With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal

Bang——!

A chilling sound of teeth clenching, the instant the lumbar spine bent to the brink of breaking.

Like a spring recoiling to its maximum elasticity, Meng Chuan shot towards Luo Guanyun like a cannonball wrapped in a wave of air.

With a low growl, Meng Chuan broke the shackles around him, pierced through the invisible wall of air, breaking through all obstacles.

The next moment, he appeared fiercely beside Master Luo.

Power flowed through his shoulders and arms, and as they straightened, he ferociously launched a thunderous punch.

Luo Guanyun smiled slightly, couldn't help but nod internally.

Under enormous pressure, some people can withstand and convert it into motivation, but the vast majority would just be crushed by it.

This is also a talent that ordinary people do not possess, and it is a gift.

Immediately after.

Luo Guanyun lightly bounced back his leg, and Meng Chuan flew out backwards.

Whoosh——

Luo Guanyun moved as if teleporting, instantly appearing at Meng Chuan's landing point.

From mid-air, Meng Chuan twisted his body, turned his forearm, and wielded thunder fire, swinging down with a move called Thunder Dragon Claw.

"When did he learn this move?"

As a Grandmaster-level martial artist, he naturally knew the origin of this move, but didn't expect Meng Chuan to be able to use it as well.

Incorporating other martial arts techniques into one's own requires a very high understanding of boxing principles.

"Genius, this is genius!"

Luo Guanyun's eyes shone brightly, and in an instant, he twisted his body and engaged in a fight with his disciple.

Their battle was intense and rapid, and in the blink of an eye, they exchanged punches and kicks, causing over a dozen ear-piercing buzzes from their collisions.

Luo Guanyun only used his power to clash with his disciple, casually intercepting all attacks, and occasionally pointing out, giving Meng Chuan guidance on moves.

In an overloaded state of full-body operation, Meng Chuan was like a mad tiger willing to risk it all.

He used all his strength to confront Master Luo, barely maintaining a sliver of clarity to comprehend the essence of Luo's punches and kicks, hoping to trigger "Reverse Observation Mark" after the attempt.

The hope was small because the gap in martial principles between him and his master was too large, like that between an ant and an elephant.

But you have to try, because even if triggering it once in thousands of attempts is worth the effort.

Twenty minutes later, unable to maintain the overloaded state to the extreme.

Meng Chuan's body bent slightly, showing a hint of fatigue.

The next moment, he revitalized himself, taking the initiative to attack again.

Noticing this, Luo Guanyun slowed down the pace and strength.

After an unknown amount of time, until Meng Chuan nearly reached his limit, Luo Guanyun's left hand brushed lightly like passing through leaves, gently touched Meng Chuan's waist.

The moment he was pressed, he sat on the ground, and Luo Guanyun also sat facing him, segueing into the post-battle analysis.

"Not bad, Chuan'er, you've made great progress. If you had this level when facing the Huo family's Tiger Head Spear.

Within ten moves, you could establish a winning position, and within a hundred or so rounds, you could finish the opponent under your strikes.

Although you just entered the ninth pass, in the ninth pass those who are not at the Qi Blood extreme, wanting to match you isn't an easy task either.

Go all out in the second stage of the Supernova next month, strive for that seed player; later finals will have strong opponents, saving some energy by fighting less is also good."

The Qi Blood extreme martial artists usually have studied true skills, ready to advance to martial artists at any time.

It's impossible to lose the main goal for a competition.

There's no such concept as breaking through realms during battles, as intense fights could likely cause one to miss the opportunity for insight into True Qi.

At that time, the True Qi will backlash into the world, not only losing a chance to break limits but also causing harm to the body's foundation.

The correct approach is to find a quiet place to nurture the body, capturing that fleeting moment to break through the first major human limit.

Meng Chuan nodded, acknowledging his master's advice, thinking the same way.

This time, he must fight to the end to vie for that seed player position.

He isn't at his full potential yet, and with another month of practice, increasing Qi and blood by a dozen or twenty points isn't a problem.

The most crucial part is that the top-level hard skills, Qi Nourishing Armor Technique, is about to achieve Perfection.

Based on feedback from the Second-tier Iron Cloth Shirt, its perfection's combat enhancement might rival the transition from eight to nine passes in Qi Blood!

Being able to withstand and attack is the ultimate answer.

Moreover, in the arena filled with ninth pass experts, one can unleash the "Reverse Observation Mark" ability.

Strengthening through battle, growing stronger the more he fights!

"If we compare Heaven, Earth, and Human postures to academic stages, Human Posture is akin to elementary school level.

You're now akin to finishing elementary school, in the summer vacation period after graduation.

During this period, focus on handling Qi Blood transport, while practicing Body Technique and Hard Skills when you have time."

"The younger you advance to martial artist, the greater feedback your body will receive; don't lose overall gains for small losses."

Meng Chuan felt Master Luo's concern, gratefully saying:

"Understood, Master Luo."

Currently, advancing in the swift Body Technique has reached great accomplishment, and there's a long way to go until Perfection.

When practicing boxing, pair it with exercises when possible.

As for hard skills, following the usual rules, combining four practices won't take much time.

Speaking of hard skills, Luo Guanyun continued:

"Regarding your Cyan Nether Dragon-locking Skill, I've already spoken with Elder Zhao.

His direct disciple of Wudang also entered the second stage, and by then, the elder will accompany him to Taihang.

After the competition, stay a few days to assist you in entering the cultivation technique.

I bet with him that if you can outmatch his disciple, Elder Zhao will cut the Cyan Nether two Qi price in half, costing only fifteen million.

This saves a significant amount of money, so do your best."

Meng Chuan curiously asked:

"Master, what if I lose?"

"Zhao Shousui mentioned two options.

I could teach at Wudang or you could study at Wudang."

"... Don't worry, Master, I will strive to keep us both free."

Luo Guanyun patted Meng Chuan on the shoulder, laughing heartily:

"It's okay, don't pressure yourself too much. Your master believes in you."

It was already late, and Meng Chuan said goodbye and left.

After his disciple left, Luo Guanyun felt wonderful, pacing back and forth at home.

His wife had been with Luo Meng these days, and he had no one to share his happiness with.

After some thought, he decided to share with Elder Zhao and perhaps apply some pressure.

[Old Daoist, my disciple has broken through nine barriers. He was able to fight against the ninth barrier when at the eighth level, so you're probably going to lose this bet.]

[I suspected you, you sly devil, had this bet planned all along.

But your calculation might be wrong; my excellent disciple has also made some progress recently. It's uncertain who will win in the end!]

Zhao Shousui's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Instead of being startled, Luo Guanyun was happy to hear the annoyed voice of Zhao Shousui, knowing the pressure was conveyed.

He finally laughed and said:

[Hahaha, let's see who proves their worth on the stage.]

[You just wait, Old Luo. By the way, how is the Qi Nourishing Armor Technique I taught your disciple? Has he mastered it completely?]

Zhao Shousui couldn't help but ask.

His disciple had astonishingly strong qi blood, adept in both internal and external cultivation.

A mastery of top-level Tai Chi swordsmanship paired with the newly completed Qi Nourishing Armor Technique might mean Meng Chuan is no match.

Luo Guanyun thought to himself:

"Meng Chuan seemed to have already mastered it months ago..."

Then he smiled lightly and said:

[You'll see then; my disciple's aptitude in hard skills... Tsk tsk, it's truly frightening.]

[...I'm hanging up!]

Zhao Shousui had a foreboding feeling; could this kid really be so extraordinary, able to defeat his disciple just as a high school student before entering Martial Arts University?

Moments later, he consoled himself:

"Well, if the talent is truly exceptional, it's worthwhile to try poaching him when the opportunity arises.

This boy has a connection with the Daoist School and seems drawn toward my sect.

Cultivating the body with Qi Nourishing Armor, forging the tendons and bones with Cyan Nether Dragon-locking, and more..."

This was once the standard for the Daoists roaming the martial world.

It's also the standard for the special Martial Arts University of Wudang Mountain in today's Qi Blood Martial Arts Era, labeled "Purple Cloud Dragon."

Purple Cloud represents the Saint Realm pursued by Wudang, with the dragon symbolizing the Daoist's carefree and relaxed nature.

Its status equals that of Northern United University's "Martial Extreme True Inheritance," reputed for being the chief disciples.

In today's martial arts layout, only prominent martial sects like Wudang and Shaolin, passed down from the past to now, continue to pursue the dual path of body and qi blood.

Shaolin is even more extreme in this regard, advocating for the emptiness of qi blood principles and proving one's spiritual position with the body.

Every new disciple must first hone the body until it's refined, before cultivating the qi blood martial arts.

No one can concretely say what's right or wrong about this traditional major sect's approach.

Whether specializing in qi blood or integrating both.

The leader of whichever school is synonymous with the human martial arts extreme.

Perhaps only by seeing who can first break through the "Eighth Limit" can superiority be truly established.

[Great Saint Zhao Linyuan] is the pioneer of qi blood martial arts.

No matter how mighty the physique, under his vast qi blood, it's merely a lonely boat...

...

Time swiftly passed.

Seven days later in the morning, it was another beautiful day.

Meng Chuan sat cross-legged at the top of the attic, cultivating qi for internal membrane.

With a wisp of purple qi entering his abdomen, it was like a vast galaxy, encompassing all organs.

Passing through the lungs and nourishing thoroughly from top to bottom.

Precious purple qi, since practicing this method, whenever it's sunny, Meng Chuan practiced diligently daily.

As the Qi Nourishing Armor breathing technique reached its conclusion, Meng Chuan opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

A subtle wet mark appeared on the tip of his nose, the indistinct, elusive purple qi left a trace.

He looked at the panel; with the nurturance of purple qi, the Qi Nourishing Armor Technique had reached the last step.

[Qi Nourishing Armor Technique: Mastery (99%)]

"Time to unleash full power, begin Limit Breaking with Perfection!"

...

Half an hour later, at Gangzi Club.

In the professional striking room, Meng Chuan awaited Brother Gang's arrival.

After a short wait, the doorknob of the striking room turned, and Li Weigang strode in.

"You said on the phone you wanted me to hit with power today, can you handle it?"

Meng Chuan nodded.

"Come on, Brother Gang, the time has come, help me with the breakthrough."

He had previously explained everything clearly to Brother Gang on the phone.

Li Weigang said:

"Alright, let me know if you can't hold on; breaking through a realm isn't done in a day, don't force and damage your body."

"Understood."

Meng Chuan removed his upper garments, revealing a body like copper and iron, standing firmly before Li Weigang.

Li Weigang struck from top to bottom with "thump thump," feeling the outer membrane's strength.

Moments later, he nodded and praised:

"Impressive, this membrane may be shapeless and formless, but when I strike, it feels like an invisible iron wall, blocking my hand's power.

Though my knowledge of Daoist hard skills isn't deep, I can discern you're not far from the Perfection realm.

Today, let's have at it to your limit!"