Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 475 - 285

Bang!

Like a meteor that’s completely extinguished.

Gao Jin’s massive body fell straight down from a height of over ten meters, landing heavily on the ground.

Instantly, a large splash of mud and rubble was thrown up, even creating a clear shallow pit.

The layer of menacing biological armor covering him rapidly dissipated like an ebbing tide.

The sharp bone spurs silently retracted beneath his skin, and his limbs returned to the appearance of normal human hands and feet.

The dark red and jet black interwoven carapace and tendon structures quickly liquefied, turning into a fluid substance that glowed faintly.

As if drawn by an invisible force, constantly converging and contracting.

Ultimately, all of it submerged into the chest’s now dimly glowing, crystalline core device.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying form resembling an Abyss Demon God vanished without a trace.

Gao Jin returned to his original human appearance, dressed in a black suit, but now his entire body was steaming with white heat.

Sweat had long since completely soaked his clothes and pants, clinging tightly to his body, outlining his exceptionally strong muscle contours.

His expensive suit was also in tatters, with a large hole burned through the chest by Fang Cheng’s Flame Fist Force.

Exposing the scorched marks on the skin inside, and even tiny granulations at the edges squirming slowly.

However, this self-healing ability is far inferior to the super-speed regeneration he experienced while inside the energy shield, bathed in red light.

"Chief Gao! Are... are you alright?"

Zhou Liang and Ali lay in the mud not far away, struggling to get up after witnessing this scene.

But the intense pain coming from multiple parts of their bodies made them grimace as soon as they exerted force, unable to muster any strength.

They could only futilely shift in place, seemingly having the intention but lacking the strength.

"Hoo—"

Gao Jin did not answer immediately, he braced both hands on the muddy ground, kneeling on one knee, his body heaving violently.

Like an athlete who just finished a grueling marathon, gasping for breath in big gulps.

Sweat mixed with muddy water continuously dripped from his forehead.

After confirming that the aura of the white figure had completely vanished beyond his perception, fleeing far away, he finally abandoned the image of invincibility he had painstakingly maintained.

Falling down at this moment, as if shedding a heavy burden of a thousand pounds, his taut nerves relaxed, barely able to maintain his kneeling posture, his body muscles trembling slightly.

"I’m fine."

Gao Jin waved his hand, his voice slightly hoarse.

Then he took out a black metal device resembling a car key from his suit pocket, pressing firmly on a side button with his thumb.

With a "beep," a faint blue light flickered at the top of the device.

It seemed to emit some special signal undetectable by ordinary equipment.

After doing all this, Gao Jin truly breathed a sigh of relief, his tense back slumping, carrying a hint of relief.

If "White Owl" hadn’t chosen to leave just now but continued to entangle...

Gao Jin looked complicatedly at the faintly flashing core device on his chest.

He feared he would have had to use that last resort, one he must never show unless absolutely necessary.

Recalling the fierce battle just now, Gao Jin’s heart was not at ease.

That guy’s physical attributes were simply like an alien’s, with absurd speed and brute, overbearing strength.

Especially that final punch’s explosive power...

Even after replaying and considering it, he still felt a lingering fear.

Even if he possessed the strong combat power provided by the armor and the Energy Core, he was not confident he could undoubtedly win in such high-intensity melee combat.

What’s more, the impression given by that guy was that his stamina seemed extremely abundant, like he could fight for another three hundred rounds!

Gao Jin slightly shook his head, dispelling distracting thoughts, forcing himself to stand.

His gaze fell on his two subordinates wincing and groaning not far away.

Looking at their bruised, mud-covered, and blood-streaked disheveled appearance, he couldn’t help but frown deeply.

"How are you two? Are you seriously injured?"

Hearing their superior’s concerned inquiry, Zhou Liang and Ali seemed to find an outlet for venting and immediately cooperated to wail miserably.

"Ow," "Hiss—," "It hurts like hell."

Each voice more miserable than the last, each expression more pained than the last, paired with their current ragged, battered appearance.

It was simply heartbreaking to hear, tear-inducing to see, perfectly demonstrating what "grievous beyond belief" means.

Gao Jin looked at his subordinates’ miserable state, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp, the joints in his fingers creaking, an invisible pressure spreading:

"Was it White Owl who did this to you?"

Zhou Liang and Ali froze upon hearing this.

Their cries abruptly stopped.

The two couldn’t help but exchange glances, their expressions somewhat embarrassed and subtle, secretly grumbling in their hearts.

We’d like to say so... but these injuries on us, clearly most came from your Excellency’s Gravity Cannon just now.

But if we say this, we’ll probably receive a "deep reflection package" on the spot...

Gao Jin, being who he was, saw their expressions and combined with his own nearly rampant combat posture just now, immediately understood most of it, his lips twitching slightly undetectably.

He coughed lightly, shifted his gaze, and looked at the chaotic battlefield around.

The ground was pitted and pocked, everywhere were furrows plowed by violence and deep pits stomped out by footprints.

The previously somewhat dense weeds were ravaged beyond recognition, vast areas leveled.

In the distance, car parts and shards of glass were scattered everywhere, dimly reflecting under the weak lights from the highway.