NOVEL NEXT Chapter 298: Huzi and Chuan, Qi Blood Surges!
"Stop overthinking it and keep practicing martial arts!"
The wind of his fists roared, and True Qi surged!
No wonder it was called the Gathering of the Suns; at this moment, everywhere Meng Chuan's fists pointed was filled with a majestic aura, his will sweeping in all directions like a wildfire!
He privately pondered, this was the power of will, using the mutated Baihui, the first time it had freed itself from the shackles of the flesh, fist techniques, and even True Qi.
At this point, it truly transformed into a terrifying momentum pressuring everything around.
This is the so-called "Raising the Sun, Lifting the Abyss," an extraordinary manifestation for martial artists beyond True Qi techniques!
Of course, this "momentum" wasn't as exaggerated as it sounded.
It still needed growth to become increasingly mysterious, and eventually, combined with his fist stance, would turn into a true "Martial Arts Momentum."
After thinking it through, Meng Chuan quickly put away his slight pride.
On the path of martial arts, he was still just an "apprentice," having just stepped into the real doorway of martial arts.
Moreover, Meng Chuan knew that the pressure formed by his will, although seeming daunting, actually only worked on martial artists...
After all, the hierarchy in martial arts regarding Qi Blood is strict; it's reasonable for martial arts families to suppress martial artists.
As for the second limit of Martial Arts Momentum, he had only sensed a hint of it and needed to work harder.
Turning his mind back, Meng Chuan continued his punching practice.
He practiced three third-rate fist techniques for an hour each, standing still to adjust his breath after three hours.
Looking at the panel, Meng Chuan smiled slightly:
"The speed of improving proficiency is getting faster and faster, in just a few days I'm about to master it..."
After glancing a few times, Meng Chuan turned to eat, planning to find Master Dong for some striking practice.
"Strive to break through the Chest Acupoint by July, then I can practice Hard Skills by myself.
Moreover, by then, I can try practicing the... [True Hard Skills]."
Dong Yue had mentioned that for practicing True Skill level Hard Skills, the mutated power of the Chest Acupoint was necessary.
Meng Chuan wasn't in a rush; he had already reached the daily limit of his practice time.
By refining the Tao Heart Demon Seed method, his Qi Blood accumulation speed was already far beyond the ordinary, not to mention assisted by the Qi Armor Spirit Pill.
Thinking of other ways to improve wouldn't yield much space for growth, so he simply continued to follow the routine.
...
That night, Meng Chuan communicated with his master over the phone.
Upon hearing what the disciple had to say, Luo Guanyun was overjoyed:
"Good boy, how long has it been, and Baihui already mutated?"
The Primordial Spirit Thunder Method was already powerful, and for his disciple to have mutated the first major acupoint in just over a month, was indeed a bit monstrous.
At such speed, it seems that before the Three Limits, the side effects of blood absorption by the Thunder Method would hardly affect his disciple.
But he didn't become complacent; as the heart method level increased, the demand for Qi and blood absorption by the Thunder Seed would gradually grow.
And once Meng Chuan advanced to Martial Arts Master, the Thunder Seed's demand would suddenly soar, increasing several times over.
At that time, if he couldn't balance the supply and demand between the Thunder Seed and the physical body, the light consequence would be the same as his own time, making no further progress.
The heavy consequence... would be dying from backlash.
After hanging up the phone, Luo Guanyun's brow showed a trace of worry.
"I must set off early, to make another trip to Japan..."
...
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the end of May.
During this time, Meng Chuan consistently opted for cautious development, carefully cultivating.
With the two acupoints being connected by the meridians, the proficiency accumulation speed of Earth Posture slowed somewhat.
Previously, it had only taken about forty days for the meridians to complete two branching extensions.
Based on his previous half-month practice speed comparison.
Meng Chuan estimated that the extension of the third acupoint would take at least a month to complete.
But this was still much faster than normal people, even those taking elixirs couldn't catch up with his "cheats."
For the third acupoint to be connected, Meng Chuan chose the Guan Yuan Acupoint three inches below the navel, which he had previously decided on.
After its mutation, it could nourish and stabilize the fundamentals, supplement the kidney Qi, and could even treat infertility...
Ahem... But these functions were not what Meng Chuan needed.
What he valued was that after this acupoint's mutation, it could enhance a martial artist's endurance in prolonged battles and core strength in the waist and abdomen.
Besides, the remaining Three Acupoint Mutations would all enhance specific parts.
And Guan Yuan improves the body as a whole, providing a better cost-effective ratio.
After having lunch with Grandmaster Chen today at noon, and asking some martial theories, Meng Chuan headed to the Northern United University administration building.
He intended to test his Qi Blood Value, down to the decimal point, to see exactly how much he had.
After becoming a member of the martial arts family, one could use Divine Power for introspection, assessing their Qi and Blood Value by examining the fullness of their meridians and acupoints.
In addition, the high-end Qi Blood instrument suitable for use by martial arts family members was expensive.
There was only one in the United University, placed in the administration building. Every day, only a few from the martial arts family would go and test, grasping specific data of their body periodically.
The Qi Blood Testing Hall on the second floor of the administration building was where Meng Chuan went.
Seeing someone using it inside, he sat on a chair outside, practicing Dragon Sitting Meditation while waiting.
Being the king of planning time at United University, Meng Chuan's time management skills were undoubtedly master-level.
As the Dragon Sitting Meditation reached its final layer, the difficulty of practice increased considerably, and the time for meditating to the mental limit also greatly extended.
With a premise of meditating for an hour daily, Meng Chuan's proficiency only increased by 1% in a week.
Estimating from this, it would take at least about two years to achieve Perfection.
Currently, he did not have any means to quickly enhance the practice speed, he could only continue to maintain.
Relying on the Thunder Seed to further feedback for enhancing spiritual power, the proficiency accumulation speed of Dragon Sitting Meditation could still improve.
Hearing the "click" sound of a door opening, Meng Chuan opened his eyes and found it was a familiar face that had just gone in.
"Brother Chuan."
Chu Yanhu smiled broadly and cupped his hands in salute.
Now he had also "adapted to local customs," learning from others and calling him brother.
"Xiaohu, what's your Qi and Blood Value now?"
Meng Chuan returned the gesture of greeting.
Since the misunderstanding was resolved, the relationship between the two had become much closer.
Chu Yanhu had recently successfully broken through and had been resting his body, so the two hadn't seen each other for a while.
"706 points, hahaha."
Chu Yanhu couldn't suppress the joy in his heart as he spoke.
Ever since his second physical development concluded, it's been over half a month since he started cultivating his mental method.
With the aid of fist skills, his Qi and Blood had surged by nearly eighty points.
He was calculating secretly:
After accumulating some more credits, he would exchange them for a Martial Arts Pill that assists in the expansion of meridians with the Pile Skill. In about two years, he could attempt to break through the second limit.
This progression speed was enough to surpass 99% of the Martial Arts Family.
Even among the geniuses in the Grandmaster Class of the Martial Arts Family, it would be enough to rank at the forefront.
Thinking of this, a hint of pride flitted through his eyes, and he rejoiced inwardly:
"As expected of myself, Ah Hu, you really live up to the name of a prodigy!"
"Not bad, keep it up."
After hearing this, Meng Chuan patted his shoulder and turned to enter for testing.
He recalled that when he was in the Limit Realm as a martial artist, his Qi and Blood seemed to be higher than Chu Yanhu's...
But Meng Chuan wasn't the kind to ruin the mood, so he kept such divisive words to himself.
Inside the testing room, the Qi and Blood detection equipment used by the Martial Arts Family was not much different from that of martial artists.
It's just that the detection limit for Qi and Blood was higher, and it could simultaneously monitor the body's mutation state, providing more accurate feedback on cultivation data.
He casually performed a set of third-rate fists, and as the machine's prompt sounded, Meng Chuan removed the sensory equipment and waited quietly for the results.
Ten seconds later:
[Respected first-limit Martial Arts Family member, your Qi and Blood Value has reached 1413 points, Baihui mutation, terrifying indeed!]
"I predicted it would be around 1390 points, indeed the machine is more accurate."
Meng Chuan was very satisfied with his Qi and Blood cultivation speed.
He pondered:
"[Tao Heart Demon Seed] truly deserves to be an unparalleled skill; even though it's a fragmented chapter, it's unmatched by other true skills.
Considering conservatively, even if one acupoint mutation occurs every two months from now on, breaking through the second limit is just around the corner in about a year!"
Upon introspection, his chest's Shanzhong, nourished by Qi and Blood, already seemed more robust, slowly aligning toward the completed mutation of the Baihui Acupoint.
The progress was delightful, and Meng Chuan's steps were particularly light.
After exiting the testing room, Chu Yanhu swiftly approached, unable to suppress his curiosity:
"Brother Chuan, how much did you get?"
Meng Chuan smiled and said:
"Not bad, around a thousand."
This Xiaohu really loves to compete, always being mischievous...
Chu Yanhu nodded to himself; Meng Chuan had advanced more than a month before him, and when he was a martial artist, his Qi and Blood reserves were also higher.
Now, it's normal for his Qi and Blood Value to be three hundred points higher, but his speed hadn't been slower by much.
"How much exactly?"
Chu Yanhu continued to ask.
He wanted to see how long it would take him to catch up after taking the Martial Arts Pill in the future.
"One thousand two."
"Why so few?"
Seeing the astonished look on the other's face, Meng Chuan touched his nose and repeated it again.
Even so, he still understated it because keeping a low profile begins with hiding his Qi and Blood Value!
Chu Yanhu pursed his lips, looking quite affected.
Exhaling a sigh, he shook his head and chuckled bitterly:
"My Qi and Blood are almost half as low... I originally wanted to spar with you again, but now I've given up..."
Meng Chuan thought for a bit and comforted him:
"It's okay, I'm currently preparing for the Martial Extreme True Inheritance, and I've sparred with your brother Chu Yanlong several times.
His Qi and Blood are twice mine, but we're evenly matched too."
"Brother Chuan, you're pretty good at comforting people."
"Really? Hahaha, everyone says so."
"Do you think I feel any better now?"
"..."
Meng Chuan laughed heartily and turned to leave.
...
Three o'clock in the afternoon, inside the dormitory villa.
Meng Chuan finished his striking practice, packed his things, and was ready to fly to Fengtian tomorrow.
While tidying up, he chuckled to himself:
"These two brothers are interesting, the older brother Yanlong practices Tiger Form, while the younger brother Yanhu practices Dragon Form..."
A while back, in order to figure out the Tiger Form routine, Meng Chuan sparred with Chu Yanlong several times, and they always ended in a draw.
Meng Chuan wasn't unable to defeat the other; excluding his two trump cards, the Thunder Seed and Tao Heart Demon Seed True Qi, he had other means to easily win.
However, because his purpose in sparring was to deeply understand the Tiger Form to accumulate experience against this lineage of Elephant Form, he held back and conserved during the fights.
Currently, Chu Yanlong had already cultivated and mutated three acupoints, comparable to the rumored [Tiger King] of the headquarters.
After carefully storing the magic rabbit inner armor, Meng Chuan pondered:
"Though the Qi and Blood cultivation of both of them is comparable, Motohiko is the top genius of the headquarters, and his master is the number one Tiger Form grandmaster at United University.
Therefore, it's natural not to treat him with common logic. When it comes to the competition, it will be necessary to be cautious, proceeding slowly and steadily."