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

"Good!"

Meng Chuan was ignited as well.

Even though he was the one getting hit, the progress in proficiency made it enjoyable for him.

With those words, Brother Gang's palms slashed like blades, with a faint blue aura swirling on the surface.

This aura was dreamlike and illusory, yet even in its minuscule amount, the sense of threat in Meng Chuan's mind reached its limit.

Li Weigang explained:

"This is a wisp of my Carrying Mountain True Qi, are you ready?"

"Bring it on!"

With those words, Meng Chuan's spine slightly arched to exert force.

In the next moment, Li Weigang's palm force was as heavy as a mountain, precisely striking the relevant acupuncture points one after another.

Thud, thud, thud!

The momentum sounded like thunder crashing to the earth, Meng Chuan's eyes widened in shock, and his face turned red.

Afraid he couldn't hold on, Li Weigang loudly encouraged:

"Endure hardship to become a superior person! Keep it up!"

"Mmm!"

Meng Chuan gritted his teeth tightly, his mouth clamped shut, not daring to respond out loud.

He feared that if he opened his mouth, his just-swallowed breakfast would be wasted.

The drumbeats roared to the sky, and Meng Chuan's mind was already emptied, focusing only on the panel.

As soon as perfection was achieved, he would ask Brother Gang to stop, it was too damn painful!

Li Weigang's knuckles slammed with the Carrying Mountain True Qi directly into the vital points of the Armor Technique.

Meng Chuan's spine convulsed violently, not only did the outer membrane tremble, but even the inner membrane protecting his organs churned continuously.

"Next is the Shen Shu point!"

Brother Gang's "Heavenly Finger" thrust heavily on both sides of Meng Chuan's lumbar vertebrae.

In an instant, a thunderous buzz filled Meng Chuan's ears, as if his kidneys were about to explode, the nerve pain twisted like a pretzel.

Meanwhile, on the panel, the [Qi Nourishing Armor Technique] section seeped with a faint, unusual glow.

"I...endure!"

Then, as all his acupuncture points were successively struck, Meng Chuan's entire aura grew increasingly intense.

When the blade of the palm struck the last point, a crisp clarity exploded from Meng Chuan's crown, like thousands of steel beads rolling inside his skull!

Usually buried deep within, the foundational Purple Qi was forced out of every pore at this moment.

Though it floated lightly like smoke, it could withstand the terrifying blue True Qi.

Gradually, the Purple Qi condensed into an eggshell-like membrane about a millimeter away from his body.

"Come again, Brother Gang!"

Meng Chuan could endure it now, sensing he was just a step away!

"Coming!"

Li Weigang was also exhilarated, veins bulging on his temples, his palms overlapping in continuous output.

The entire pounding room was filled with a rumbling sound.

Eventually, deep within Meng Chuan's dantian, a sound akin to a dragon's roar and a tiger's growl burst forth.

Following that, a metallic resonance arose among his internal organs, surpassing the inner membrane of the perfected state, slowly forming anew.

In the next moment, the panel's text shattered and reassembled.

[Qi Nourishing Armor Technique: Perfection (1%) (Awaiting Limit Breaking)]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Flesh Flower (Intermediate)]

After a long ordeal, this top-tier Hard Skill finally entered the realm of perfection!

Simultaneously, changes continued on Meng Chuan's body surface.

The Purple Qi slowly rolled back within, weaving a myriad of thread-like networks under his skin.

Then, Meng Chuan exerted force, his muscles and bones reverberating like a carillon, every pore inhaling and exhaling dense Purple Qi.

The Purple Qi circulated, a seemingly thin but actually mountain-like weight starting to emerge from each acupuncture point.

It flowed through his limbs, hands, feet, and torso, transforming his entire being thoroughly.

Li Weigang had already stopped, observing Meng Chuan's transformation, he laughed loudly:

"This Purple Qi must be what the Qi Nourishing Armor Technique has cultivated.

Operate the technique to its full power, let's see what makes this thing remarkable!"

Having experienced the wonders of Doma Iron Crotch, if this Hard Skill was impressive, Li Weigang wouldn't mind practicing it too.

Meng Chuan grinned, this feeling of physical transformation, the explosive surge in physical strength.

He felt it was even more exhilarating than his Qi Blood advancing!

"Good!"

In the next moment, Meng Chuan exerted his full power.

The Purple Qi seemed to receive a signal, floating out from within, tightly adhering to his skin once again.

He looked down at himself, as if an armor had merged with him, the Purple Qi solidifying into a tightly fitting armor, securely protecting him all around.

He tried moving his limbs, but there was no sense of sluggishness.

Gradually, the purple faded into the skin's surface, as if an invisible armor was now on his flesh.

"Here it comes."

In the next moment, a wisp of Carrying Mountain True Qi emerged again on the blade of his palm, chopping towards Meng Chuan's chest.

There was no ringing sound, just a dull thud, the impact area caved in slightly, and Meng Chuan felt nothing.

Not only the external force was blocked, even the tiny bit of True Qi penetrating inside was isolated outside by this [Shell].

"Thanks, Brother Gang, it's powerful!"

Meng Chuan was overjoyed.

The source of the excruciating pain during the pounding was that wisp of blue True Qi.

Now that the armor was perfected, it could even block True Qi!

"Damn, is it that powerful? It can even block True Qi?"

In the next moment, Li Weigang raised his right arm high, its muscles and sinews knotted like gnarled roots, the Carrying Mountain True Qi erupted intensely, forming blades entwined around his arm, layers of blue shadows stacking like mountains pressing down.

"Stop, Brother Gang!"

Meng Chuan shouted.

The moment the intense blue light appeared, he already felt his scalp tingling.

With such a massive True Qi attached, if it were to strike the body, one might be cut in two...

This is the might of a Martial Arts family.

The green glow faded, and Li Weigang teased:

"I see you're quite inflated, give it a try."

He just wanted to intimidate a bit to make Meng Chuan calm down.

If he really struck, Meng Chuan's master's Martial Arts True Gang would just hit him on the head.

Meng Chuan quickly adjusted his mindset and retracted the Purple Qi into his body.

At the moment of retraction, he felt his nerves relax, as if his whole body became much lighter.

This was the feeling of the body being overburdened when the Purple Qi armor was covered.

He understood, realizing that he couldn't yet easily activate it for prolonged, sustained operation.

Seeing this scene, Li Weigang advised:

"Like a fist skill killing move, your Purple Qi armor is also a rare hard skill [killing move].

This relates to your muscle body's capacity to endure, unless it exceeds the operating logic by a large margin, it's better to activate it at crucial times."

Meng Chuan nodded and said:

"Got it."

This technique was powerful enough, and during the Realm Breakthrough, the mysterious power contained within the Purple Qi also transformed his body.

In game terms, that's strength++, defense+++.

At the same time, even in normal state.

There would still be an invisible outer membrane protecting his body, much more substantial than at the Great Completion stage.

No wonder it's Wudang's secret hard skill, its performance among the top-tier is also excellent.

"Uh... Meng Chuan, is this armor technique hard to practice?"

Li Weigang interrupted.

Meng Chuan smiled faintly and said:

"It's alright, just a bit troublesome.

Every morning, you have to absorb Purple Qi at the moment the sun fully rises.

Then it's normal training, just these two tasks both require different breathing techniques to drive."

"...Then never mind."

Li Weigang gave up.

After resting for a while, Meng Chuan didn't expect today's Realm Breakthrough to be quite smooth, without occupying the Rainbow Light's second state.

So he continued to complete the remaining cultivation technique, and finally thanked Brother Gang again and took his leave.

On the way to practice fist skills.

Meng Chuan couldn't help but think about that [Cyan Netherworld Dragon Lock Body], if both were perfected together, could he reverse fight against a Martial Arts family with a Nine Barrier Body?

Then he shook his head quickly, discarding the thought.

"Inflated again, can't I think more about how to use the big against the small, always thinking about challenging beyond my level..."

Meng Chuan silently scolded himself in his heart.

...

The afternoon's fist practice ended, and once again he "coincidentally" ran into Senior Sister Chen Jingyi.

Senior Sister really knows how to dress up, her slightly small gray sports vest was a bit tight.

The two creatures named [Slime Dumplings] were about to be pinched by the warrior.

In addition, supported by yoga pants, it felt great!

For some reason, lately, there's a rumor in the school, "Brother Chuan likes purple yoga pants."

Meng Chuan didn't find anything wrong with that.

When practicing fist skills, if there were three or five people wearing yoga pants around, he could punch ten more times.

Ahem... this is not the point, on the special ride home, Meng Chuan closed his eyes and calmly reflected on today's "real" gain.

"Today, I secretly learned Senior Sister's [Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens], this move doesn't feel that great...

He felt that when activated with a male body, not only did the movements seem a bit feminine, but the effect was also much less.

Not only in the Elephant Form, but in the Xingyi Sect, there are also some fist skills that have clear gender-specific distinctions.

Because besides the two point one line structure, other deeply hidden areas in the body, there are also subtle differences.

Such as the operation of meridians and tendon size, each has its differences.

Though externally there might not be a large disparity, for some fist skills martial arts, it has a greater impact.

Like Meng Chuan's technique of reversing the patterns today, learning a Luani-killing move by stealth.

This was a fist skill designed by Luo Meng according to her physical advantage, most suitable for females.

Meng Chuan using it was a bit like Dongshi imitating beauty.

"But it's okay, sparring with Chen Jingyi boosts a lot of practical experience, and fist skill proficiency increases quickly."

During the afternoon sparring, Meng Chuan didn't put in his full effort.

But he was already able to spar back and forth with Chen Jingyi.

After more than three hundred fierce exchanges, both were in great sweat, not a drop left.

Meng Chuan felt that the other even used the Luani-killing move, so presumably, if she had any further tactics, they wouldn't be much.

Just not sure how her weapon skills are, if it's still at this level.

"Then she better pray that on the Taihang trip, not to run into me..."

...

The next day, the night was deep.

Tonight, Luo Guanyun was on night duty in the Demon Nest, and Meng Chuan was practicing fist skills alone in the community.

Returning home, it was already eleven at night.

While washing up, he looked in the mirror, admiring a Vajra body.

Under the warm light, every inch of muscle texture clearly visible, like it was cast in iron. The exaggerated muscles rise and fall with his breathing, while veins wound like living creatures under his skin.

"This powerful sensation... I think I can still become even stronger."

While admiring, Meng Chuan felt, this needs to rely on the Limit Breaking trait of Qi Nourishing Armor Technique — [Flower of Flesh].

As he deepened his understanding of hard skill horizontal martial arts theory, he gradually began to have some plans for his body's future development.

"The physical body is like a boat on a river, it's not about speed, but about steering."

This was the martial theory he realized before, and now further expanded.

"The extreme control, then why can't I manipulate the shape of my muscle body?"