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Chapter 130: Chapter 118: Master-Level Jujitsu
After the snow melted, the temperature dropped even further.
The clouds, like frozen stiff, floated in the deathly silent, glacial sky.
The city skyline gradually started to sparkle.
A strand of golden sunlight raced like an arrow, piercing through the heavy dark clouds, landing on the rooftop of the tubular building.
Finally illuminating the figure of a man, naked from the waist up, with well-developed muscles.
Fang Cheng squatted on the concrete water tank, his face flushed, sweating profusely.
Suddenly his eyes flickered, exhaling steaming white breath from his mouth and nose.
He swiftly rose from his squatting position and ended his training.
After a brief rest.
Next, with a push from his feet and a swing of his arms, his entire body abruptly jumped up, leaping forward into the air.
Performing three tucked somersaults in succession, he landed steadily on the ground.
Straightening his back, he stretched out his body.
Then, immediately pressing off the ground and swinging his arms, he leaped up from below back onto the water tank, executing a tuck jump and landing steadily on top again.
Fang Cheng chose this back and forth somersaulting as a way to practice the "Jujitsu" Skill.
The somersault involved coordinated movements of multiple muscle groups throughout the body, such as the legs, waist, back, and buttocks, effectively improving balance and coordination.
What was most important was to strongly engage the waist muscles, maintain a stable center of gravity, and increase the elasticity when landing on the toes, thereby preventing falls and impact injuries.
After nearly 80 continuous somersaults, the experience progress bar for the on-the-verge-of-upgrading "Jujitsu" finally broke through.
[Congratulations, through relentless effort, your skills have climbed to the next level, reaching master rank]
[Jujitsu Lv2 (0/500)]
[You have obtained a skill enhancement reward, 9 Free Attributes]
Looking at the panel flashing before his eyes, Fang Cheng’s eyebrows lifted slightly, pondering for a moment.
Although there were no Skill Effects that appeared, he was quite satisfied with the reward content.
After the battle with the Experimental Body, it was clear that enhancing the basic physical Attributes was also extremely important.
It was the cornerstone to ensure the lower limit of combat ability.
Had his agility Attribute been only in the twenties, he might not have been able to find an opportunity to counter the enemy’s attacks.
At most, he could have used the Skill Effects to resist briefly, but fleeing would have been the smarter choice.
And if the Constitution and Spirit Attributes had been insufficient, he wouldn’t have been able to unleash the full power of the "Sword Blade Storm" Skill Effect.
After pondering for a moment, Fang Cheng immediately allocated the 9 Free Attributes.
7 points added to Spirit, 2 points added to Constitution.
Thus, his Spirit Attribute reached 40 points, allowing for a slight qualitative change.
Even a slight enhancement in Constitution had a significant effect on improving training efficiency and speeding up bodily recovery.
After allocating the points, Fang Cheng suddenly noticed something unusual about the progress bars to the left of the Attribute column.
Upon closer inspection, it was evident that through long-term daily training, all four basic Attributes had experienced significant incremental increases after the decimal point.
Strength 76%, agility 53%, Constitution 99%, Spirit 48%.
Seeing the Constitution Attribute nearing breakthrough, a warmth surged in Fang Cheng’s heart, and he murmured to himself:
"Let’s push even harder!"
He then lay face down on the cold concrete ground, straightened his back, and extended his feet together.
Supporting his body with all ten fingers on the ground, he started doing push-ups.
Single-finger push-ups not only improved the strength of the upper limb muscles but were also an effective means of increasing the hardness and strength of the finger joints.
On this basis, gradually reducing the number of fingers touching the ground, progressing through Two-finger Zen push-ups to Single-finger push-ups.
The ultimate goal was to develop finger strength formidable enough to tear through enemies like talons and iron hooks.
He completed one set of 100 repetitions in one go.
Fang Cheng rested briefly before starting the second set of exercises.
During this period, the Constitution Attribute also successfully broke through the 99% mark.
The panel’s various Attribute values were further updated.
[Strength: 32]
[Agility: 30]
[Constitution: 33]
[Spirit: 40]
Fang Cheng did not stop his movements but continued with the training.
As the morning sun gradually rose, its light poured out from behind the clouds, dispelling the chill of the early morning a bit.
It also made Fang Cheng’s body hotter, with sweat flowing down like raindrops.
Finally, after spending a little over two and a half hours,
and as the noise of early risers heading to work came from downstairs, all training tasks were completed.
Fang Cheng wiped the sweat from his face and looked up at the panel to check the first full morning training gains after his body had fully recovered.
[Concentration Experience +3]
[Pile Skill Experience +4]
[Boxing Experience +4]
[Sanda Experience +5]
[Muay Thai Experience +5]
[Jujutsu Experience +9]
[Tai Chi Boxing Experience +6]
[Push-ups Experience +13]
[Deep Squat Experience +15]
[Lifting Leg Experience +17]
[Pull-up Experience +16]
[Back Bridge Experience +13]
[Handstand Pushups Experience +18]
After the improvement of physical fitness, the efficiency of fitness-related skill training has slightly decreased, but overall, it’s still not bad.
Combat skills now only earn meager single-digit levels of experience from Air Attack practice, aside from participating in real combat.
Clearly, more time and effort are needed to make noticeable improvements as before.
Fang Cheng considers that after getting his paycheck, maybe he could custom order some iron weights to strap to his body, thereby further enhancing skill practice efficiency.
After getting dressed, he came down from the rooftop and returned to the ninth floor.
He just happened to meet a familiar tall and thin figure briskly coming out of the corridor.
"Ah Cheng, are you working on your physique?"
Zhou Yongnian looked up and saw Fang Cheng, just coming down from the roof with a sweaty face, and couldn’t help showing slight surprise.
Fang Cheng smiled and nodded, replying calmly:
"Uncle Zhou, you’re going to work so early?"
Zhou Yongnian heard this, shook his head, and sighed:
"There’s been another case of home invasion murder in Cuiyuan, they’re rushing me to deal with it, sigh, it’s rare these days to have a good night’s sleep at home..."
He was wearing a fleece-lined jacket and held a black briefcase under his arm.
His words seemed like a complaint, but his eyes were bright and spirited, filled with determination.
Indeed, after successively destroying a drug manufacturing gang, a black market for illegal human organ trade, and solving a particularly impactful human trafficking case,
He has become the hottest star in the Jiangbei Police Station.
According to Zhou Xiumei, the Police Chief has already submitted the promotion report for Zhou Yongnian to become the head of the Criminal Investigation Team.
At that time, Zhou Yongnian’s rank will rise to Senior Inspector, his epaulets changing to two pips and a bar.
Honestly, such honors are a bit overdue.
Fang Cheng looked at the wrinkles on Zhou Yongnian’s forehead and the few strands of white at his temples.
He couldn’t help but recall some past memories, his gaze slightly lost in thought.
"Ah Cheng, I have to thank you this time!"
Zhou Yongnian suddenly stepped forward, patted Fang Cheng on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice:
"When there’s time, let’s have a proper drink together, catch up."
He was a man of few words; this was his way of expressing his gratitude from the bottom of his heart.
As for why Fang Cheng always happened to be nearby whenever a major case occurred, getting the news at the first opportunity,
Zhou Yongnian never asked.
And Fang Cheng never explained.
Between the two men, there has always been a tacit understanding and trust.
"But."
Watching Zhou Yongnian’s figure quickly moving down the stairs, Fang Cheng silently thought to himself:
"Uncle Zhou probably guesses some of it, doesn’t he..."
