Wow--
The curtains were opened, revealing the scene outside.
The city is always particularly quiet and peaceful at dawn.
Through the dim yellow street lights, you can see scattered snowflakes floating by.
A thin line of white light appeared in the distant sky, and the snow-covered roof reflected a dim light.
I got up a little late today.
Fang Cheng looked out the window at the snowy scene with sharp eyes and took a deep breath of the air that was cool to the heart and lungs.
"Start your morning exercise!"
I won't go out to exercise for the time being when it snows.
What's more, I just went through a fierce battle last night, which consumed a lot of energy. I also need to reduce the amount of training to allow my body to buffer.
"Well, let's start with 100 Weighted Squat to warm up."
Fang Cheng encouraged silently, lifted three bags of rice on his shoulders, and grasped the bag mouth with both hands.
Then he squatted down, straightened his back, and started to practice his skills while carrying a weight of 150 kilograms.
Three minutes later, practice a set of Squats movements slowly and slowly.
Then, practice the Push-Ups action, a set of 100 one-handed fist holds.
As the light outside the window gradually brightens, the exercising figures slowly become clearer and more agile in the darkness.
6:45.
The morning light is faint and the sky is clear.
Complete the established Training Plan.
Fang Cheng specially set aside a period of time to practice Standing Meditation and Breathing Technique.
Stand in front of the window, Hollow Chest, Rounded Back, Waist and Horse as One, with your legs firmly planted.
At the same time, the abdomen expanded and contracted, and the whole body began to tremble slightly, followed by a faint trembling sound.
In this process of imitating the snoring of a tiger and leopard, you can silently feel the subtle changes brought about by every breath in your body.
About an hour later.
"Hululu----"
Fang Cheng's abdomen bulged slightly, with a slightly clearer trembling sound, and he exhaled a long, turbid breath slowly.
After finishing the exercise, stand up and move your legs and feet.
I can vaguely feel that the Heat Flow produced in my abdomen has become a little more obvious, but it is still difficult to control and guide it.
Fang Cheng couldn't help but sigh secretly:
"This skill really cannot be acquired in a hurry. It seems that it still needs to be persisted for a long time to be effective..."
The battle with Experimental Subject put Fang Cheng in danger for a time, and also made him realize that his attack methods still had many flaws.
So I thought about whether I could unlock new skills faster and further improve my strength.
After taking a short break, Fang Cheng looked at Panel who appeared in front of him again.
[Boxing lv2(147/500)]
[Sanda lv2(126/500)]
[Jujutsu Lv1(239/250)]
[Muay Thai lv1(94/250)]
[Gun Technique lv2(132/500)]
[Knife Technique Lv2(109/500)]
Fighting all the way through the gang's lair, the continuous battles increased the experience of several Combat Skills a lot.
The most important ones are the two skills "Gun Technique" and "Knife Technique". It can be said that they have made rapid progress and completed Level Up one after another.
Especially after using "Blade Storm" to kill Experimental Subject, Knife Technique's experience increased by a full 100 points.
However, Fang Cheng actually longs for his physical body from the bottom of his heart, so that one day he can be strong enough to tear apart monsters with his hands.
Instead of relying on external weapons, or relying on Skill Special Effect which has various limitations and uncertainties.
"Blade Qi can produce attacks that are several times sharper than normal..."
"It requires a lot of mental and physical effort..."
His eyes passed over the special effects explanation about "Blade Storm", Fang Cheng frowned and thought.
If you verify these two sentences based on your own feelings when using the skills.
The so-called "Blade Qi" should be a special energy condensed after the body and spirit reach a certain degree of integration.
That being the case.
Well, this energy is definitely not just able to be attached to the sword.
It can also be attached to fists, legs and feet, and even anywhere inside and outside the body.
Just like... the "Qi Gong" theory said by Ma Jianguo!
From the perspective of Essence, these two should belong to the same source and the same type of energy.
After thinking through this, Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he became more determined to practice Breathing Technique.
If you can truly cultivate into Qi Gong, then your strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.
Perhaps if we face a monster like "Experimental Subject" in the future, we can punch through its proudly powerful body with one punch.
"However, in addition to practicing Breathing Technique, there is still a very important flaw that needs to be made up for..."
Fang Cheng's thoughts changed, and he recalled the crazy state when he fought with Experimental Subject last night.
With 30 points of Constitution and 33 points of Spirit Attribute, I want to use Blade Qi to cut off the opponent's body and cause substantial damage.
It takes about one-third of the physical and mental energy.
In other words, in one battle, "Blade Storm" can be used up to three times.
Even though I relied on Potential Activation to regain my physical strength, my mental state was still sluggish.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
In that situation, if you forcefully use Skill Special Effect, you may lose your mind again and fall into madness.
Thinking of this, Lin Chuqiao's suggestion came to Fang Cheng's mind.
"Perhaps you should really learn Meditation and exercise your spirit Willpower in daily life..."
Fang Cheng thought deeply and looked out the window at the scene after sunrise.
It snowed heavily all night, and Old Factory Street had a thick layer of snow on the tops of buildings of varying heights.
In the sunshine, it looks like an undulating Snow Mountain.
The narrow Street underneath Sleeve Building is also completely covered in white, becoming purer and cleaner than before.
Many children ran out early in the morning, happily building snowmen and having snowball fights.
Looking at this scene, Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel very good.
With the plan in place, I turned around, walked back to Living Room, and opened Television.
As usual, I watch the news and weather forecast while wiping the sweat off my face and body.
"According to our station, around ten o'clock last night, the police raided a hidden Warehouse in East Capital Port and successfully uncovered a major human trafficking case. During the period, a fierce gun battle broke out and many criminals were killed..."
Host's voice reporting the news echoed in Living Room.
Fang Cheng walked out of the bathroom and took a special look.
I saw several familiar figures flashing past on the TV screen.
Ma Donghe, Chen Yingjun, Zhou Yongnian.
Although their faces have been coded, people who know them can still distinguish their appearance.
Fang Cheng smiled slightly, and after learning about the handling of the case, he prepared to make breakfast.
At this time, the doorbell rang.
Fang Cheng walked quickly to the entrance and looked out through the peephole.
Seeing that it was Wen Xin standing at the door, he opened the door.
"Brother, this is the sweet soup that my mother and I made together. Please eat it."
Wen Xin is holding a bowl carefully with both hands.
After seeing Fang Cheng, he immediately exhaled and said carefully:
"It contains red beans, taro, and small dumplings. It's very delicious."
Seeing that the bowl was still steaming, Fang Cheng quickly took over and asked her to come in quickly.
At the dining table.
Fang Cheng picked up the chopsticks unceremoniously and enjoyed the breakfast carefully prepared by Little Girl.
Wen Xin sat aside and watched him eat, blinking his eyes and moving his lips slightly.
Fang Cheng noticed her expression and asked:
"What, do you have anything to say?"
"Brother..."
Wen Xin hesitated:
"After breakfast, can we go out and have a snowball fight? I haven't had one in a long time."
She spoke softly, her eyes shining with desire.
Fang Cheng was slightly startled, then nodded readily in agreement:
"Call Sister Zhou, let's have a snowball fight and build a snowman together!"
Wen Xin heard this and immediately clapped and cheered happily.
A heartfelt smile appeared on Fang Cheng's face.
It's rare to have such good weather, so let's give ourselves a holiday today.