[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups":3,"chapter-starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-1":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":12,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},231476,282,"Chapter 1 Side Flash Straight Punch","starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-1",1,"\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fists cutting through the air, soles scraping the rubber floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the spotlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lean figure stands in the center of the boxing ring, continuously making side flash swinging motions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straight Punch, jab, hook punch, swing punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze focused, the movements of his punches, his footwork, meticulous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though slightly stiff, there's an indescribable sense of earnestness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each repetition, it's as if he's making subtle adjustments, slowly improving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until he becomes smoother and more coordinated...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fang Cheng, come over and help move the mats!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden call interrupts his engrossed practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Coming right away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng pauses, catching his breath for a few moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he picks up the mop and bucket that were set aside, and steps down from the freshly cleaned boxing ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really like boxing, you could apply to be a sparring partner; the pay is better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That won't do, if his face gets messed up, we'd definitely have fewer female members coming to our club...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing his colleagues' banter, Fang Cheng does not reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silently, he picks up two sponge mats and heads towards the equipment room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Busy for half an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the window, the city under the night sky was dimly lit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally off work!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go have a drink.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can't, I still need to pick up my girlfriend...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sounds of conversation and clocking out became sparse, the large venue fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng looks up at the wall clock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>21:35.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's still early; time for a free hot shower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the shower room reserved for trainees, the sound of running water soon starts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng, now in clean shorts, stepping on mosaic tiles, walks out of the shower area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights over the washbasin are bright, and the mirror reflects his current appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shoulders slender, slightly bony, his skin pale without much color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His facial features, however, grew more distinct and sharp because of this; the straight bridge of his nose, thin lips, all revealing a fragile air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, his damp hair, messy and clinging to his forehead, covers half of his eyes and brows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From any angle, he looked like the type of pretty boy that girls would fancy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's the use of being good-looking, still can't find a good job...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng gives a wry smile, then quickly dries his hair with a towel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then hurriedly puts on his coat, packs up his things, and grabbing his cross-body bag, heads outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blurry night, neon signs flicker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Displaying \"Global Elite Fighting Club\" in bold letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just stepping out the glass door, a cold wind hits him, as if countless fine needles piercing his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People on the street all walk with their heads down, fully suited up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng turns up the collar of his jacket, hands stuffed into pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, with bag on his back, he hastens his steps towards the nearby bus stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hopefully, he can catch the last bus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weather forecast said, on November 20th, the first cold wave of winter will hit East City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this ghastly weather, if he walks home, he'll surely catch a cold the next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the bus shelter, a few sparse passengers stand, continuously breathing warm air and stamping their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There is also a young lady in a mini-skirt and thermal socks with a portable music player, listening to music with earphones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng walks to a corner and joins the waiting line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing silently, his blue canvas bag suddenly vibrates with a ringing tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've eaten, been working overtime just now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng pulls out his cellphone from the bag, talking to his mother who works as a nursing aide in a hospital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Has the money been deposited?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's okay, I've entered a big corporation as an intern now, I'm not short of money, grandpa's illness is more important.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mhm, mhm... I know, you also take care of yourself, it's getting colder recently...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only half a minute into the conversation, amid his mother's reminders, Fang Cheng gently presses the end call button.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looks up, only to find that the gaze of those around him seems to be drawn to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng shakes his head discreetly, carefully hiding the expensive phone back into his bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps in their eyes, he is also someone of status?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is a new product launched by Noah Company last year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the previous \"big bricks\", it's much smaller, supports text messaging, and is also less expensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scrimped and saved two months of salary, rented a second-hand unit from the market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spending so much was simply to make job-hunting more convenient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it seems to serve more as a status symbol, he almost can't even afford the monthly fee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Fang Cheng's eyes dim slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite having a degree in law from a prestigious university, his poor public speaking skills, combined with some sensitive and special reasons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly a year and a half after graduation, he still hasn't found a job he likes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't want to stay idle at home, so he chose to do part-time jobs while continuing to study hard, preparing to join the massive legion of postgraduate entrance exam candidates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking about his classmates from affluent families.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before even graduating, they were either arranged by their parents to take civil service exams or entered big corporations and famous law firms as interns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng harbors no envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For someone born into a humble background and used to solving problems, perhaps exams are the fairest way out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not comparing connections, resources, or impressive CVs with others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just feels a bit unwilling...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raising his head, looking at the sky blocked by towering skyscrapers, leaving only a sliver visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng squinted his eyes, his gaze flickering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This world, compared to the previous one, seems yet unlike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both boasting modern civilization, bustling cities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with uneven development in various fields of technology, greater disparity between the rich and the poor, sharper social contradictions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the current Great Xia Republic, where wealthy families dominate the major promotion channels, monopolizing most of the resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Class stratification has reached a point where everyone can curse but feels helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Struggling commoners who rely solely on hard work to climb the social ladder find it profoundly difficult...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Burp~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unkempt middle-aged man with a drunken face approached unknowingly and stood beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The choking odor of alcohol and sweat assaulted his senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng glanced sideways and discreetly moved a few steps away from the drunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others waiting for the bus did similar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, the drunk, oblivious, continued to guzzle from the beer can in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Appearing bored, he mumbled a few words then started to playfully harass the woman nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were filthy and unbearable to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even went as far to lift the young lady's skirt, which scared her into fleeing in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drunk was unashamed, laughing boisterously and casually tossing the empty can onto the roadside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Fang Cheng just frowned slightly without uttering a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having been through the harsh realities of society for a long time, his approach had grown as cold and practical as those around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In recent years, with the economy faltering, marginalized groups have grown, naturally deteriorating public safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There had even been a gang clash recently that made the news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just like the dreadful weather...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng exhaled a white breath, looking across the street at a group of oddly dressed youths, silently pondering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, little girl, what are you doing?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a loud shout disrupted his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the drunk pointing at a nearby trash can.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There stood a skinny little girl, clutching a bulging, tattered sack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her dirty face betrayed nervous and frightened confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you doing with my things?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drunk interrogated again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl realized and looked down at the recently picked beer can, explaining timidly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought you didn't want it anymore...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you mean, didn't want? Is this how your parents taught you? To take things without asking?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then... I'll give it back to you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl lowered her head, hesitantly reaching out her frostbitten hand to return the two-cents-worth can.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drunk stubbornly slapped the can from her grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your dirty hands have touched it, how can I drink from it now? Disgusting, ill-mannered brat...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone waiting for the bus wrinkled their brows, holding back their comments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drunk, muttering curses, seemed to recall some unpleasant memories, becoming even more agitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it, that bitch looks down on me, cheated on me, and now even a little girl like you dares to disrespect me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed the sack from her hand, attempting to snatch it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl desperately protected her hard-earned scavenging haul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But lacking strength, she could only embrace the sack with her entire body, ending up kneeling on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng's frown deepened, almost twisting into a knot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly inhaling deeply, he turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, that's enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What? Are you talking to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drunk hesitated, then let go and turned, glaring at Fang Cheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng, holding his temper, tried to speak in a calm tone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Life is hard for everyone, let's be considerate of each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, these words did not persuade but encouraged the drunk's aggressiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You brat, what right do you have to lecture me? Are you a cop, or some rich guy? Don't be arrogant!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drunk spat as he spoke, pushing Fang Cheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng stumbled back a few steps and couldn't help but push back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the scuffle, the drunken man suddenly became furiously violent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pretty boy dares to fight back, I'll kill you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leveraging his bulky frame, he swung his fist aiming to hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng's heart lurched, his pupils dilated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of boxing in the ring crossed his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, he lowered his center of gravity, twisted his shoulder and hips, and threw a punch with his rear hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Side Flash Straight Punch, crossing past the swinging arm, solidly hit the nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drunk cried out, covering his face, somewhat dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only feeling a buzzing in his head, a mix of sweet, spicy, sour, and salty tastes surged forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, two streams of bright red liquid slowly flowed from his nostrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He touched the blood, looked at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly enraged and embarrassed, cursing foully, he lunged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same punch, same spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drunk staggered and fell on his buttocks, sobering up quite a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spat out some blood, seemingly having loosened some teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly unprepared to be beaten up by a seemingly frail pretty boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stunned for a while, unable to advance or retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Fang Cheng stopped, shook his head and sighed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, it's getting cold, better head home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the distant \"woop woop\" of police sirens could be faintly heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man jolted, scrambled up, and ran off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, he was out of sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surrounding crowd and passers-by, witnessing this scene, pointed and commented in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng caught his breath, picked up his bag tossed aside, silently patted it, and slung it back over his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to look at the little girl's tear-streaked smiling face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though gaining no profit nor favor, a strange emotion surged within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warm glow in his chest, like a torch ignited in the cold winter night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It warmed him and illuminated the chilly darkness around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng's eyes flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A line of text, like a game prompt, appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You defeated an evenly matched opponent, boxing skills experience +20]\u003C\u002Fp>",1939,"2026-05-29T15:13:17.559Z","2026-06-01T04:29:35.325Z","novelbin.me","05b9515f2ad6a36728e6f44bb257d8c8e33315c73a70b8261a0fa188dfb91817","starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-2","starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-100",1278,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-cover.jpg"]