Who wouldn’t want to follow a powerful boss? In the room, Fang Cheng remains unaffected, continuing to persist in his training. Until using two fingers, he completes the set goal of 300 handstand pushups. Fang Cheng bends and lands, then stands upright, his legs steady. He exhales a long breath of slightly hot turbid air. At this moment, beads of sweat have already formed on his forehead, his chest rising and falling slightly. Sweat from his neck and back drips down, winding along the muscle lines. His muscles, especially his fingers, feel as if they’ve been repeatedly crushed, extremely sore and swollen. But a stronger, more refined sense of power brutishly grows from deep fatigue. Today’s exercise is enough. Fang Cheng shakes his hands, a thought flickers. Instantly, an attribute panel only visible to him appears before his eyes. [Handstand Push-up Experience +19] [Handstand Push-up Lv2 (371/500)] [Pull-up Experience +15] [Pull-up Lv2 (424/500)] [Back Bridge Experience +4] [Back Bridge Lv2 (312/500)] [Squats Experience +3] [Squats Lv3 (167/1000)] Fang Cheng breathes a sigh of relief, nodding in satisfaction. This informal morning exercise has surprisingly yielded more skill experience than anticipated. After all, being in someone else’s place, it’s not convenient to conduct comprehensive high-intensity training, nor is there suitable professional training gear. To work out and achieve such results is already quite good. Especially these two skills, "Pull-ups" and "Handstand Push-ups". Training strength with a single finger showed remarkable progress. Of course, this method is also quite taxing on the fingers. If not for the Iron Fist’s special effect supporting, and protecting the finger bones and joints, it’s almost impossible for a normal person to persist long term. Yet, this training method is indeed quite effective in enhancing finger strength. Fang Cheng muses that perhaps later he could consider unlocking skills like "Eagle Claw Skill" or "Iron Finger Inch Strength". For fitness skills, he has already mastered Push-ups, Squats, Lifting Leg, Pull-ups, Back Bridge, Handstand Pushups, Running, Qigong — a total of eight. For combat skills, he has mastered Boxing, Sanda, Jujitsu, Muay Thai, Tai Chi Boxing — a total of five. Indeed, it’s been quite a while since unlocking new skills. On one hand, because there’s a limit on the panel’s skill slots, his time and energy are similarly limited. He needs to plan and reserve some skill slots for unexpectedly needed situations. On the other hand, the club has only those few training departments, lacking newly worthwhile fighting techniques to invest time learning. As for Karate, its core techniques have long been dismantled, mixed, and integrated into skills like Boxing and Sanda. The only somewhat unique ones might be "Hand Blade" and "Piercing Hand". Their power delivery and striking effects indeed have some distinctive features. Fang Cheng plans to focus part of his energy on upgrading a few remaining fitness and combat skills. After all, when reaching grandmaster level, skill experience grows exceedingly slow. Mainly relying on daily practice, accumulating over time, gradually refining, rushing isn’t effective. Seeking breakthroughs over short periods, as before, isn’t realistic. Eventually, his skill level reaches a temporary bottleneck. He can then free his hands to attempt new domains, unlock new skills, further enriching his offensive techniques and survival abilities. Thinking of this, Fang Cheng’s gaze again turns to the panel. The skills "Handstand Push-ups" and "Pull-ups" are nearing their breakthrough upgrade. Fang Cheng’s eyes filled with anticipation. "Once I successfully break through these two core skills to Level 3, reaching grandmaster level." "My physical attributes will undoubtedly elevate to a more terrifying level." "Perhaps even breaking past the 60-point barrier, once again surpassing the limit, entering an entirely new realm?" Musing, he does some relaxation exercises, strolling to the window, casting his gaze afar. The whole night of torrential rain has ceased. The clouds in the sky remain thick, but the edges have been torn open, letting a few rays of sunlight spill. The city’s silhouette seems somewhat blurred in the misty steam, while vehicles and pedestrians gradually increase, converging into the flowing streams and crowds. Gazing at the clear weather following the rain, Fang Cheng’s mood seems to surge similarly, a sense of unyielding spirit against any formidable challenge fills his chest.