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

The heart and forehead veins were throbbing uncontrollably together, Meng Chuan tilted his head, his eyes bloodshot.

"Is this the [Liberation] state? I look like a monster... but...

Terrifyingly strong!"

Immediately, his body plummeted rapidly due to inertia.

Boom!!!

The enormous body was covered in dreadfully twisted, root-like muscles, forcefully crashing down with great impact.

Impurities and dust mingled in the air, as Meng Chuan's descent created a gray ripple, swiftly spreading in all directions, clearing a dust-free area within a thirty-meter radius at the moment of impact.

As his toes touched the ground, the giant body surprisingly hovered lightly like floating fur, the tumors on the soles spread like petals, absorbing the force layer by layer.

The ground of the courtyard remained intact, except for the airwaves rippling at his feet.

Meng Chuan moved his neck, his body smoothly shrinking back to its pre-Limit Breaking state, the muscle lumps retreating beneath the sinews and bones, and the dark lines covering his body receding along with the chest flower stigma.

The moment his whole form returned to "humanoid," the chest flower stigma vanished within the body, leaving only a birthmark-like flower pattern on the skin surface.

Meng Chuan focused his gaze on the panel, the effect of the Flesh Flower appearing before his eyes.

[Cross-training]

[Trait: Flesh Flower (Intermediate)]

Effect one: Compression, refining the flesh by concentrating it at the chest flower mark, obscuring part of others' perception (depending on compression strength).

Effect two: Liberation, releasing physical strength, increasing body power, dispersing the chest flower mark as the body's ability to endure grows. (Current liberation limit: 200%)

Effect three: Flesh Wisdom, slightly enhancing talent when practicing hard skills affecting the flesh.

"I just reached the limit during the liberation; that's why I transformed into this form..."

[Liberation] is the second effect of the Flesh Flower; his body suddenly swells and enlarges, muscles proliferate, sprouting numerous gigantic tumors.

Meng Chuan noticed during liberation that his emotions, mind, and personality would enter a state of madness.

Even feeling particularly irritable, like wanting to destroy everything.

Perhaps the exaggerated strength caused his Heart Spirit to swell...

But Meng Chuan wouldn't maintain this form all the time, firstly it's inconvenient, and secondly, he can't sustain it for long.

Maybe it's as stated in effect two on the panel, his body's endurance capability is insufficient.

Of course, most importantly, it's too ugly...

Meng Chuan glanced sideways, noticing a shady figure peeking around the door and windows; it was Xu Qingfeng spying.

"Should I silence him..."

Inside the door, Xu Qingfeng was staring at him in shock and awe.

It was as if he was witnessing some unknown solid-type Celestial Demon, even whose brain was filled with muscles.

With Meng Chuan's thoughts fluctuating, Xu Qingfeng suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Seeing Meng Chuan baring his teeth in a smile towards him, Xu Qingfeng staggered, almost fainting.

The scene where Meng Chuan "transformed" moments ago was truly terrifying.

Seeing Meng Chuan walking toward him, Xu Qingfeng stammered:

"Lao Meng... Are you...?"

Xu Qingfeng's voice quivered, carrying intense fear and disbelief.

"Guess who I am?"

Meng Chuan tilted his head, smiling, his neck swelling like inflating, growing a large bulge as if mutated.

Xu Qingfeng gasped, almost passing out.

Meng Chuan internally stifling his laughter, merely intending to scare Xu a bit.

This is the hidden effect of the Flesh Flower, thanks to complete mastery over flesh, the body can not only deform like clay.

Additionally, he can subtly channel the strength of the chest flower, enlarging and muscularizing body parts.

Enough teasing Xu Qingfeng, Meng Chuan explained it to him.

This is but the Qi Nourishing Armor through Wudang hard skills, practiced to an unprecedented level.

"...My goodness."

Xu Qingfeng's voice trembled, never mind top-tier hard skills, but can even True Skill Level hard skills train someone into that form?

He was at a loss for words, his mind chaotic.

Such hard skill talent is unheard of, he heard the Martial Arts Family starts mutating from the six major acupoints.

Lao Meng hasn't progressed yet, but he already can't suppress the body's mutation?

"Alright, go to sleep early, what time is it, don't oversleep tomorrow."

Meng Chuan waved his hand and, saying so, turned and walked into his own courtyard.

"Can I even sleep..."

Xu Qingfeng showed a bitter smile, wiping his cold sweat with one hand.

Having lived for eighteen years, it was the first time he had seen such a sight.

The appearance of countless tumors clustering together remained in his mind, lingering endlessly.

...

Back in the courtyard, Meng Chuan tested the compress effect again.

He took a deep breath, and as he exhaled, the chest flower mark slightly heated, the surrounding muscles collapsed toward the center like tides, his stature visibly shrank, shoulder contours narrowed, even the neck became slender.

The formidable aura around him gradually contracted as Meng Chuan returned indoors to look into the mirror.

"Hmm... It's quite approachable."

During the compression process, many muscles transformed into membrane-like structures, shielding the skin surface to prevent the solid muscles from rebounding.

He's simply too thin, turned completely into a skinny figure, similar to Xu Qingfeng's physique...

In the mirror, the center of the chest flower glowed faintly purple, subtly shielding other's perception.

Most strikingly, even the breaths became nearly inaudible, as if he integrated entirely with the room.

In this state, Meng Chuan tried punching, his overall strength diminished, as if cocooned within an invisible layer.

"Maintaining compression strength to the maximum, the fist stance... even the fluctuations of Qi Blood can be suppressed."

He squeezed his palm, the power hadn't completely disappeared, there was still about half left.

It's just that he can no longer use techniques that require "leveraging strength".

With a change of mind, accompanied by a deep intake of breath, his body rapidly filled as if being energized.

The image of the thin dog in the mirror vanished in an instant, and the purple light faded as he returned to his normal form, that muscled martial artist stepped out of the room.

At the same time, a night owl on a distant treetop suddenly flew away in shock.

Not until Meng Chuan's figure returned did it realize there was a big living being standing three meters away.

...

"Let me try my body's defensive capability in normal form now."

Can't stretch out indoors, outside.

Meng Chuan raised his arm, checking carefully under the moonlight.

Ordinary flesh-colored skin, not even the miraculous body achieved by Armor Wearing Skill Perfection.

But he clearly felt this change was more like "returning to simplicity".

It seemed some subtle change had occurred at a deep level in his body.

After feeling for a while, Meng Chuan steeled his heart, and took out "Bridge of Helplessness Moon"...

It was necessary to accurately gauge the body's defensive capability to make precise defensive or evasive decisions in combat.

His skin was now so hard, not to mention ordinary knives, swords, and firearms.

Apart from True Martial, perhaps only holding a Barrett against him and starting a freakish rapid-fire mode might break through his defense.

Meng Chuan put on the Fist Blade on his left hand and gently scratched his right arm.

Sssh—

The sharp blade slid over his skin, causing the epidermis to roll and flip.

The sensation of pain suddenly emerged, Meng Chuan estimated for a moment and shook his head.

"Worthy of Third Grade True Martial, the flesh alone can't withstand it at all. Previously, if it was like cutting tofu, now cutting on me feels more like chopping vegetables..."

His body hadn't undergone the extraordinary change that comes with breaking through as a Martial Arts Family.

If it weren't for the flesh flower, the body felt like it wanted to shift from cutting tofu to chopping vegetables.

Even if he trained ten more books, none of the hard skills to strengthen epidermal toughness would work.

Suddenly, Meng Chuan's consciousness concentrated, and the rolling flesh seemed to receive instructions, wriggling like a living creature.

Dark lines spread from the chest core to the wound, with dark red flesh swiftly weaving and adhering.

In just three breaths, the scar disappeared without a trace.

This kind of "skin and flesh wound" is now of little concern to him.

Relying on nearly 100% control over his body, he could quickly recover.

Why almost 100%, because Meng Chuan felt something.

If his little head rises, the big head still can't be controlled...

Finally, seeing it was already past 2 AM, Meng Chuan decided to practice through the night in one go.

While punching, he controlled the degree of body liberation.

From 100% normal form, climbing step by step by 10% towards 200%.

Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!

Even at 120% liberation status, it was far stronger than the "overload" state he had previously studied blind.

Merely swinging through the air triggered intense sonic boom sounds.

At 120% liberation, the body felt no pressure, and he continued upward until returning to the extreme 200% limit value.

In an instant, Meng Chuan's muscles exploded all over, terrifying lumps covered his entire body, merely standing still made the air buzz.

With one foot planted on the ground, he sprinted towards the moon. In this state, Meng Chuan often felt like connecting with the heavens to let his soul soar higher.

Whoosh...

After landing, Meng Chuan steadily managed his strength and resumed practicing the Five Elements Fist, contracting and liberating the percentage from high to low.

Stopping at 130%, Meng Chuan continuously punched for half an hour.

He felt that in such a state, maintaining liberation didn't require much stamina.

As long as it's not high-intensity confrontation, normal punching could be sustained indefinitely.

"This is called... liberation normalization."

Against less powerful enemies, 130% liberation could be treated as his regular combat state.

In this state, Meng Chuan's height vaguely approached two and a half meters.

His body was covered with exaggerated large muscles, his forearm thicker than Xu Qingfeng's thigh.

But there were no lumps anymore, which he was relieved about...

"Time to prepare a set of specially-made Martial Arts Uniform..."

Now he could "transform", whether shrinking his body size or enlarging his frame.

The former would make his pants drop, and the latter would rip his clothes, consuming a United University's Martial Arts Uniform every fight.

Meng Chuan opened the Martial Arts Association's store, for the nearly four-meter 200% liberation form, the clothes needed to be extremely elastic.

After searching around, there really wasn't what he wanted.

He then searched the credit store and moments later his eyes lit up, finding what he needed in the armor section.

[Demon Rabbit Armor]

[Armor Type: Synthetic Inner Armor]

[Rank: First Grade]

[Effect: Weak defense but soft and fluffy, extremely elastic, has strong stretchability, fits the body's curve when worn, feels like nothing when moving.]

"Five hundred credits..."

After buying ointments to heal his body, he only had one thousand one hundred credits left.

Motohiko was no small character; he estimated that when going to Fengtian to hunt tigers, he would definitely need to activate 200% liberation form.

To avoid "bird-watching under the sun" in front of the whole school's teachers and students, he had no choice but to buy it with a tear...