Success!
A dazzling light appeared before him, and an indescribable sense of immense power surged from the core of his abdomen, instantly sweeping through his whole body.
It was like a warm torrent, washing away all the fatigue and soreness that had accumulated before.
Fang Cheng slowly lowered his body, straight as a flag, his feet touching the ground.
He leaned against the cold metal pillar, his chest heaving violently, taking deep breaths of the morning air.
The corners of his mouth, however, couldn't help but turn upward.
He didn't feel very tired; instead, he felt a lingering thrill.
If not for avoiding excessive tearing of muscle fibers, disrupting tomorrow's training plan.
He surely had to challenge once, to find out where his true physical limit was?
Fang Cheng shook his slightly sore and swollen arms, twisted his waist, producing a series of crisp cracking sounds.
Then he raised his wrist and glanced at the sports watch.
6:52.
