Chapter 585
Lingbo Weibu , the embryonic form of flight skill
Chapter 585 Lingbo Weibu (Light Steps on Water), the embryonic form of flight skill
Around 5 a.m., on the shore of Yulong Lake.
The sky remained a deep, dark blue-green.
A thin layer of mist shrouded the lake, gently stirred by the breeze, like a veil veiling the face.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, with only the occasional dull engine noise from a freight truck passing by on the distant national highway.
And from the grassy banks of the lake, a few faint chirps of insects could be heard.
"Shh-"
A running figure abruptly tore through the tranquil night.
The strong wind pressure it generated even stirred up fallen leaves and dust from the roadside, leaving a long trail of air behind it.
The figure moved at an astonishing speed, while its movements were fluid and graceful, like a Ferrari supercar speeding along.
It wasn't until they reached an area near the national highway with surveillance cameras that their speed suddenly slowed down, and their steps became light and gentle.
"Da, da, da..."
Fang Cheng switched to a steady jogging pace, his breathing remaining long and deep.
He has been living in Wanghu Town for the past few days, leading a life as regular as an ascetic.
During the day, to reassure his mother and grandfather, he mostly stayed in his bedroom, pretending to be engrossed in reviewing the thick stack of exam materials that Wei Zheng had brought him.
In fact, thanks to his extraordinary memory, he had already memorized the past exam questions for each subject into his mind like scanning documents, and could recite them fluently.
He spent more of his free time communicating by phone with Lin Chuqiao and the professor, as well as practicing visualization and qigong in his bedroom.
As for the restlessness of the body and the energy that had nowhere to go, they were all left to the darkness before dawn.
Fang Cheng gets up promptly at four o'clock every morning.
First, we went to that secluded mountain park by Yulong Lake for fitness training and to practice air-to-air shooting.
Then, take a casual run around Yulong Lake to improve your running experience.
Today is no exception.
He had just finished his targeted Jiu-Jitsu training on the mountain and then went for a run by the lake.
Fang Cheng looked up at the sky.
It was still early, and dawn had not yet broken.
There was no one around, only the rustling of leaves in the wind.
A surge of eagerness welled up in my heart.
He wants to break the sound barrier again and push the limits of running speed.
It wasn't just to test the maximum load on the body at supersonic speeds, but also to verify a concept that had been lingering in my mind for a long time.
When a person runs at full speed and reaches the speed of sound, is it possible to take off without the aid of wings, relying solely on the force generated by the compression of air by the body?
Just like an airplane accelerating and gliding on the runway, eventually taking off.
With Fang Cheng's current strength, he is fully qualified to give it a try.
Previously, his physical attributes had already exceeded the human physiological limit of 80 points.
After the Qigong skill is upgraded to the Grandmaster level, an additional 3 points of Constitution are added.
This body, forged through countless trials, is now far more resistant to high temperatures and pressures than ever before.
Previously, running at supersonic speed for one or two kilometers would have risked physical collapse.
It can definitely last much longer now!
The thought arose, and Fang Cheng subconsciously increased the weight of his steps, his muscles tensing as he prepared to exert force.
However, just as he was about to accelerate, his gaze swept over the asphalt road beneath his feet, and his movements suddenly froze.
He recalled the consequences of his previous attempts to break the sound barrier at Yulong Lake.
Because he pushed off the ground with too much force, he kicked shallow potholes into the otherwise perfectly good lakeside road, causing the road surface to crack and deform.
As a result, an urban legend has recently begun circulating in the town that "a monster appears in Yulong Lake at night."
Some even claimed to have seen wild boars that had become spirits, rooting around in the ground.
If he continues to vandalize things so recklessly, the police will probably have to stake out and arrest him as a "vandal" before the special investigation team's test even begins.
"Looks like we'll have to find another place..."
Fang Cheng shook his head helplessly, reluctantly giving up the idea of sprinting at full speed on the track.
He continued to jog slowly, adjusting his breathing as he went.
A few minutes later, we passed a gentle uphill section.
Fang Cheng slowly stopped in front of a lake bay with a wide view.
It is surrounded by woods and lush vegetation.
Ahead, the vast expanse of the lake stretches to the horizon, merging seamlessly with the dark green mountains.
The mist drifted slowly, and the entire body of water was tranquil and deep, like a secluded fairyland isolated from the world.
This vast and mysterious scene stirred something within Fang Cheng.
He turned his gaze to the center of the lake in the distance.
The water rippled and was bottomless.
A bold idea quickly took shape in his mind.
If the land cannot withstand his trampling, what about the water?
This is not a fantasy.
According to the principles of fluid mechanics, when an object impacts the water surface at a speed fast enough that the water does not have time to flow to the sides or generate displacement, the surface tension and inertial resistance of the liquid will increase exponentially.
At least for that instant, the soft surface of water could indeed provide an unimaginable reaction force.
This is what is known as the "skipping stones" effect.
If the speed is fast enough and the kinetic energy is large enough, a person can run across the water like a stone that has been thrown.
even……
Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared intently at the ripples on the lake's surface.
You can use this method to more realistically simulate the feeling of flying close to the ground.
By utilizing extremely high horizontal sprint speed, the body and arms transform into wings, forcibly generating upward lift.
The water beneath their feet serves as a "stepping stone" for gaining leverage and maintaining height.
Just as the kinetic energy is about to deplete and the body is about to fall, lightly touch the water surface with your toes to gain a support point from the tension and leap forward again.
Just like the "Lingbo Weibu" (a martial arts technique) used by unparalleled masters in movies.
Fang Cheng thought about it more and more and it made more sense.
Now, he only needs 0.02 seconds more to fully unlock the flight skill.
But this insignificant 0.02 seconds felt like an insurmountable chasm looming before us.
He originally planned to wait for his agility attribute to break through the 80-point mark, relying on the qualitative change in his physical attributes to make up for this last shortcoming.
However, the actual progress is still too slow.
Fang Cheng's mind stirred slightly, and he summoned the panel, his gaze sweeping over the skill bar.
Among the densely packed entries, only two skills are close to breakthrough.
【Jiu-Jitsu Lv2 (457/500)】
Muay Thai Level 2 (401/500)
These two skills seem to be only a hundred experience points away from being upgraded, but Fang Cheng knew very well that they were not.
If you only rely on your own daily punches and kicks without engaging in high-intensity real combat, the experience you gain in fighting skills is actually pitifully little.
At the current pace, if I only dedicate time each day to practicing shadowboxing, it will take at least half a month to a month before I can level up.
Most importantly, upgrading skills does not necessarily mean that you will receive the reward of free attributes.
Just like a few days ago, Qigong was promoted to the Grandmaster level.
Besides mastering the new skill effect of "Primordial True Domain", he only received a fixed 3 points of constitution attribute bonus, and had no chance to add them to agility.
Therefore, Fang Cheng changed his approach. Instead of waiting for a vague attribute bonus, he decided to seize that final 0.02-second difference.
It's better to make up for it by exercising regularly and pushing your limits.
Just like the fierce battle with Oni-scythe at a height of a thousand meters, he finally fell from the sky.
He treated the extremely dangerous high-altitude falls as a life-or-death trial, using wind power to glide and simulate flight.
They eventually succeeded in capturing the rhythm of the wind and gaining some insight into the mysteries of nature.
Upon successful landing, the control panel naturally displayed a message indicating an improvement in hang time.
Having learned from past mistakes, it proves that this path of self-cultivation is entirely feasible.
However, things have been very busy lately, with one unexpected event after another.
Fang Cheng has never had the time or the right opportunity to jump off a building hundreds of meters high or a cliff to further explore how to simulate flight.
Seeing this vast, boundless lake and feeling the terrifying power of running at supersonic speed, he suddenly had a brilliant idea: to give it a try here.
"Give it a try."
With that thought in mind, Fang Cheng no longer hesitated.
He then looked around and, seeing that no one was around, disappeared into the dense grove of trees by the roadside.
A few seconds later, he took off his cumbersome sportswear and shoes, and came out wearing only his signature red sports underwear.
Barefoot on the damp, soft mud, my ten toes curled slightly, gripping the ground like animal claws.
Ahead lay a wide mudflat stretching into the lake.
Fang Cheng took a deep breath, his chest bulging, and a large amount of oxygen was forcibly pumped into his blood.
boom!boom!
My heart began to pound violently, making a deep, drum-like sound, as if an engine were starting up.
"rise!"
With a low shout, his thigh muscles bulged instantly, and the veins coiled like dragons.
boom!
The soil cracked open, and two deep pits, each half a meter in diameter, suddenly appeared, splashing mud everywhere.
Fang Cheng vanished from his spot in an instant, like a cannonball fired from its barrel.
Twenty meters! Thirty meters! Fifty meters!
He accelerated wildly across the mudflats, and with each step he took, the earth trembled.
The mud and water behind them were sprayed several meters backward, forming a mud dragon.
Within a mere 0.1 seconds, the speed was pushed to its limit.
The wind howled in my ears, and the air became thick and sticky like glue.
That invisible sound barrier once again loomed ahead.
In the past, Fang Cheng would have had to grit his teeth and sprint forward, enduring excruciating pain akin to being cut into a thousand pieces.
But at this moment, his physique, which is as high as 83 points, is enough for him to ignore the pressure that can tear his body apart.
"break!"
Fang Cheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his figure smashed through the barrier without any resistance.
boom--
A visible white shockwave cloud exploded around him, and a huge sonic boom resounded across the lakeside, shaking countless leaves off the ground.
The next second, he stepped out of the mudflat and onto the lake surface, carrying immense kinetic energy.
Snapped!
There was no sound of water hitting the surface.
The moment Fang Cheng's feet touched the water's surface, he felt a subtle yet distinct tension.
It wasn't the harsh feedback of stepping on solid ground, but rather a highly flexible support.
It's like a dragonfly skimming the water.
This instantaneous, rapid stomping created sufficient surface tension on the soft water, providing him with leverage.
Fang Cheng did not give up.
Instead, it takes off into the air using the recoil force on the water's surface!
At this point, his running speed had already exceeded the speed of sound.
At this speed, the oncoming air is no longer a gentle breeze, but becomes a fluid wall with extremely high density, almost solid.
Fang Cheng went against the wind and immediately felt the terrifying wind resistance coming towards him, as if it would flip him over.
And this is precisely the key he wants to verify.
Fang Cheng did not rely on brute force to fight to the death, but instead held his breath and concentrated, releasing all his senses to capture the movement of every wisp of air.
He slightly raised his chin, leaned his torso forward moderately, and stretched his arms out to the sides like wings, facing the raging airflow with his broad chest and abdomen.
In just a moment, he precisely adjusted his body posture in mid-air.
The effects of fluid dynamics were then fully revealed.
The high-speed airflow slammed into my body, was guided downwards and deflected along the streamlined muscle contours, and then swept upwards along the curve of my body.
When airflow is obstructed at the bottom, its velocity slows down and its pressure increases; when it passes smoothly at the top, its velocity increases and its pressure decreases.
The huge pressure difference between the upper and lower surfaces creates a strong lift force.
This force was like an invisible hand supporting him, forcefully offsetting a significant portion of his weight.
The body, which should have been falling rapidly along a parabola, miraculously began to glide horizontally in mid-air.
At that moment, Fang Cheng felt that he was no longer a runner, but a fighter jet flying at extremely low altitude.
The water beneath your feet is no longer a running track that requires you to push off hard.
Its body, moving at supersonic speeds, seems to have a built-in flight mode.
He only needs to lightly touch the water's surface with his toes the instant his kinetic energy decreases slightly and his body sinks slightly.
Using the instantaneous surface tension of the water, combined with the body's inherent ability to hang in the air, it can lift off again and glide forward for dozens of meters.
If someone were standing on the shore right now, they would see an extremely shocking scene.
A human-shaped streak of light swept across the vast lake at breakneck speed.
Because he was moving so fast, the lake water beneath his feet didn't even have time to immediately burst open.
Only after he flew away did the waves whipped up by the gale roar and roll to both sides.
And so, a straight white water mark was carved out of the deep, calm lake surface.
It seems to be trying to divide the entire Yulong Lake in two.
happy!
Fang Cheng spread his arms and performed the extraordinary "Lingbo Weibu" on the vast lake.
He was like a top-notch master of light-body skills, sometimes gliding with the wind like a bird spreading its wings, and sometimes skimming the water with his toes, using the momentum to rise higher.
Enjoy the wonderful sensation that lies between "flying" and "running".
This is the effect Fang Cheng wanted to achieve.
This... is the prototype of flight!
However, human power has its limits.
After rushing across Yulong Lake for several kilometers.
Air resistance began to frantically devour the kinetic energy gained from the initial run.
Once the speed drops below the speed of sound, the lift will decrease sharply.
The surface tension of the water beneath his feet could no longer support Fang Cheng's weight.
The invisible force that was supporting him kept slipping away until it was completely exhausted.
Whoosh!
Fang Cheng's legs suddenly sank, and his originally light gliding posture instantly lost its balance.
The immense inertia carried him through the water, tumbling several times and creating huge splashes, before finally crashing heavily into the depths of the lake.
(End of this chapter)