With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 215 - 201: Mastering Cicada Dispelling, Effortless S

One hour later.

Inside the body technique area of the teaching building.

Many people on the field stopped their current practice to watch the fierce chase between two people on the stakes.

In the forest of stakes of varying heights, ng Chuan crouched low, swiftly darting across the stakes.

The airflow ford layers of resistance around him, but was shattered by his strong physique carrying a fierce wind.

He exerted all his strength, chasing the figure in front.

After all, Lu Zhuxiao was a Second Limit powerhouse, his energy vastly surpassing ng Chuan.

While he easily dodged the pursuit, he instructed loudly with a calm breath:

"ng Chuan! Don’t use your brute force all over!

The essence of the Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada lies in the nimble shedding of the autumn cicada and the unpredictable changes of the eight steps.

Don’t make catching your goal. Carefully comprehend the essentials to truly achieve mastery.

Skill! Damn it, it’s skill, not brute force!"

As Lu Zhuxiao spoke to the end, his voice turned a bit hoarse, unable to maintain the air of ease.

Just because ng Chuan exerted his strength behind him, his foot arched suddenly as if a fully drawn bow.

Lu Zhuxiao increased his speed while hearing a "crack" sound behind him.

It was the steel-like muscle tendons along the spine snapping section by section.

As ng Chuan stepped on the stake, he seed like a shooting teor, tearing the air with pure brute force, creating an invisible cone-shaped vacuum tunnel.

Just as Lu Zhuxiao said, there was no skill, relying entirely on bodily explosive power.

"Got it!"

ng Chuan replied loudly.

He was sowhat losing control during the chase, instinctively wanting to approach his opponent with his bodily explosive power.

Then, he slightly withdrew his strength, attempting to use skill to control his form to approach Lu Zhuxiao ahead.

Lu Zhuxiao suddenly paused, turned around with a twist of his waist, his toes lightly stepping on the stake top as if leisurely walking.

"Stop, now it’s my turn to chase you. I see you damned brat only improve when getting beaten."

Saying this, he turned to pursue ng Chuan.

Before ng Chuan could react, he exerted force, suddenly appearing with the seven cicada shedding marks from where he stood.

At the eighth step, he suddenly veered to ng Chuan’s left.

At the sa ti, a long steel cable was flicked out from his sleeve, wrapping around ng Chuan’s waist.

ng Chuan was suddenly pulled through the air, swirling with the wind, while Lu Zhuxiao’s instructive voice exploded by his ear.

"Control your rhythm, breathe like swallowing thunder, arch your spine like the shell-shedding cicada!"

"Good!"

He twisted his waist, spinning against the direction of the cable’s windup.

Simultaneously escaping, he tried to mimic the described actions of Lu Zhuxiao.

As his toes touched the stake, ng Chuan suddenly leapt forward a large distance.

Like the autumn cicada hiding from the world, he narrowly avoided Lu Zhuxiao’s sweeping steel cable again.

anwhile, behind him, Lu Zhuxiao nodded in secret.

ng Chuan’s comprehension was quite good, having already grasped one core technique of the Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada.

He felt that apart from relying on his physical talents recklessly at tis, this kid had no other shortcomings.

He shouted loudly:

"Keep running, turn this feeling into your bodily instinct!"

ng Chuan encouraged himself, having one proof ensures eternal proof, this wasn’t difficult for him.

Half an hour passed, and he comprehended the essence of body technique while once again feeling the gap between preparatory high school and regular high school.

Soone like Lu Zhuxiao, a Second Limit elite teacher, wouldn’t be affordable even if you sold Ping’an Middle School.

Seeing that ng Chuan had almost grasped it, Lu Zhuxiao nodded secretly and continued to impart the principles related to the body technique.

Once the body technique reaches mastery, it becos perfect and effortlessly controlled.

ng Chuan was now breaking through in this direction, if such an excellent body technique further achieved perfection, it would be even more akin to responding at will.

Like foreseeing the future, able to autonomously operate the body technique keys before a crisis arrives, reacting swiftly and avoiding.

When class ti arrived, Lu Zhuxiao paused montarily, and then continued to chase ng Chuan.

He thought to himself:

"Forget class, continue teaching!"

Seeing that ng Chuan was on the verge of enlightennt, Lu Zhuxiao thought of the gold dal lecturer beckoning to him, hardened his heart and continued teaching.

Half an hour later, at the sa ti.

The crowd at the ring area of the United University Preparatory High School Martial Arts Dojo was bustling, filled with noise as students ca for combat class.

"Where’s Teacher Lu? Did he forget about today’s class?"

A student timidly said:

"I just ca from the teaching building. Master Lu has been training Brother Chuan in the body technique area.

He might have forgotten the ti, let’s wait a bit longer..."

Then, a student with quite a reputation in the crowd spoke up:

"Brother Chuan, huh, well never mind, let’s practice ourselves."

With no choice, as the teacher was absent, everyone paired up for sparring.

"Wasn’t it said that ng Chuan practices his fist skills in the Martial Arts Dojo around this ti every day?"

In the crowd, Chen Jingyi remained silent.

"Senior sister is so beautiful today, perhaps she could guide us juniors a bit?"

"What nonsense, when has Senior Sister Chen not been beautiful? Today she’s exceptionally stunning like a fairy descending to the mortal realm."

Helplessly, she was complinted by the crowd and temporarily took on the task of the teacher.

Watching over everyone’s sparring like a mother hen, occasionally giving pointers.

Today, her direct ntor Luo ng was on a business trip and not here.

She finally got so free ti and ran from the university departnt to the preparatory high school.

Dressed exquisitely and beautifully, she even wore the "purple yoga pants" rumored to be ng Chuan’s favorite...

She planned to create a chance encounter to deepen her relationship with ng Chuan.

Unexpectedly, he wasn’t here, and she was forced to act as a laborer instead...

...

In the body technique area of the teaching building, the two shared a profound ntor-student bond, continuing the lesson even as alti approached.

Lu Zhuxiao was the first to give in; the high-end salary at the special Martial Arts University prep school wasn’t easy to earn, and there were score assessnts at the end of each month.

He still had to check before eating, it wasn’t suitable to disappear for a whole class.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhuxiao stopped and advised:

"ng Chuan, let’s eat first, a breakthrough won’t lose out on this mont of ti.

It’s normal for a cultivation technique to be stuck near great achievent for three or four days, or even a week."

Having taught him everything required, he then left first.

"Alright, Teacher Lu, you go eat first, I’ll practice a bit more."

ng Chuan held his breath and focused, continuing to shift and dodge on the post.

He was just a little bit away from breaking through. With his current martial understanding, he had already grasped the vital points of the body technique taught by Lu Zhuxiao.

Now, it was just a matter of repetitive practice, pushing the progress little by little.

Following the imaginary enemy thod taught by Master Luo long ago, he practiced his fist skill.

He emptied his heart spirit, imagining a Martial Artist Level enemy chasing after him.

His figure maneuvered like a slippery eel, darting left and right, constantly changing directions to evade an imaginary foe.

In his mind, the enhanced spiritual power provided him support.

It seed as if there were cold cicadas resting in his mind; with each flap of their wings, ng Chuan’s figure leapt significantly upward.

Elephant Form wasn’t exclusive to the Elephant Form Sect.

As long as it didn’t involve ridian transformation, ng Chuan could use the theory for his own purposes!

Ti slowly passed, the cold cicadas in his mind transford into an ice crystal, and with the final flap of wings, shattered completely, leaving a sense of coolness in ng Chuan’s mind, like the lingering chill of a December breeze.

"Twisting and darting, treading on leaves, water, and ice without a trace."

ng Chuan was no longer the silly boy of the past; with the traits of improved comprehension and the step-by-step advancent in martial understanding, he could also self-enlighten on such high-level martial theories.

After stopping, he realized a substantial amount of ti had passed suddenly.

Due to not having lunch, his body felt slightly fatigued and uncomfortable.

He hurried to the cafeteria to see if there was any food left, glancing at the panel at the sa ti.

As he expected, Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada had successfully broken through.

[Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada: Mastery (1%)]

At this mont, though he was walking normally, he clearly felt that his body was much more nimble than before.

Mind you, because of the "burden of myriad hard skills," the density of his bones and muscles was even three to four tis that of an ordinary person.

ng Chuan’s weight was nearly 500 pounds, yet in appearance, he only looked like a slightly stronger "normal" figure.

He could clearly feel this ti, the progress of the cultivation technique had mainly changed his waist.

It was as if he was being held up by an invisible hand, sharing the burden, steady yet agile.

At the sa ti, he noticed that when he took a step forward, there was an indescribable finesse in his legs compared to before.

He exerted no effort at all; just a light touch of his toes on the tile, and his figure drifted a long distance.

Thinking about a ten-ter distance in his mind, concurrently.

His body suddenly stood at the ten-ter distance as he imagined, without a milliter of error.

This was an indication of increased control over his physique.

By using the Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada technique, he had succeeded in achieving preliminary mastery.

According to Teacher Lu’s final words:

"If you only chase running fast and jumping high, you’ll end up being a slave to power. You must control it with your flesh, commanded by your thoughts, and strike precisely!"

He thought of when he was breaking through in body technique before, bouncing around like a monkey, truly "ignorant of the path."

That was no longer the case now; through body technique, he was moving towards the realm where the body naturally follows the heart.

"No wonder it’s a top-tier body technique, beyond this there’s almost nothing more to learn."

ng Chuan admired, though the body technique could not provide him with Qi Blood support.

The mastery of technique still benefited him imnsely.

This was entering the threshold of Lifting Heavy as if Light, and he was eager to try it out with his fist skill to see how much it could enhance its efficacy.

"Eat first, then practice boxing, train!"

On the panel, the proficiency of Thunder Scatter Fist was currently at 90%.

In the afternoon, pairing it with mastery-level body technique, and with hard work, it wouldn’t be impossible to reach nine out of ten before his eighteenth birthday.

...

At the sa ti, Lu Zhuxiao received a call from Principal Yang while teaching in the afternoon.

[Principal, what’s the matter?]

[Xiaolu, a student reported that you skipped a class this morning, what’s going on?]

It takes all kinds to make a world; so people just couldn’t stand ng Chuan’s special treatnt.

They got sneaky, anonymously reporting to the principal.

Yet they forgot their usual behavior of staying close to ng Chuan asking for guidance, eagerly inquiring this and that.

Lu Zhuxiao said:

[Sorry, Principal, you can evaluate as necessary. I was giving ng Chuan extra help, thinking to push him harder to achieve a breakthrough; this child is really eager to improve...]

On the other end of the phone, Yang Huan suddenly realized.

[Ahem... Let it not happen again, our school, regardless of teachers or students, must abide by the appropriate rules, we can’t let things get out of hand and beco a "talking point." ]