Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups
Chapter 452 - 275_2

Chapter 452: Chapter 275_2

At this moment, introspection.

One could clearly see the ocean within the Dantian violently surging.

Bubbles gurgled upward continuously, much like a boiling pot of water.

And beneath the ocean’s surface, the deepest trench first emitted a crimson glow, then opened like a gate.

The hidden "volcano" suddenly erupted, a scorching column of magma soared fiercely, breaking through the ocean surface.

In an instant, a sea of fire ignited within the Dantian.

Thick magma enveloped the boiling bubbles, surged up, and astonishingly transformed into a stream of Red True Qi, roiling from the abdomen and flooding the entire body.

The Red True Qi crashed recklessly along countless Qi paths and veins, making the walls of these Qi pathways glow with heat, while the blood in veins foamed with boiling bubbles.

The joints it passed through emitted light cracks, like a crust cracked open by magma.

First, it shot into the spine, burning from the tailbone all the way to the back of the neck, the heat making the scalp tingle and fire burst from the top of the head.

Then it split into two streams rushing to both arms, gathering into rotating fireballs in the palms, scorching the biceps as if they were red-hot iron blocks.

Finally, it poured downward into the thigh bones, exploding into a scalding wave at the soles of the feet.

In just a few breaths, this magma-like True Qi coursed through the blood vessels all over the body.

Even the tiniest capillaries were burnt translucent, like countless burning golden threads dancing under the skin.

"Hoo—sizzle—"

Fang Cheng’s face flushed, exhaling twin streams of searing white air from his nostrils, his chest heaving intensely like a bellows.

Each inhale tugged at his ribs, producing faint creaks, the inhaled air quickly heating in his lungs, transforming into scorching waves impacting his diaphragm.

He could even hear the roar of blood surging through his veins, his heart pounding like a drum, each beat pumping burning blood to his limbs and bones.

As Qi and blood surged, the firelight across his body grew increasingly fierce, shifting from pale red to a solid crimson, flames seeming to genuinely blaze upon the surface of his skin and muscles.

The cotton underwear he wore couldn’t withstand the high temperature first, with flames suddenly licking up the waistband, the fabric edges curling into charred black chunks, swiftly carbonizing and flaking away.

Next, wisps of blue smoke rose where his soles touched the ground, the cement floor sizzling under intense heat.

Even the air around his body wavered violently from the baking heat, light distorting into blurry ripples.

From afar, he looked every bit like a human-shaped torch ablaze with flames.

This scene was too sensational, as if a mortal had ignited divine fire within their body.

Fortunately, it was just after six a.m., and Fang Cheng was alone on the rooftop.

In the distance, it was hazy, and no one was observing this side of the building.

Fang Cheng, having operated the Flame Breathing Technique for several breaths, suddenly had a glint in his eye.

After exhaling, he took another breath.

A soft and lengthy stream of air naturally entered through his nostrils, descending in sequence.

It was like a gentle breeze brushing through his five organs, immediately bringing a sense of coolness.

Meanwhile, the Dantian seemed to receive gentle rain, gradually extinguishing the scorching lava, with "sizzle" sounds and rising wisps of vapor.

A surge of azure True Qi emerged from his abdomen, diffusing into countless tiny streams like melting glacier water, flowing down along the myriad pathways of his body.

The previously boiling blood rapidly cooled, the bubbles in his veins quietly vanished, turning into clear streams flowing back to the heart.

The burning sensation in his organs was replaced by a gentle coolness, and there was also a chill rising up along his spine.

He felt like he was soaking in icy water in the midst of a hot summer, his tense muscles instantly gaining relief and relaxation.

As the Water Breathing Technique circulated, the crimson firelight on Fang Cheng’s body surface suddenly contracted like a tide receding beneath his skin.

In its place, a light azure aura appeared.

That aura enshrouded his entire body like a thin mist, seemingly alive, absorbing water molecules from the surrounding air.

Dewdrops gradually formed on his skin’s surface, then were reabsorbed through the pores.

Thus, in this way, replenishing the bodily fluids evaporated by the high temperature.

Fang Cheng’s demeanor was as calm as water, silently practicing Qigong, feeling the Qi and blood flow within him as smoothly as rivers and streams.

The flickering orange flame in his pupils quietly extinguished, turning into two tiny sparks fading into the depths of his eyes.

"Rumble—"

With the use of Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound again, Fang Cheng’s entire body trembled slightly, deeply exhaling a breath of turbid air.

The surging aura and blood in his body, following this rhythm, swiftly returned to normal, becoming genteel and steady.

Then he gently closed his eyes, allowing the water-blue halo to circulate like morning mist on his body until the last trace of resonance dissipated.

At this moment, he appeared like a jade statue.

The morning light coated his silhouette with a faint golden edge, and his bare skin emanated a warm porcelain glow, revealing a texture of newly born delicateness.

The roughness left by years of training seemed to have quietly eroded somewhat.

His chest rose and fell slightly, still retaining beads of water that dripped onto the cement ground bearing black marks from the intense heat.

Proof that the recent purification of ice and fire was no illusion.

Fang Cheng abruptly opened his eyes, gazing at the flickering azure light screen before him.

[You have simultaneously operated three Breathing Techniques for the first time, Qigong experience +30]

[Qigong Level 2 (30/500)]

Seeing this notification, a light sparkled in Fang Cheng’s eyes, his gaze resting on the Dantian position below his abdomen.

A cluster of azure True Qi resided there, like an infinitely peaceful ocean.

Serene and calm, with no apparent change.

As for the ocean floor, a vague crimson appeared, with bubbles still occasionally gurgling upward.