With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 11 Hitting People Like Hanging a Painting

ng Chuan had already arranged with Wang Yue on Friday to go to the martial arts hall for practice together at 7 o’clock on Saturday morning.

Yong’an City hasn’t been peaceful lately, Wang Yue’s family is wealthy, his father hired an eight-path Qi and Blood Gate bodyguard at a high price for close protection.

The most eye-catching thing is the bodyguard’s hands equipped with a pair of extrely fitting special gloves, when his fists subconsciously clench, four eerie white bone spikes automatically protrude from the knuckles of four fingers, just like Wolverine from previous life.

It should be a "Demon-Slaying Weapon," ng Chuan has never seen other demon-slaying weapons, so he didn’t dare to conclude.

"Wang Yue, can he enter?"

ng Chuan stopped at the entrance of the martial arts hall and looked at the suit-wearing, sunglasses-clad big man standing beside Wang Yue, asking worriedly.

He was concerned that Wang Yue’s bodyguard hadn’t paid the tuition and would be punched out by Luo Guanyun as soon as they entered.

"I paid double the money, he must be able to!"

The world of wealthy people is still beyond his understanding, with "Qianyuan Thunder Strike" inside the hall, no danger could happen.

Today, Wang Yue’s crush, Qin ngya, didn’t co, and Wang Yue seed absent-minded in the training area.

"Fatty, practice well, don’t look listless."

Under the guidance of Instructor Liu, ng Chuan practiced the posture and saw Fatty sitting on the ground dazing, feeling sorry for his father who was wasting two thousand yuan.

"Ah, not seeing Qin ngya makes lose energy."

Unexpectedly, this fatty is actually a romantic fool, but according to ng Chuan’s understanding of him, this guy is just being lazy again.

"Get up and practice, Qin ngya’s recorded Qi and Blood 1.68 last ti is almost breaking two, how can you be worthy of her like this?"

"I broke through one too, didn’t I! Want us to spar a bit?"

Although he always looked up to ng Chuan, ng Chuan hit Wang Yue’s sore spot, causing him to flare up like a bristling cat.

ng Chuan thought Wang Yue barely broke through the first level of Qi and Blood Gate by doping, but he wasn’t far behind, perfect for testing his combat ability.

"Fierce Tiger Fist, Wang Yue! First Level Qi and Blood Gate, please guide ."

Wang Yue shouted, and all those practicing and doing postures turned to look over.

ng Chuan’s toes dug into the ground with embarrassnt, not expecting Wang Yue to seriously spar with him.

Helpless, ng Chuan stood his ground and returned the courtesy:

"National Obligation Basic Boxing, ng Chuan. Zero Level Qi and Blood, please guide ."

"I know that fatty, rich second-generation experiencing life, who’s opposite?"

"The opposite is also an expert, innately missing a nerve, the future author of the new edition of National Obligation Boxing."

"??"

That person didn’t co last weekend, didn’t understand what the other ant.

"Anyway, just watch, that fatty is nothing to look at, the one nad ng Chuan’s National Obligation Boxing is sothing impressive, might actually surpass expectations."

Even though the duo’s skills are at the lowest level of Martial Arts Realm, Chu People love martial arts, even more so watching sparring, attracting many small experts from Second Level, Third Level Qi and Blood Gate over.

At this mont, people had gathered around, Wang Yue’s mind was gradually clearing, he was sowhat regretting it, Brother Chuan’s National Obligation Boxing was known to him better than anyone, when practicing, the swooshing sound of wind was no bluff.

"Stop it, Brother Chuan, can I admit defeat?"

Wang Yue’s family had been engaged in business for three generations, passed down to this generation, his thick skin didn’t care about so martial artist’s integrity.

"Too late, watch the punch!"

The awkward slogans were shouted, pants half-down, they had to fight!

ng Chuan stepped forward with his left foot into the Bow and Arrow Stance, punching quickly with his right hand.

Wang Yue, after all, had broken through the first Qi and Blood Gate, easily dodging ng Chuan’s probing strike.

"Damn, Brother Chuan, are you serious?"

Wang Yue ford his hands into tiger claw shapes, bared his teeth and hissed, coupled with his round body, making the surrounding people burst into laughter.

"Let’s go."

Wang Yue charged towards ng Chuan, his Tiger Descends from the Mountain was quite imposing, after all, his size was there.

ng Chuan decided to avoid its sharp edge, using his left foot as a center, stepped back half a step to evade the crash, then imdiately stepped forward and elbowed Wang Yue’s big belly.

"Gosh, this fatty is indeed at!"

ng Chuan’s elbow didn’t break defense.

"Hehe Brother Chuan, I’m full of at, your level isn’t enough, can’t hurt ."

ng Chuan didn’t pay attention to Wang Yue’s taunts, got up and continued attacking, Wang Yue completely abandoned defense, kept rushing headlong doing Tiger Descends from the Mountain.

"How to deal with this situation, this guy is simply unbeatable."

"No way, but this isn’t much, those body refining ones are even more perverse, can only wait for a chance."

The people around discussed.

Faced with such a situation, ng Chuan remained unflustered, National Obligation Boxing is the basic boxing skill, consuming very little stamina.

Plus, close to reaching the Limit Breaking proficiency, flexibly changing the routine from heavy punches to light hits, his hands fluttered like agile butterflies, his footwork integrated into Three Talents Posture skill perford varied changes.

Punching follows the heart’s movent, mind follows the intent’s movent, ng Chuan gradually got into the groove, this is the charm of boxing skills, also his lifelong pursuit.

"Wow, look at that ng Chuan, his fighting is really beautiful!"

"Indeed, although his Qi and Blood are lacking, the routine of his boxing skill is incredibly cool!"

The onlookers gradually quieted down to watch intently, achieving this level with boxing skills is also a talent, worthy of admiration.

As ng Chuan got into the state, Wang Yue completely lost rhythm, facing punches from all directions, could only defend passively.

After a long fierce fight, ng Chuan finally found an opportunity, swept his leg down to trip Wang Yue to the ground, once he fell Wang Yue was exhausted and surrendered.

ng Chuan squatted down to pull Wang Yue up, patting the dust off Wang Yue.

"No worries, Brother Chuan, losing to you is not shaful."

Instructor Liu led the applause, imdiately followed by thunderous applause from the entire training field, ng Chuan had perford a boxing skill showcase like a textbook for them.

Many people’s expressions turned contemplative, even the most basic Child’s Fist trained to a deep level has such power, then the advanced boxing skills one learns...

In an instant, the Wooden Man Posture corner was overcrowded.

"I ca first, let punch first."

"Who is this, don’t push !"

Instructor Liu hadn’t expected ng Chuan to have a leading role, as the pedigree disciple of the hall owner and an instructor, she also had corresponding evaluation criteria.

If the students’ skills don’t et standards, she would be fined as tuition, ng Chuan had helped her with this big favor.

"Still have strength? Let spar with you and try."

Instructor Liu extended an invitation to ng Chuan, her skills greatly surpass ng Chuan, guiding ng Chuan could quickly improve his practical ability, also as a way to repay him.

"Thank you, Instructor Liu, let’s go."

ng Chuan had already taken a liking to the feeling of sparring, gladly accepted Instructor Liu’s invitation.

"Legs not straight, force still not in place."

"The straight punch lacks thrust, waist force didn’t follow through, ah! You rascal, where are you punching?"

Instructor Liu only defended and did not attack, every ti ng Chuan landed a few moves, Instructor Liu lightly forced him back, then correspondingly guided him.

ng Chuan’s last punch lacked martial virtue, Instructor Liu slightly increased her force, sending ng Chuan flying backward, hitting the soft rubber-covered wall.

"This move is called Yue Mountain Eight Extres — hitting people like hanging a picture!"