Bad Born Blood

Chapter 87

I spent my time in my room at the Custoria estate.

As expected of a military family, the room was equipped with training facilities. Holding onto the pull-up bar with one hand, I slowly pulled my body up.

Srrrk.

Without any momentum, I raised my entire body using only my left arm, positioning myself upside down. Since my torso was still biological, the muscles in my abdomen and back stung as if they were about to tear.

Eventually, my body and toes aligned vertically to the ground. I remained still, holding my posture like a machine.

"Hoo."

Counting silently in my head, I exhaled.

Thud.

I pushed against the pull-up bar with my left hand, lifting my body slightly into the air. In that brief moment, I placed my left arm behind my back and reached out with my right arm to grab the bar. Now it was time to descend.

Using my firmly extended right arm as an axis, I lowered my body toward the floor like the hand of a clock. The descent was slow, as if unaffected by gravity.

Tap.