Only with difficulty did the dark-skinned sports student pull his upper body above the bar, bracing his straight arms on the bar behind him and successfully completing the Archangel Muscle-Up.
He released both hands.
He landed and turned around.
The dark-skinned sports student looked at Gu Qing, undisguised smugness in his voice.
"Your turn, senior."
The Archangel Muscle-Up was extremely difficult. Only top-tier street workout athletes could pull it off.
And Gu Qing was six feet tall with long arms. For him, performing an Archangel Muscle-Up would be as hard as reaching the heavens.
He didn't believe Gu Qing could replicate it.
Under the other student's openly dismissive gaze,
Gu Qing walked slowly beneath the horizontal bar, jumped, and grabbed it with both hands.
Then, with just a little effort, his body rose smoothly with his back to the bar.
He was different from the dark-skinned sports student just now.
Gu Qing had fair skin, long arms, and outrageously good looks.
As his body slowly rose,
not a trace of strain distorted his expression. He remained composed throughout.
Coupled with his arms spread like wings, from a distance, he truly looked like an angel slowly ascending from the mortal world, suffused with sacred radiance.
Under Xia Shuran's almost entranced gaze and the dark-skinned sports student's incredulous stare,
Gu Qing soon pulled his upper body smoothly above the bar, bracing his straight arms on the bar behind him and completing the Archangel Muscle-Up with an effortless expression.
"Senior, you're amazing!"
Xia Shuran was utterly captivated by Gu Qing's terrifyingly powerful core strength. She became an adoring fangirl on the spot, unable to stop herself from crying out.
Meanwhile, the smile froze on the dark-skinned sports student's face.
How was that possible?
He actually did an Archangel Muscle-Up?
And he did it even more smoothly than I did?
Shit!
I tried to show off and got fucked instead!
At that moment, the dark-skinned sports student felt utterly humiliated.
He wished he could immediately find a hole to crawl into instead of staying here to suffer the torment of being put in his place.
Huh?
Wait!
I might still have a chance to turn this around!
Suddenly,
the dark-skinned sports student noticed Gu Qing's fingers. They were slender, long, and very delicate.
That immediately gave him an idea.
"You've got some skills, senior. You actually made the Archangel Muscle-Up look that good."
He looked at Gu Qing and smiled. "But I wonder if Senior will be able to replicate the Two-Finger Bar Planche just as easily."
The so-called Two-Finger Bar Planche involved supporting the entire body horizontally with only the index and middle fingers pressed against the bar.
Not only did this move demand tremendous core strength in the waist, abdomen, back, and other areas,
but its demands on finger strength were even more extreme.
As far as the dark-skinned sports student was concerned,
Gu Qing's slender, long fingers couldn't possibly bear his body weight. He absolutely couldn't perform a move as difficult as the Two-Finger Bar Planche.
With this Two-Finger Bar Planche, he had Gu Qing beat. Not even Jesus could save him!
He wasted no time.
Eager to regain his dignity, the dark-skinned sports student immediately jumped again, grabbed the bar with both hands, and pulled himself up with a simple muscle-up.
Then he quickly raised his body horizontally, performing an exceptionally textbook planche on the bar.
Next, he slowly lifted his other six fingers, leaving only his index and middle fingers braced against the bar.
The moment he lifted those other six fingers,
every muscle in the dark-skinned sports student's body tensed. Veins bulged one after another at his temples, and his face gradually turned a dark purplish red.
He was in agony and felt as though his fingers were about to break, but he gritted his teeth and held on.
Only after holding it for over three seconds
did he drop from the bar as though all his strength had drained away, his features contorted with pain.
Then, rubbing his aching finger joints, he looked at Gu Qing and said with a forced air of ease,
"Senior, the Two-Finger Bar Planche is extremely difficult and very dangerous. If you've never done it before, you'd better not try it rashly. You might fall and hurt yourself."
As he said this, the dark-skinned sports student felt very smug.
So what if your arms are strong?
So what if your back muscles are well developed?
If your fingers aren't up to it, you just can't do a Two-Finger Bar Planche!
Looking at the dark-skinned sports student acting as though victory was assured, Gu Qing found it rather amusing.
The next second, he jumped, grabbed the bar, and easily pulled himself up with a muscle-up.
Then, looking down at the dark-skinned sports student below him, he said with a faint smile,
"I'm not doing a Two-Finger Bar Planche."
"That's all right, senior."
The dark-skinned sports student feigned magnanimity. "You're not a sports student, senior, and you haven't trained as much as I have. It's perfectly normal that you can't do a Two-Finger Bar Planche. Just doing an ordinary bar planche is fine. That'll still count as giving a good showing against me."
No sooner had he finished speaking
than Gu Qing, supporting himself on the bar with both hands, curled his lips slightly and said in amusement,
"Junior, I'm not doing a Two-Finger Bar Planche because I'm going to do a One-Finger Bar Planche."
What?! One finger??
The dark-skinned sports student visibly froze, thinking he must have misheard.
Before he could recover,
Gu Qing immediately raised his legs and straightened his arms, supporting his entire body horizontally above the bar.
Then he instantly released his other eight fingers.
He curled them into two thumbs-up fists.
Only his two thumbs remained pressed against the bar, steadily supporting his long, six-foot frame.
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A-a One-Finger Planche?!
The dark-skinned sports student's eyes instantly widened, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an entire fist.
After a moment, he recovered.
He couldn't stop himself from unleashing a torrent of curses in his head.
Holy fuck!
Motherfucker!
Is this guy even fucking human?!
Six feet tall!
And slender, long fingers on top of that!
With those two disadvantages combined, even the country's best street workout athlete wouldn't necessarily be able to perform a One-Finger Bar Planche!
He's just a foreign-language student on an academic track. How the hell can he do it?!
This defies science!!!
At that moment, everything the dark-skinned sports student knew about street workouts instantly collapsed into rubble.
Meanwhile, Xia Shuran's big, mascara-ad eyes widened in shock too. Her little mouth parted, and her bright, pretty face was filled with disbelief.
Beyond her shock, another emotion surged in her heart.
He's better at studying than I am.
He's more athletically gifted than I am, too.
No, he's better than all the sports students at Haicheng University!
Senior really is...
Too perfect!
As Xia Shuran gazed at Gu Qing on the horizontal bar, her breathing couldn't help quickening.
Her attitude toward Gu Qing had completely transformed from a little initial fondness into pure admiration.
The underlying impulse to admire strength had been directly triggered.
It began with his looks; her devotion lay with his body.
From that moment on, she was Gu Qing's most devoted fangirl.
"Holy shit, look at that guy!"
"Seriously? Someone at our university can actually do a planche on a horizontal bar?"
"Wait, he looks like he's holding himself up with just his two thumbs. That's fucking awesome!"
Quite a few people on the sports field had noticed Gu Qing.
Seeing someone actually performing a planche on the horizontal bar left every one of them astonished.
Hearing those cries of amazement,
Gu Qing realized he was being far too conspicuous.
He immediately stopped performing the One-Finger Planche.
He dropped smoothly from the horizontal bar.
It was fine to be impressive, but not so impressive that it went far beyond everyone's understanding.
Otherwise, it would invite a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Unless he was already so powerful that he was invincible worldwide and could withstand a nuclear bomb with his bare body.
Then he wouldn't need to worry about anything.
Because no one would be stupid enough to dare make trouble for such a terrifying being.
"I'll head out first. Let's train together again tomorrow."
Ignoring the dumbstruck dark-skinned sports student, Gu Qing walked straight up to Xia Shuran and spoke.
With that, he headed straight off the sports field, not wanting to stay there drawing attention.
Seeing this, Xia Shuran hurriedly jogged after him.
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