With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 144 - 133: Armor Mastery, Assassination Strike (3k)

On the other side of the mirror, Fang Jianxing nodded.

He thought to himself:

"This kid Zhao Jian is smart and useful, unlike that idiot Venom."

Zhao Jian was worried, afraid that Fang Jianxing would discover he was deceiving him.

His family background was ordinary, and his real talent ranked only in the middle to lower levels at school.

The majority of his achievents today relied on cultivating the [Demon Skill] and the [nutrients] he received for working for Fang Jianxing.

Zhao Jian was worried about being abandoned, so he chose to deceive him.

On the other end of the mirror, Fang Jianxing confird once more with a serious face:

"Zhao Jian, can you handle ng Chuan on your own?"

Zhao Jian nodded.

At this mont, he had no choice but to be able to.

"Good, quickly eliminate him, and I’ll arrange for you to co to Japan, where I’ll personally teach you the next Chapter of the Holy Skill."

"Thank you, Lord Jing, I will obey!"

As the words fell, the mirror slowly returned to normal, Zhao Jian’s heart pounding.

He quickly circulated the Holy Skill to calm down the agitated [Seed of Enchantnt] on his spirit platform.

He was betting that the opponent had only him left as an informant in Yong’an City.

It seed he had bet correctly.

"Without the guidance of the Holy Skill, even a Martial Arts Family would beco re [fodder]."

To obtain the next Chapter, Zhao Jian silently pondered how to kill ng Chuan.

Although the opponent had nothing to do with him, there was no choice.

The enmity blocking his path was this cruel.

Zhao Jian recalled the opponent’s performance on the mountain and felt that even if he exposed the fact that he practiced the Demon Skill, he probably couldn’t defeat the opponent.

Thinking of this, he skillfully opened his phone and climbed over the wall into the [Dark World].

He found the Black Water military equipnt category and started looking for a weapon suitable for himself.

"How about a sniper rifle, let’s see how tough you really are!"

...

Ti flew by, and a week later.

During this week, ng Chuan had already practiced the Thick Mountain Fist and the newly learned Water Attribute [Wave Fist] to proficiency.

[Wave Fist: Proficient (17%) awaiting Limit Breaking]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Moisture Breath (Basic)]

From this point, ng Chuan possessed all the Five Elents, with only the Qi and Blood Value remaining as the threshold for the Five Elents Qiankun Fist.

A few days ago, ng Chuan also tested himself; his current Qi and Blood Value was [71.2], and Master Luo suggested it would be better to practice further above 80 points.

Now, only the Perfect completion of the Luo Family’s Eight Extres remained before practicing a new fist skill!

At ten thirty in the morning.

Just after ng Chuan finished his routine, a notification for a bank deposit flashed on his phone.

[Ending 8085, bank card **** credited with 4,800,000 yuan (Ping’an Middle School Finance Departnt)]

Opening the bank card page, his total assets now amounted to 6.62 million.

anwhile, Principal Zong also sent a ssage.

[ng Chuan, did you see the deposit? I’m not giving you the leftover tens of thousands; you won’t miss it, hahaha.]

Looking at his card balance, ng Chuan felt secure, finally not lacking in money.

Ever since he started practicing martial arts, every mont burnt money, and having no savings wasn’t an option.

"Body Armor is about to be mastered, tonight I’ll buy a half-year supply of Bone Tempering Blood Formation Ointnt!"

The Bone Tempering Blood Formation Ointnt is more potent than the Vitality Ointnt, costing more than five tis as much, but he could afford it!

"Let’s gather so money to buy protective gear for Uncle, Aunt, and Cousin, so I’ll feel at ease."

ng Chuan saw a basic model of protective clothing that could block small-caliber bullets and resist the corrosion of void-type Celestial Demons for 3 minutes.

Although the functions are basic, they are enough for use within the city.

Any more expensive ones he couldn’t currently afford, as he needed reserves for martial training.

"I wonder if there are any more competitions later, there’s a Northwest Martial Arts Tournant next month, open only to dojo owners. It’s a pity I can’t participate."

Now that ng Chuan started receiving a salary, Luo Guanyun, seeing how short of money he was, specially arranged for him a dojo teaching position.

"Teach or not, up to you, I’ll pay you thirty thousand monthly."

Luo Guanyun, although appearing casual, was actually quite considerate.

His monthly dicinal Paste expenses happened to be thirty thousand, aning he covered this cost for him.

"Master Luo is such a warm person, why does Luo ng have to treat him like this..."

Shaking his head to clear these thoughts, focusing on practicing fists was the best repaynt for Master Luo.

After finishing the last routine of Luo Family’s Eight Extres, ng Chuan presented the prepared gifts to his two teachers before lunch to express his gratitude.

He bought Chen Tie a set of [Bone Tempering Blood Formation Ointnt], just right for use while training.

For Liang Weilong, he got a high-end lumbar massage chair because the latter often complained of back pain, unclear if due to teaching hard work or nightti fatigue...

Both expressed gratitude to ng Chuan.

Saying, "This boy knows kindness and is ready to repay, everyone should learn from ng Chuan..."

...

Three days later, at ho at night.

After finishing his Pile Skill, ng Chuan took out the limited ointnt [Golden Muscle Jade Dew] he redeed at the police station with rit Points.

It was said to stimulate muscle activity after consumption, enhancing physical strength.

The Body Armor skill was about to break through to mastery after the dayti training.

Based on experience, the effects of the Muscle Regeneration Ointnt were about to run out, indicating it was ti to take the Golden Muscle Jade Dew for the breakthrough.

ng Chuan sat cross-legged on the bed, confird it was for oral use, and swallowed it down in one gulp.

After a couple of breaths, his body began heating up as if a small sun had sunk inside him.

Gradually, his entire network of ridians seed to co alive, greedily absorbing the trendous dicinal power.

As the last trace of the Muscle Regeneration Ointnt was absorbed by the body, ng Chuan’s Body Armor skill advanced to mastery without any barrier to breaking through.

[Body Armor Skill: Proficient (99%) → Mastery (2%) Pending Limit Breaking]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Flower of Flesh (Interdiate)]

Two forces acted together within his body, and ng Chuan slowly moved his limbs, helping the dicinal effect to spread throughout his body.

His body was undergoing an incessant transformation, far surpassing the speed of regular training.

No wonder it’s the special supply ointnt from the police station, it’s truly potent!

On the panel, the proficiency level of the four major Hard Skills rapidly increased under the catalysis of the Golden Muscle Jade Dew.

At this mont, ng Chuan’s entire body was in pain but also happy.

Every inch of his muscles was growing at a super-fast rate, even the mbranes protecting his internal organs were being consolidated under its effect.

A mont later, taking advantage of the lingering dicinal effect, ng Chuan prepared to go upstairs to practice so moves.

As he stood up, ng Chuan almost couldn’t control the powerful aura emanating from his whole body.

"Chuan’er, practice for a bit less, tomorrow morning we have to move houses."

"Got it."

The new house in Huayun Prefecture was ready, and the furniture was all replaced; ng Yongzhi decided to take advantage of tomorrow’s Saturday to relocate.

...

On the rooftop of the police station’s family compound.

After ng Chuan stood firm, he felt the residual dicinal effect within his body and started practicing.

Tomorrow he’d be moving houses, this was the last ti practicing on the rooftop, and he felt a bit reluctant to leave here.

But once he moved to Huayun Prefecture, he could practice daily in Master Luo’s Martial Arts Chamber at ho.

If he felt cramped inside, he could also practice in the square; he’d scouted in advance and found the environnt very open, suitable for martial arts practice.

Breathe——

Removing distractions, ng Chuan began to practice.

The progress in Hard Skills also improved his punches and kicks, with each move having more power!

As he practiced, he gradually ca to an understanding.

"If practicing is an output process, then a strong enough body is the catalyst!"

"The saying that flesh is weak and machinery can ascend is false."

Flesh will never be weak, it just hasn’t beco hard enough.

Human strength is infinite, martial arts are infinite.

Keep practicing, ng Chuan believes.

One day he could challenge the so-called "gods" with his flesh.

With this profound insight, ng Chuan felt his punches and kicks becoming much lighter.

All of a sudden.

ng Chuan’s punching motion paused for an instant, then resud.

Soone was watching him, trying to lock onto him with every punch.

Because he sensed a faint stabbing pain in his brow, coming and going.

"Where is it?"

He changed his expression from caution to relaxation, not wanting the enemy to notice anything.

ng Chuan continued to practice to fool the hidden enemy while secretly tensing his body like a spring ready to unleash.

——Whoosh!

A high-caliber sniper bullet tore through the wind, charging toward ng Chuan’s chest.

He had done his best to dodge, but the bullet still landed on his shoulder, creating ripples on the barrier provided by his protective suit.

The bullet lodged deep into the inner layer of the protective suit, continuing to penetrate.

ng Chuan’s multiple Hard Skills protections were pierced layer by layer, finally.

Being tightly clamped by the bulging ring-like muscle groups, completely grinding away its kinetic energy.

With a clang, the bullet fell to the ground, and ng Chuan stepped forward with his right foot, gently grinding it.

"Who hates this much to use a sniper rifle?"

The next bullet followed closely, whizzing forth, causing ng Chuan’s pupils to contract suddenly.

He saw the trajectory of the bullet.

The bullet grazed past the hem of his clothes, ng Chuan’s figure propelled ahead, stirring up a sonic boom that echoed all around.

"I’ve seen you."

Relying on his keen perception and two bullet trajectories, ng Chuan successfully locked onto the opponent’s silhouette.

In the distance, Zhao Jian lay on the ground preparing to fire the third shot, suddenly found.

The target disappeared from the scope.

He hurriedly tried to re-lock, only to see a shadow flashing like lightning, with a turbulent airflow following behind it.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Jian got up, quickly tossing the sniper rifle and preparing to retreat.

In the instant the gun was thrown into the air, the gun barrel weirdly bent into an L-shaped arc.

Because, accompanied by the shattering of the glass by the building window, a powerful large hand abruptly reached in, forcefully bending it!

Imdiately following, a figure like a prehistoric beast ignored the sky full of glass shards, descending from above.

"Zhao Jian?"

"You..."

Before Zhao Jian could finish, ng Chuan’s heavy fist, wrapped in murderous intent, followed.

He didn’t want to ask why; after the beatdown, he’d know everything.

At this mont, Zhao Jian’s temples swelled high, his arms extending like crane wings dodging into the air.

ng Chuan’s heavy punch swept past, blowing the desks and chairs inside the office building to the ground with the fierce wind.

Simultaneously, as Zhao Jian leaped high, his whip leg swung toward ng Chuan’s temple, with three sharp whistle sounds erupting in the air.

Crane Form Boxing—[Eighteen Alarming Hits]!

A normal person would have their skull shattered if they took half a move, yet ng Chuan neither dodged nor avoided, energizing his body, crashing straight toward the shadow of his opponent’s leg.

ng Chuan’s right shoulder was like a jack, wedged inside Zhao Jian’s knee joint.

At the sa ti, the five fingers of his left hand drilled with great force, like steel awls piercing into Zhao Jian’s thigh tendon!