With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 129 - 118 Mastery of Transformed Strength, Team Comb

The next morning, after finishing his series of punches and sitting down to rest, ng Chuan received a call from Zong Ping.

[Brother Chuan, I’ve sent you an information list of our school’s participants for the united exam.

It’s much more detailed than the list you’ll receive at that ti, but don’t tell anyone it was from .]

Zong Ping is now a preparatory student at Northern United University. If discovered doing such things, he would be scolded for betraying his own school.

But Zong Ping did it anyway, as he knows who to be close to or distant from.

Moreover, ng Chuan has limitless potential and will definitely attend Northern United University in the future, it’s not considered betraying...

ng Chuan didn’t imdiately check it but instead asked:

[Zong Ping, I rember you are also representing Ping’an Middle School for the battle. How are you calculating now?]

Zong Ping replied:

[I have talked to my uncle, and let him assign soone else. In any case, besides you at Ping’an Middle School, the others are just making up the numbers.

My current strength doesn’t even rank in the class, let alone participate in the united exam.

Brother Chuan, you’ll see from the information I sent you, our school’s three candidates going to battle all broke through the seven levels months ago, and so have even mastered Transford Strength, be more careful.]

ng Chuan replied with a smile:

[A few days ago, I also broke through the seven levels, I’m not afraid of them.]

[Seven levels?]

Zong Ping was sowhat surprised. He knew about ng Chuan’s speed in Qi Blood cultivation but didn’t expect him to reach the seven levels so quickly.

[Brother Chuan, have you comprehended Transford Strength?]

[Not yet, but soon.]

Zong Ping exclaid:

[Your speed in breaking through is too fast, truly abnormal!]

...

After hanging up the phone, ng Chuan didn’t go to view the materials sent by Zong Ping, as he hadn’t finished practicing his punches, he would do it later.

With a deep exhale, ng Chuan unleashed a series of Long Fist strikes on the newly acquired iron-core wooden stakes at the school, the banging sounds echoing through the entire Martial Arts Dojo.

The other students looked at ng Chuan’s way of practicing punches with inexpressible envy.

"If your talent isn’t as good as others, you have to work harder. What are you looking at, go practice quickly!"

Teacher Liang drove the other students to one side to prevent them from being accidentally hurt by ng Chuan’s leaked Power.

Looking at ng Chuan drenched in sweat, he sighed inwardly:

"With such talent and hard work, it won’t take long for him to beco part of the Martial Arts family."

ng Chuan’s Qi Blood Cultivation has already caught up with that of him as a teacher. Losing to ng Chuan, he had no complaints, on the contrary, it brought him pride.

When ng Chuan achieves success and fa, he can also proudly say,

"I once exchanged over three hundred moves with Grandmaster ng, without a decisive win!"

ng Chuan, punching on the side, saw Liang Weilong approaching, feeling so thoughts in his mind.

These days, as ng Chuan’s Qi Blood reached the seven levels, his ability to control his body with Qi Blood has greatly strengthened.

While practicing, he also gained a deeper understanding of the power of Transford Strength, which overcos rigidity with softness.

A few days ago, Luo Guanyun also advised him:

"Transford Strength is not about increasing your strength, but a higher level of control over strength, centered on the word ’transform’.

When you can keenly perceive the trajectory, intensity, and characteristics of external attack forces, and guide, disperse, and transform the attacking forces through your unique Power operation and limb movents, achieving the purpose of dissolving the attack,

like a stream altering the flow of power naturally, this technique is known as Transford Strength."

As the Luo style Eight Extres approaches Perfection, ng Chuan’s understanding of this becos even deeper.

But he’s always a step short of mastering it, so he happened to ask Teacher Liang for an experint.

"Teacher Liang, I am one step away from comprehending Transford Strength, can you help out?"

Upon hearing ng Chuan’s invitation, excited to boast about it in the future, Liang Weilong couldn’t ask for more.

"No problem."

After warming up for a mont, he smiled and said:

"Co on Xiaong, attack, and I’ll demonstrate what Transford Strength is.

However, my Transford Strength, due to the way of my punches, leans towards dispersion and rebound. If there’s any difference, you’ll need to comprehend and decompose it yourself."

"Understood, thank you teacher, forgive ."

ng Chuan leaped and dove down, delivering a fierce Baji Long Fist, Liang Weilong lightly sidestepped, ng Chuan swung his wrist around, converting it to a Soft Fist pressing in front of him.

Liang Weilong lightly sidestepped, using his elbows to gently divert ng Chuan’s arm to the side.

At the sa ti, his arms slightly rotated, guiding ng Chuan’s Fist Strength to the other side of his body, then using the body’s rotation to transform this force into his spinning montum, and, following the flow, returned a counterpunch, sending the force back to ng Chuan.

At this point, Liang Weilong had already applied the Transford Strength of the tallic punch path—guide, buffer, and reuse.

ng Chuan didn’t change his move, instead, after the attack was resolved, he continued to entangle Liang Weilong with his Soft Fist, carefully understanding the opponent’s Transford Strength.

Feeling it wasn’t deep enough, ng Chuan verbally announced:

"Teacher Liang, please intensify and give it your all!"

The short strikes of the Luo family’s Bajiquan were too fast, and ng Chuan worried that Teacher Liang might not be able to handle them, so he changed his style from a soft fist like flowing water to the hard and forceful Long Fist.

Liang Weilong knew ng Chuan had a tough build, so he didn’t hold back, unleashing full power. As ng Chuan’s Long Fist dispersed, the fist strength produced a high-frequency oscillation when hitting ng Chuan’s body.

This oscillation was like the ripples created by tal vibrating at high speed, capable of dispersing the power gathered in ng Chuan’s hands.

Feeling this oscillating transford strength, ng Chuan continued to fight while pondering.

"What I excel in is not the tal Fist, but the Xingyi Fire Attribute Fist.

The characteristics of fire are heat, explosion, and changeability. I should guide my power to burn like fire, lting and weakening the opponent’s strength,

and then use the transformative nature of fire to alter the opponent’s attack trajectory, finally countering with explosive fist strength!"

He started with the Xingyi Fire Attribute Fist, known for its ferocity and explosive power, and to comprehend the soft transford strength requires more effort than others.

ng Chuan continued counterattacking while contemplating the aspects of the Fire Attribute Fist, considering how to apply transford strength, all while observing the wonders of the tallic transford strength demonstrated by Teacher Liang.

Seeing that ng Chuan seed to have so insight, Liang Weilong intensified his attacks to assist ng Chuan’s understanding.

Ti flew by, and before they knew it, half an hour had passed.

Blocking Teacher Liang’s attacks once more, ng Chuan got into the groove, gradually finding the knack.

Liang Weilong gathered montum for a mont, launching a fierce vertical Palm Strike aid directly at the face.

tal is known for its sharpness, and this strike seed to slice through the air with a ripping wind sound.

ng Chuan’s gaze fixed on Liang Weilong’s attack trajectory; he imdiately responded with a Cannon Fist followed by an elbow strike. Using unique conduction techniques, he gently deflected the chopping trajectory, letting it fall to the vacant ground beside him.

This punch was entirely powered by clever strength, not direct force.

Liang Weilong staggered a couple of steps from the elbow deflection, and after steadying himself, he exclaid in surprise:

"Impressive, Xiaong, you’ve comprehended the first layer of transford strength: [Softening and Deflecting]. This is the Fire Attribute transford strength, like the tallic transford strength, inherently forceful and unstoppable, yet gently floral along the way.

The technique of transford strength isn’t fixed; it’s divided into four levels.

The first level is Softening and Deflecting, diverting the opponent’s attack force along the body’s surface through subtle twisting, displacent, and flexible movents.

The second level is Rotary Dissipation, as the na suggests, like a whirlpool absorbing and dispersing water flow. Whether punches, kicks, or flying weapons, all will dissipate into nothingness in this rotating transford strength. I haven’t comprehended this level myself.

I’m unclear about the third and fourth levels as well. You might ask your master, Master Luo. He’s undoubtedly at that tier of strength."

Appreciating Teacher Liang’s patient guidance, ng Chuan was very grateful.

"Thank you, Teacher Liang, for the guidance. I understand now."

"Alright, then take so ti to ponder on your own."

After all, Liang Weilong wasn’t young anymore. Using transford strength continuously for a long ti left him feeling weary, so he sat down to guide other students in punching practice.

ng Chuan was far from reaching exhaustion, so he continued punching, deepening his understanding of [Softening and Deflecting].

The fierce Fire Attribute fists pounded against the wooden stakes; at the mont of contact, they subtly redirected with cleverly applied strength pathways.

At this mont, due to the existence of ’once proven, forever proven,’ his body thoroughly rembered the special conduction thod of this power.

"Transford Strength, success!"

At that instant, ng Chuan wholly ascended into the ranks of advanced martial artists.

In a daze, he recalled the past twelve-plus years, the "foolish" image of practicing Yiquan day and night.

Looking back, it seed like just yesterday; the harsh tis of enduring had long since passed.

Feeling the powerful strength nurtured within him, his mind remained humble and steady.

The road of Martial Arts is still at the starting point, it requires stepping up!

...

Taking advantage of lunchti, ng Chuan summoned Tiger Form Qi Fei and another backup athlete to review the "enemy information" relayed by Zong Ping. After all, "know your enemy and know yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without peril."

While eating, Qi Fei said:

"ng... Brother, we both know, we’re just here to make up the numbers. As long as we don’t cause you trouble, it’s fine."

ng Chuan reassured them:

"Don’t belittle yourselves, this joint exam is a team battle format, everyone can play a role."

This was also a concern in his heart. In a positive light, he could easily handle one, but two would be a bit intense; three or four skilled in transford strength together, he might have to run.

Plus, the teammates weren’t exactly reliable...

The format of each joint exam isn’t disclosed in advance, you only find out when it happens.

Principal Zong only told him it was a team battle, and to be ntally prepared.

Another participant said:

"Brother Chuan, Brother Fei and I will cover for you when the ti cos, you just bring glory to our school."

Having witnessed true genius, Qi Fei’s temperant was also tempered, and he agreed:

"We’re not afraid to be beaten or embarrassed, Brother Chuan, just don’t mind us dragging you down."

The worst cases are those oblivious to their own ineptitude. Seeing his teammates quite cooperative, ng Chuan felt relieved and jokingly said:

"No worries, just be good pendants, and I’ll carry us to victory!"

After the joke, the three of them began studying the intelligence.

Monts later, Qi Fei and the other could not help but click their tongues in astonishnt.

"No wonder they’re top pre-university students of the ultimate martial arts school, each one as monstrous as ng Chuan..."