Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 1201 - 584

Shortly after five in the morning, Yulong Lake.

The sky still retained a deep indigo blue hue.

A thin layer of mist hovered over the lake, gently stirred by the breeze, like a delicate veil.

The surroundings were quiet to the extreme, with only the distant rumble of cargo trucks passing on the highway.

And the occasional sparse chirping of insects among the lakeside grass.

"Swish—"

A running figure abruptly tore through the tranquil night.

The intense wind pressure raised by the figure swept up fallen leaves and dust, trailing a long wake of air behind.

The speed was astonishing, yet the posture was smooth and flowing, without a single unnecessary movement.

Each step landed precisely on the road’s uneven markers, like a Ferrari supercar speeding ahead.

Until nearing the highway, where surveillance cameras were installed, the figure suddenly slowed down, and the steps became light and gentle.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Fang Cheng switched to jogging at a steady pace, with breathing still deep and enduring.

These past few days, he stayed mostly in Wanghu Town, living as regularly as an ascetic monk.

During the day, to ease his mother and grandfather’s worries, he mostly stayed locked in his bedroom, pretending to seriously review the thick stack of exam materials sent by Wei Zheng.

In reality, with his extraordinary memory, those comprehensive exams from previous years for various subjects were already engrained in his mind, like scanning files, perfectly memorized.

He spent more of his free time talking to Lin Chuqiao and the professor on the phone, and cultivating Visualization and Qigong in his bedroom.

As for the restless energy of his body, it was all reserved for this darkness before dawn.

Every day at four in the morning, he would get up on time.

First, he went to a rarely visited mountain park by Yulong Lake for fitness training, practicing Air Attack.

Then, he would run a casual lap around Yulong Lake, enhancing Running Experience.

Today was no exception.

He had just completed a targeted training of Jujitsu on the mountain and was now jogging along the lakeside, adjusting his breathing to recover strength.

Fang Cheng looked up to check the time.

It was still early, no signs of dawn.

The surroundings were completely deserted, only the rustling sound of leaves blowing in the wind.

A rush of eagerness surged up inside him.

He wanted to try once more, to break the sound barrier and push the limits of running speed.

When a person runs at full speed reaching the speed of sound, is it possible to fly steadily without wings, solely relying on the air pressure generated by the body?

Just like a plane accelerating on the runway and eventually taking flight.

With his current abilities, he was fully eligible to make an attempt.

Previously, his Constitution Attribute had surpassed the human physiological limit of 80 points.

A few days ago, the Qi Gong Skill had reached Grandmaster Level, adding an extra 3 points to his constitution, for a total of 83 points.

This body, honed through relentless training, could endure high temperatures and pressures far better than before.

Whereas previously running a mere one or two kilometers would face collapsing from exceeding sonic speed, now it might sustain longer.

With that thought, Fang Cheng instinctively increased his stride, muscles tensed, ready to exert full force. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

However, just as he was about to accelerate, his glance swept over the asphalt road beneath, and his movement abruptly paused.

He remembered the consequences of previous attempts to break the sound barrier by Yulong Lake.

Due to applying too much force with his feet, the well-maintained road around the lake was left with shallow pits and cracked deformation.

This led to the recent spread of the urban legend "Yulong Lake has monsters roaming late at night" in the town.

Some even swore they saw a sentient wild boar rooting around.

If he continued wreaking havoc unchecked, the police might come to catch him for "property destruction" before the Special Search Team exam even started.

"Seems like I need to find another place..."

Fang Cheng shook his head in exasperation, reluctantly dispelling the notion of sprinting full speed on the road.

He opted to continue jogging slowly, adjusting his breathing within his chest.

A few minutes later, he passed a gentle uphill road.

Fang Cheng slowly stopped before a wide-open lakeside bay.

The surroundings were encircled by woods, abundant with vegetation.

Ahead, the vast misty lake stretched to the horizon, merging with the indigo mountains.

Fog drifted slowly, the entire water area quiet and deep, as if an isolated secret realm.

This vast and mysterious scene stirred Fang Cheng’s heart.

He fixed his gaze on the distant center of the lake.

Waves rippled, deep and unfathomable.

A bold idea rapidly formed in his mind.

Since the land couldn’t withstand his steps, what about the water surface?

This was not an impossible notion.

According to fluid dynamics principles, when the speed of an object impacting the water surface is fast enough, so fast that molecules can’t shift or deform, the surface tension and inertial resistance of the liquid will rise exponentially.

At least in that instant, the soft water surface indeed could provide an extraordinary reactive force.

This is known as the "skip effect."

As long as the speed is fast enough and kinetic energy is sufficient, a person could race across the water surface like a skipping stone.

Perhaps even...

Fang Cheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, focusing intently on the rippling waves of the lake.

He could completely use this method to more genuinely simulate the feeling of ground-level flight.

Using extreme horizontal sprint speed, letting his arms transform into wings, forcibly inspiring upward air lift.

And the water surface beneath, serving as a "platform" to leverage and maintain altitude.