While he possesses the maneuvering and maneuvering skills of interstellar combat, they pale in comparison to long-distance running and bursts of power in a straight line.
Recalling the time on the 800-li Arakawa Icefield, the flying kick was indeed the most suitable martial art for such a harsh environment.
Xu Yunfan couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Li Haomiao carefully considered each skill he passed on, and each technique was uniquely refined.
"You diligently practiced the flying kick and discovered a secret you had never discovered before. You discovered that this increased your power generation speed, and your proficiency in the flying kick has improved."
"You carefully studied the key principles of the flying kick, reviewing the old and gaining new insights. You noticed obstacles you hadn't noticed before. A sudden enlightenment suddenly occurred to you, and your power generation became more and more fluent and smooth, and your proficiency in the flying kick has improved."
"..."
"You have reached full proficiency in the flying kick, successfully advancing to the next level."
"You have mastered the flying kick. "
With repeated practice, Xu Yunfan felt a miraculous transformation taking place within his body.
As his proficiency in the sprinting technique continued to rise, and his visual field indicated his mastery, images of his training in the mountains suddenly flooded his mind.
It was a dense forest, towering ancient trees, shrouded in mist and clouds.
Xu Yunfan took a deep breath of the moist, fragrant air of the forest. He lowered his legs slightly, knees bent at the perfect angle, like an arrow about to be released, poised for release.
In an instant, his leg muscles erupted with astonishing force, like ignited gunpowder.
Every muscle fiber contracted at high speed, like a taut steel cable, transmitting a steady stream of power to his calves.
His calf muscles were like a sophisticated power plant, powerful forces from above and below propelling his body forward.
As he exerted force, he could clearly feel the rapid flow of blood through his muscles.
His footsteps landed lightly and swiftly, his toes touching the ground and bouncing back up instantly, like a dragonfly skimming the surface of water.
The span and rhythm of each step were precisely controlled, the cushioning of his legs connecting seamlessly with the next thrust, his movements flowing like flowing water.
As he ran at high speed, Xu Yunfan's breathing was perfectly coordinated with the force of his legs.
His breath was steady and deep, flowing through his body with the rhythm of his steps.
As he traversed the mountain forest, his gaze remained focused and sharp, constantly aware of his surroundings.
His frantic run was not slowed by the obstruction of the vegetation. Instead, he skillfully exploited the gaps between the trees, taking advantage of the shifting air currents created by the trees to adjust his speed and direction, even increasing his speed by several points.
When he encountered an obstacle ahead, he anticipated it, leaning slightly and sideways at a minimal angle, the entire process flowing smoothly and naturally, without a single pause.
Day after day of practice, year after year of running, suddenly one day,
as he ran at full speed, immersed in the ultimate experience of strength and speed, he suddenly felt himself become one with everything around him.
The sound of the wind in the forest, the rustling of leaves, the chirping of birds, all became part of his body's rhythm.
He suddenly realized that the power of swift running was not only about the strength and speed of his legs, but also about the perfect coordination of all parts of the body, and a harmonious symbiosis with the surrounding environment.
In an instant, a warm current surged from the soles of his feet and quickly spread throughout his body.
His leg strength seemed to have made a qualitative leap, his muscles contracted more powerfully, and his speed reached a new level.
His figure became increasingly blurred in the forest, as if transformed into a gust of wind, whistling through it.
Swift running, ultimate success!
At the same time, Xu Yunfan, who was digesting the memories of his training in his mind, suddenly felt a stream of warm currents appearing in his body, flowing continuously through his limbs, especially his legs, where more than half of the warmth flowed continuously.
His leg muscles began to undergo noticeable changes.
His already sturdy muscles became even tighter, each muscle fiber constantly reorganizing and strengthening, as if forged from steel.
The muscle contours became clearer, the lines more fluid, and brimming with explosive power.
The tendons in his legs also grew thicker and stronger, becoming incredibly tough, like thick ropes connecting his bones and muscles.
With every exertion, the tendons felt the powerful force transmitted, emitting a humming sound. The skin on his legs also became tougher, like a layer of solid armor, protecting against external impact.
The skin was slightly reddish, and the surging Qi and blood seemed to be about to burst through it.
In the sunlight, the red skin of his legs seemed to be coated with a faint halo, exuding a vibrant vitality. A master-level muscle-training and light-body kung fu, a swift kick.
Xu Yunfan opened his eyes and exhaled a stream of white energy from his throat, so thick that the flesh was visible. It actually shook the snow in front of him back up, and the tendons in his legs hummed like a taut bowstring.
His Achilles tendon, previously tangled from the exertion, now shrank back to its normal shape. But when he flicked his finger, it emitted a crisp sound, like metal clashing against metal.
This was the manifestation of a tendon being tempered to perfection, a process of twisting silk into steel.
With a thought, he took a step and soared over ten meters, effortlessly crossing the yard and landing in the Qingshui River.
His toes were as nimble as his hands, constantly shifting the water, allowing him to stand firmly on the surface at his ankles.
Crossing the river!
Xu Yunfan was thrilled. He had never imagined that he could tread water and remain submerged for three minutes simply by moving his body.
After about three minutes of silence, Xu Yunfan felt his legs reach their limit, stopped, and fell into the water.
Although his mental stats panel revealed a wealth of information about his mastery of the Flying Leg technique, the transformation in his physical body occurred in a matter of breaths.
His physical strength dramatically increased, giving him a sense of overwhelming power, capable of shattering a mountain.
This sudden surge in strength was unreal, but it would only take a moment to process and the surge would subside.
While washing away the fine beads of sweat that had seeped out of his skin from the rapid physical enhancement, Xu Yunfan observed the changes on his stats panel.
"Flying Leg 0/5000 (Mastery)
Special Effects: Scale Walls, Gallop Like a Wild Horse, Cross Water, Leap Like a Spirited Ape, Iron Feet and Bronze Ankles, Tendons Like Threads."
The physical enhancements brought about by the Flying Leg's mastery were immense!
Xu Yunfan felt his body lighter than ever before, as if he could easily leap onto a house with a tap of his toes, or wade through water with his ankles bare.
The lightness of the body, achieved through tendon training, was considered extremely rare.
While the name "Speeding Legs" was vulgar, the boost it gave him was unimaginable.
(End of Chapter)