Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 309 - 217

Standing on the hillside where he had just completed the extreme challenge, Fang Cheng looked at the data recorded by his sports watch.

The numbers on the dial flickered slightly in the sunlight, like a silent witness, faithfully recording this thrilling capability test.

Fang Cheng then looked up towards the nearby cliff that seemed to be carved by a knife and axe.

The wind howled, and the mist had yet to disperse.

In the air enveloped by light smoke, traces of "flight" appeared to linger.

8.4 seconds, of course, does not entirely belong to the hovering time.

Fang Cheng contemplated.

According to normal physical law, from over thirty meters in height, considering only free fall time, it should be around the 2.5 to 2.8 seconds range.

Yet during the test last year, the hovering limit he could achieve was about 3.07 seconds.

Which means, in this cliff jump test, he actually stayed in the air for 3 seconds longer.

However, Fang Cheng knows well.

The extra 3 seconds do not all result from the Agility Attribute breakthrough past 40 points.

Or more precisely, there is no obvious, direct causality between the two.

Because the enhancement effects of agility in simply maintaining the body at the highest point without descending are extremely limited.

Based on this cliff jumping experience, even breaking through 40 agility points, the enhancement would not exceed 0.5 seconds.

What Fang Cheng did was more about cleverly dispersing the precious hovering time throughout the descent, thereby creating an experience akin to "wingsuit flying", making the hovering effect about twice as improved compared to before.

This flight method is by no means completely free from gravity.

Rather, it utilizes the power brought by airflow and sufficiently open terrain, enabling the body to maintain a certain height in mid-air, trying to prolong the time before landing.

Eventually, forming an effect similar to "wind riding".

However, to achieve such finesse, is akin to wishful thinking for ordinary people.

Leaving aside natural environmental factors, one must first have extremely strong balance to steady the body under the dual impacts of airflow and gravity.

Secondly, they need exceptional flexibility to mimic the gliding form of animals like flying squirrels, trying to stretch their body posture to increase the air contact surface as much as possible.

Especially knowing every inch of muscle perfectly, responding to the changing forces of rising and horizontal airflow, precisely adjusting the size and direction of lift and drag.

Being able to instantly take effective countermeasures when encountering various unexpected situations, thus mastering the power of the wind.

Ultimately, these are the real keys to the Agility Attribute aiding the enhancement of hovering capability.

It brings not only a change in speed but a leap-like transformation in overall physical capacity.

Fang Cheng silently reminisced about that thrilling feeling of flight just now.

Then took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh mountain air, his mind filled with plans for subsequent training.

At least, now, he can perform extraordinary qinggong feats like the martial arts movie heroes, with grace and ease.

Without a doubt, one solid step has been taken towards truly achieving the grand goal of "flying in the air".

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng lowered his head, gazing again at the sports watch on his wrist.

The time was clearly displayed on the dial, 7:36.

Better hurry back to the hotel, lest his mom wakes up and finds him not in the room, causing her to worry.

Fang Cheng looked up at the surrounding environment, searching for a way out.

At this moment, he was standing on the grass meadow with a steep slope in front of the cliff, seemingly an unfrequented area.

To the left, there was a lush and verdant cypress forest, with dense overlapping branches and leaves like a natural barrier, blocking the view thoroughly.

Underfoot, weeds were growing messily and wildly, clearly indicating that few people ventured to such an eerie place.

Fortunately, it was winter, and snakes were still in hibernation.

On his way here, he hadn’t encountered any "surprises," saving him from quite a few potential troubles.

As he walked deep into the forest, the sunlight was almost completely obscured by the branches and leaves, only a few tiny strands of light struggling to penetrate the gaps, casting faint spots of shadow.

Occasionally, several "cooing" sounds of birds gently floated by, adding to the eerie stillness of the woods.

Suddenly, an odd noise joined in, breaking the silence.

Fang Cheng instantly straightened his back, his muscles slightly tense.

Listening carefully, the sound was intermittent, with woeful sobbing.

Like someone was crying for mercy, appearing exceptionally incongruous in such a secluded and quiet place.

Fang Cheng’s eyes sharpened, showing a hint of alertness and doubt.

Then, he cautiously shifted his steps towards the source of the sound, moving slowly.

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In the dense and deep forest, dappled sunlight leaked down laboriously.

The morning mist yet to dissipate still loomed between the trees.

A gust of wind blew, leaves rustling, causing the mist to drift away, revealing four figures.

Two burly men were vigorously digging pits, their shovels repeatedly lifting soil, making dull plopping sounds.

A bald-headed man with a stern gaze held a gun in his hand, the dark barrel pointed straight at another person kneeling on the ground.

That person was obese, with a face full of good fortune.

Now, however, he was wearing a dirty, mud-smeared tracksuit, bruised and fearful.

He seemed to have been jogging earlier, now caught by several bandits, looking to rob and murder.