Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups
Chapter 408 - 258

Chapter 408: Chapter 258

"Huff—"

Fang Cheng exhaled a stream of scalding hot air from his nostrils, his eyes reddening as he stared at the treasure hunters in front of him.

The corners of his mouth curled upwards slightly, painting a disdainful arc.

It seemed he scoffed at the provocateur who came to his door, finding their attack strength too light, as if merely scratching an itch.

Thus, Fang Cheng took action himself.

No, he struck out with his leg!

He stood in place, his left leg suddenly drawing up at the knee, foot straightened, and forcefully kicked forward.

A straight stomp whistled out.

The air erupted with a "pop" under the impact of this swift force.

The speed was so fast there was no time to blink, the resultant strength was incomparably fierce!

The man brandishing a katana only felt sharp pain in his abdomen, as if hit hard by a cannonball.

The whole person instantly lost control, flying backward, creating chaos like a hurricane along his path, causing people to topple over like bowling pins.

Some collided with tree trunks, some rolled several times, others smashed into each other, heads knocking and bleeding profusely.

Eventually, the man landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, his body curling into a ball, entirely fallen apart.

And just as the katana-wielding attacker was kicked away, Fang Cheng’s figure flickered and vanished from sight.

In the next moment, he targeted another culprit—the superpower user manipulating lightning for attacks.

At this moment, the superpower user was hiding behind the crowd, with lightning faintly flickering between his palms, fully brewing his next powerful lightning spell.

But he never imagined Fang Cheng, like a supercar accelerating instantly, was approaching him with gale-like speed.

"Whoosh," in the blink of an eye, he closed the tens of meters’ distance between them.

Due to the long casting time of the lightning ability, it required full concentration of spiritual power.

Facing Fang Cheng’s close assault, the superpower user couldn’t react, his eyes failed to even capture the silhouette.

Only a glint of cold light; Fang Cheng’s blade, wrapped in a fierce wind, pierced precisely through his throat.

The superpower user’s eyes widened with shock and fear, hands instinctively pressing his wound.

Yet the blood gushed between his fingers, as his body slumped backwards, losing breath in a moment.

In one second, two were killed.

Fang Cheng’s masked face showed no expression, but his eyes, like burning embers, radiated an intimidating fiery glow.

Standing in this chaotic battlefield, his commanding presence seemed as if actual flames were burning.

Even the surrounding mist was affected, dissipating in threads.

Just as the lightning struck, Fang Cheng decisively entered the Domineering Body state.

With a body like steel and a blazing fighting will, he became immune to all control skills for 3 seconds, reducing damage received by 50%, feeling no pain or fear.

His entire muscle-exposed physique, bulging like cast iron, donned an invincible armor.

Combined with Tai Chi Boxing’s ’Power Reduction’ effect, almost no attack could inflict real damage on him.

His mighty form stood tall amidst the blood and chaos, akin to a Killing God descending, advancing fearlessly.

Wherever he went, enemies fled in panic.

The remaining treasure hunters on the battlefield felt a surge of cold, as if doused with icy water.

Their gaze at Fang Cheng was filled with deep fear, lacking the initial ruthlessness of the battle.

Despite having numerical superiority, their morale was thoroughly deflated, shrinking back, not daring to advance.

Under Fang Cheng’s furious charge, they could only barely defend, retreating step by step, almost being chased by him alone.

Lin Chuqiao, Bai Ling, and Big Hammer hid aside, exchanging glances at the heart-stopping scene.

"Do we need to help?"

Bai Ling whispered, her eyes showing some worry.

Lin Chuqiao slightly shook her head, responding with a wry smile, "Do you think he needs us to help him?"

Beside them, Big Hammer smacked his lips, eyes wide, muttering:

"Oh my god, where did such a fierce warrior come from, much fiercer than me..."

He couldn’t suppress his amazement as he spoke, his face full of admiration and shock at Fang Cheng’s strength.

"Catch this!"

In the midst of the fierce battle, Fang Cheng suddenly tossed the Golden Benba Bottle towards a nearby person.

The person was startled by this sudden action, instinctively raising a hand to catch it.

After realizing what was flying at him, and recalling its mysterious blood-sucking ability, he hastily withdrew his hand, letting the Treasure Bottle fall to the ground.

Fang Cheng ignored the person’s reaction completely.

As if in his eyes, this rare treasure, coveted by many, was merely a burden.

With his hands freed, his attacks grew even fiercer, like a tiger descending from the mountain, charging into the crowd.

Utilizing fists and feet, causing tendons to break and bones to fracture, exploding chests and cracking skulls, as if in an uninhabited realm.

In the face of absolute speed and power, those treasure hunters, unless possessing extremely robust defense abilities or instant life-saving measures, were defeated with a single punch.

If one punch wasn’t enough to bring the opponent down, he’d seamlessly follow up with a kick, brutally yet highly efficiently.

Some were completely seized by terror, and in panic, picked up a gun, firing wildly, trying to stop this "human-shaped ferocious beast".

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