Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

Boom!

Chen Rui felt as if his chest had been fiercely struck by a giant siege hammer, an irresistible force surging through him.

His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into several rusty iron racks and a pile of debris.

Clang! Clatter!

Various metal tools scattered across the ground, producing ear-piercing sounds of impact and friction.

Finally, Chen Rui crashed heavily into an oil-stained wall, making a muffled thud.

Then he slid to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Fang Cheng withdrew his fist and looked at Chen Rui, collapsed in the corner, his chest visibly caved in.

With this punch, he had accumulated power for several seconds, nearly unleashing his entire Strength.

Enough to kill an adult polar bear on the spot.

This prey, Chen Rui, even with a body Enhanced to beyond human capabilities, might not have been killed, but would certainly suffer severe wounds.

However, just as Fang Cheng was about to move forward to confirm the outcome.

He suddenly sensed a subtle, almost imperceptible energy fluctuation in the air around him.

These energies seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, rapidly converging towards the spot where Chen Rui had fallen.

Immediately following, a suppressed, beast-like groan of pain emanated from the corner.

In Fang Cheng's slightly amazed gaze.

Chen Rui, unexpectedly, wobbled back up from the ground!

The terrifying wound on his chest, which should have been fatal, was healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The caved-in ribs realigned with a crunching sound, fractured ribs reconnecting, and torn muscle tissues rapidly regenerating.

Moreover, his body was beginning to transform dramatically into something inhuman.

Muscles swelled furiously, as if inflated, even tearing through the work clothes he wore.

Strange dark blue veins surfaced on his skin, writhing under his skin like twisted worms.

His eyes completely changed into beast-like vertical pupils, flickering with madness and hostility.

Sharp claws instantly extended from his fingertips, turning into beast-like talons.

Blood-mixed saliva uncontrollably dripped from the corners of his mouth.

"Hoo... Hoo..."

Chen Rui's head felt like it was about to explode, the intense pain almost causing him to faint.

At the same time, glowing orbs emanating from the deceased Hunting Dogs transformed into twisted, eerie shadows, scrambling into his body.

An overwhelmingly Berserk Strength surged crazily through his limbs and bones.

"Wolf Soul Revenge!"

This was his ultimate move, his trump card for survival in the cruel killing of the dark world.

When the dogs he raised were slaughtered nearby, Chen Rui could use their remaining life essence, or soul energy, to instantly heal his own fatal injuries.

And significantly boost his body's explosive Strength and speed.

The price, however, was that his consciousness would suffer severe erosion from the Berserk beast souls, becoming extremely unstable.

There was even a risk of completely losing control, turning into a beast knowing only slaughter.

Chen Rui cracked a savage grin, blood-mixed spittle oozing from between his teeth:

"Haha... You have no idea just how frighteningly powerful I've become now."

"Choosing to treat me as prey is undoubtedly the greatest mistake of your life!"

Despite nominally being a level 7 officer, this didn't mean his Strength was limited to just that.

Were it not for his insufficient experience, eccentric behavior, certain peculiar hobbies disliked by his superiors, his status would certainly be higher.

In pure combat ability, Chen Rui was very confident.

Even if Zhuo Feng arrived, even if the Ghost lord resurrected, facing him in this state, they may not gain any advantage.

This arrogant confidence stemmed from his numerous experiences struggling back from the brink of death.

Looking at the breath-expanding, form-now akin to Berserk wolves' Chen Rui before him.

Fang Cheng's gaze held a glimmer of excitement.

It seems this hunt has become somewhat more interesting than anticipated.

He then twisted his neck, adopted a combat-ready posture, and his whole aura soared instantly.

If one punch isn't enough.

Fang Cheng's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Then there's the second punch, the third punch... until I completely annihilate you to ashes!"