Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 479 - 287: Pure Fighting Skill Effects (1/2)

Looking at the detailed skill descriptions on the panel, Fang Cheng’s breath involuntarily paused, a flash of uncontrollable brilliance flitting through his eyes.

This "Infinite Continuous Punching"—

It’s simply a killer move tailor-made for him!

The fighting style Fang Cheng excels at most is hand-to-hand combat.

And the core advantage most worth relying on in hand-to-hand combat lies in speed and power far beyond that of ordinary people.

This skill effect can be said to perfectly amplify this point.

The effect of infinitely stacking attack speed means that as long as he can continually hit, theoretically he can increase his punch speed to an extremely terrifying level.

It’s even possible to kill strong adversaries instantly in an instant.

Although there is a practical limit to how much the body can endure, with his Constitution Attribute reaching as high as 46 points, it should be enough to support a rather astonishing number of stacks.

As for the 0.1-second attack interval restriction, for ordinary boxers it might be hard to achieve.

But for Fang Cheng, it is as easy as pie and straightforward.

With Grandmaster Level boxing skills and 40 points of Extraordinary Agility Attribute, as long as he catches the opponent’s flaw, the combo will almost never break because of this condition.

More importantly, once the continuous hits reach 30 or more, it can trigger the effect of locking the enemy and briefly suppressing them.

For achieving this combo count, Fang Cheng is equally confident.

In future close-combat encounters, once the opponent is locked by his fists, falling into a state of stiffness where they cannot timely escape or resolve it, basically, the battle is declared over.

Fang Cheng can unhurriedly stack his punch speed to a horrifying level, applying more ferocious hits and directly finishing off the opponent.

As for throwing more than a hundred punches in 0.5 seconds, it can create "Hurricane Fist Pressure" and trigger "Storm Ending Punch."

This prerequisite condition, however, is rather demanding, even considered perverse.

To know, even the top-notch boxers, through speed ball training, the limit of consecutive punches in one second is just in the teens, with most ordinary players hovering around five or six times.

Requiring a hundred punches in half a second has completely exceeded common sense.

Even with Fang Cheng’s currently non-human physical attributes, he also feels the challenge within.

Probably it requires a perfect combination of physical potential, Qigong operation, and Grandmaster Level boxing skills to possibly touch the threshold of its execution.

Until now, Fang Cheng has not tried to challenge the limit of consecutive punches in a short period.

Recalling last night’s brief yet fierce confrontation with Gao Jin, his all-out punch once emitted a clear sonic boom.

This means that the punch speed he burst out momentarily had broken the sound barrier, reaching about 343 meters/second.

If using the simplest straight punch position standard, estimating the punch and retraction as a complete action, roughly gauging arm span and travel distance.

Theoretically, he may reach about 170 punches per second.

Of course, this is just the most idealized calculation.

In actual situations, apart from various combat factors, environmental impacts, and the body’s endurance limit.

When the speed reaches a certain level, air resistance due to the shock wave effect will also increase exponentially, becoming a huge obstacle.

The actual limit that can be reached still requires practical testing and exploration to determine.

Nevertheless, this is undoubtedly a powerful card with immense potential.

If successfully executed in actual combat, its power is likely unimaginable.

Whether for clearing a small area or as a deadly strike against a single strong enemy, it will be a decisive trick.

Of course, the warnings in the skill description are also very real.

This fighting style inevitably requires astronomical energy consumption, and the requirement for bone strength and muscle resilience reaches inhuman perverse levels.

It seems that continued enhancement of Constitution Attribute, as well as the deep nourishment and enhancement of the body by Qigong, will become even more important and urgent in the future.

Fang Cheng’s eyes shine, immersed in the analysis of the new skill and the imagery of future battle scenes, a wave of indescribable excitement rising in his heart.

Compared to previously gaining the skill effect "Kirin Arm" after climbing to the Grandmaster Level in push-ups.

This time the "Infinite Continuous Punching" is truly born for actual combat, a pure fighting skill effect!

No need for demanding pre-charge, nor need to post specific posture.

Just need to freely unleash the hot-blooded instinct of the body, erupt instantly in fierce battle, the more it hits, the faster, the fiercer!

If last night, that officer with the surname Gao had chosen to continue the battle of attrition, Fang Cheng also would’ve had no fear.

Because this is Fang Cheng’s reserved card.

With this skill effect, his explosiveness, suppressive power, and finishing ability will all raise to a completely new level!

Even when facing stronger enemies in the future, he can exert his strongest combat power in a head-on confrontation.

Just as Fang Cheng was surging with emotions—

Outside the door in the hallway came several voices with strong local accents, amid them were also the clashing sounds of transporting equipment.

"Old Wang, where did you put that leveling instrument yesterday? I need it here."

"It might be in your big toolbox? Search through it yourself."

"Hey, today’s gonna be tight, let’s try to get all the water and electric lines done over here..."

The renovation workers have arrived.

Click.

Accompanied by the sound of a key being inserted into the lock and turned, the door was being opened from the outside.

Fang Cheng swiftly concealed all expressions on his face and his external breath, pressing down the thoughts in his mind.

Casually, he grabbed a T-shirt and slipped it on, hiding his still steaming, well-toned muscles.

Then, unhurriedly facing the floor-to-ceiling window, he conducted leg presses and stretching exercises.

When the door opened and footsteps echoed, he turned around and casually greeted:

"Oh, the masters are here? Good morning."

"Hey, good morning Fang Boss!"

Leading them was a middle-aged master wearing a safety helmet.

Upon seeing Fang Cheng in shorts and sweating profusely, he showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, but quickly returned to normal and greeted with a smile.

"Boss is working out?"

"Yeah, just exercising a bit."

Fang Cheng nodded, not explaining further, then asked, "What’s the main task today?"

"First, we need to sort out the electrical wires and plumbing we didn’t finish yesterday. We’ll see if we can start closing the slots on the wall this afternoon."

The master pointed to the exposed conduits on the walls and ground.

"Alright, you guys carry on then."

Fang Cheng put on long pants, picked up his phone and shoulder bag that were tossed aside, and said:

"I’ll go down for breakfast. If you need any materials or have questions, just call me."

"Sure, walk slowly Fang Boss!"

The masters responded and began to smoothly take out their tools, ready to start working.

Fang Cheng nodded, said no more, and left this still-under-construction bare room, heading towards the elevator area.

After the morning workout, it’s time to replenish energy and start planning today’s tasks.

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Downstairs, he randomly picked a breakfast shop that looked relatively clean.

Fang Cheng walked in and directly ordered three baskets of pork buns, two large bowls of wontons, plus a plate of pickled vegetables.

Given his now inhuman constitution and vast energy consumption, this was merely a basic amount to keep his bodily functions running normally.

As the steaming hot food was served, Fang Cheng immediately dug in with astonishing speed.

He almost swept through everything like a whirlwind, with the buns and wontons disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A simple mix of carbohydrates and proteins quickly replenished the energy spent during the morning workout, rejuvenating every cell in Fang Cheng’s body.

Consequently, his appetite grew even bigger.

In less than half a minute, he swiftly finished a bowl of wontons and five big pork buns.

His ravenous eating style was incredibly efficient, although not exactly rough.

Especially with such a refined and handsome appearance, he did not look like a brother who did manual labor.

The breakfast shop owner, a slightly chubby aunt, paused slightly while passing by with soy milk for the next table, her peripheral vision catching sight of Fang Cheng.

Her eyes were filled with surprise, and even a hint of fear.

As if she was witnessing not a person eating, but a beast draped in human skin having a meal.

Fang Cheng keenly detected the owner’s unusual gaze.

He was well aware that his appetite and eating speed indeed far surpassed that of an ordinary person, making it quite conspicuous in their eyes.

He then deliberately burped, slowing down his chewing slightly, leisurely finishing off the last few buns.

Ultimately, Fang Cheng restrained his still restless appetite and didn’t continue ordering.

It’s better to keep a low profile.

This scenario only made Fang Cheng more eager for the house renovation to be completed soon.

Then he could cook freely, stock up on meat in the fridge, and eat to his heart’s content.

After paying and leaving, it was still early.

Fang Cheng donned his baseball cap, not heading directly back to the bare room.

Instead, he pressed the cap’s brim low to cover most of his face and strolled to the nearby beach park.

Today was cloudy, so the sun was hidden, and the sky appeared somewhat gray.

The sea breeze was much stronger than usual, howling with chilly, salty moisture that whipped against his face.

On the sea, the gray-white waves layered one upon another, rolling towards the coastal rocks and beach.

Despite the weather not being very good, some tourists were still sparsely scattered on the beach.

Most were from out of town, either couples or families.

Children excitedly chased the receding waves, emitting bursts of joyous screams, while adults tightening their coats watched, occasionally taking out their phones to snap a few pictures.

Fang Cheng, with hands in his pockets, walked leisurely along the edge of the damp beach.

The cool sea breeze caressed his cheeks, and the monotonous sound of waves crashing against the shore gradually settled his chaotic thoughts.

As he walked, he recalled last night’s brief yet thrilling confrontation.

That senior investigator from the Special Search Team was indeed exceptionally formidable.

With a bizarre biological armor, not only was the defensive power astonishing, but his strength and speed also surged to a frightening level, able to contend with Fang Cheng without losing ground.

Especially the energy shock wave he unleashed at the end, which had destructive power equivalent to a small tactical missile.

If one senior investigator is this difficult to handle.

Then in the entire Special Search Team, how many experts of this level might there be? Could there be even stronger ones?

Fang Cheng’s gaze darkened as he looked out at the endlessly surging waves in the distance.

It seems, he really shouldn’t underestimate the heroes of this world, especially in this era rife with mysterious powers and emerging superpower users.