains.

There were also some people running along the lake, tiny figures moving like black dots, melded into the vast lake and mountain scenery.

Fang Cheng retracted his gaze, standing steadily at the cliff’s edge, looking down below.

The more than thirty-meter cliff was equivalent to at least an eleven-story height.

This height actually exceeded his high-altitude jump limits.

However, he could utilize his extraordinary air-time ability to buffer the descent speed, thus gaining more time to adjust his posture in the air and land safely.

And the cliff was not completely vertical; if he encountered an uncontrollable danger, he could use his limb strength to grab onto rock crevices and forcibly slow down.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng once again raised his head, gazing across the wide expanse of Yulong Lake in the distance.

That expansive view, the sparkling lake surface, seemed to inject endless strength into his heart.

He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, expelling all distractions from his body.

Fang Cheng lifted his wrist and first set his sports watch to timer mode.

Then he mobilized his limbs slightly, adjusting his body state and standing posture.

Feeling the solid sensation transmitted from the ground beneath his feet, he then slightly bent his knees, half-squatting like a cheetah ready to pounce.

His gaze locked tightly on the landing spot below, his mind rapidly calculating the optimal jumping angle and force.

A moment later, Fang Cheng’s eyes focused, and with an unstoppable momentum, he leaped toward the cliff below.

His legs, like powerful springs, instantly propelled his body into the air, tracing a graceful parabolic curve.

Just as he was about to reach the highest point, Fang Cheng immediately stretched out his hand, pressing the timer on his sports watch.

A gust of wind swept from behind, seemingly lifting his body up gently, appearing for a split second of suspension.

Fang Cheng twisted his waist and abdomen, all his muscles tense, contending with gravity, trying to extend the feeling of weightlessness as long as possible.

At this moment, everything around seemed to stand still, with only his heartbeats powerfully echoing in his ears.

Thud, thud.

But just then, Fang Cheng suddenly sensed a subtle change in the airflow.

The airflow transformed into a pair of invisible hands, gently pushing his body, wanting to assist him to keep moving forward in the air.

The wind direction seemed to perfectly align with his posture and the direction of his exertion, achieving some seamless harmony.

At this instant, Fang Cheng felt as if he was already one with the wind, experiencing a sense of unprecedented harmony.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he immediately decided to utilize his precious air-time to adjust his posture again, according to his feeling.

His arms slightly opened, like a bird spreading its wings, searching for the best balance point.

Then, just like this, he merged into the wind, in sync with the flowing direction of the airflow, contending against gravity’s pull while moving his body forward in the descent.

The wind roared continuously into his ears, the entire world tilting downward at a peculiar angle.

Yet, like a wingsuit flyer, Fang Cheng, calmly and collectedly following the wind direction, glided forward.

His heartbeat sped up dramatically, not from fear but from the excitement of transcending gravity and challenging limits.

It was as if dancing with the wind, Fang Cheng keenly capturing every movement of the airflow, with his strong air-time ability, his body stretched to the maximum, moving lightly in a specific rhythm.

Every time he cleverly adjusted his posture and continued gliding a distance, Fang Cheng increasingly experienced the freedom of breaking free from constraints, enjoying the ultimate thrill of flying.

As he drew a long arc below the cliff and through the dense forest, getting closer to the ground, his body transitioned from a light state to feeling heavy again, and his freefall speed increased rapidly.

Fang Cheng moved his arms gently like wings, trying to embrace the imminent impact with the most perfect posture.

Bang!

Fortunately, the landing force wasn’t too great.

Fang Cheng, following inertia, took a few quick steps forward on the grass to buffer, then stood firmly.

"Phew—"

The breath held in his chest was long exhaled.

Fang Cheng clutched his fists, feeling the sweat in his palms, a product of tension and excitement intertwined.

Calming his mind, he looked at the sports watch he stopped upon landing.

This over thirty meters high jump had surprisingly allowed him to glide for about 7 seconds in the air.

Then turning, he looked up at the cliff he had just jumped from; the distance from the top to his current standing point was clearly 116 meters.