With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 226 - 210: Imitating the Form of a Tiger, River Batt

Xu Qingfeng heard the news and indeed felt "overjoyed beyond asure," as he began rolling over on his dorm bed.

With all sorts of reasons at play, the competition for the Grandmaster Class is too fierce this year; he thought he had it in the bag.

But a Nine Gate genius is coming to the Yong’an Campus, and the admission quota for the Grandmaster Class this year has also been reduced.

Such true or false rumors made him more and more anxious as he heard them.

"ng Senior, I hope you can take good care of in the future. If you don’t mind, I wish to pledge my allegiance..."

Even before Xu Qingfeng could finish, ng Chuan directly hung up the phone, feeling that listening to Xu Qingfeng rambling was simply a waste of ti.

After informing ng Yiyi and Principal Zong about the no-exam exemption, he waited for the people close to him.

ng Chuan decided to try the ntal visualization thod he learned today.

Principal Yang Huan explained it in straightforward terms, and he understood it quite well.

With his mind imrsed in his spirit, the transitions of the Yaksha Sea Exploration technique played on a loop in his mind like a movie.

The next mont.

As the figure in his mind beca increasingly vivid, ng Chuan focused even more on visualizing the details of the technique.

The figure’s back silhouette alone stood as majestic as a towering mountain.

In a daze, ng Chuan seed to have arrived in a ti of war and chaos.

His figure followed that bright red robe ahead, standing at the forefront of the battle array.

The smoke of battle boiled around him as ng Chuan followed the unmatched warriors of the Qi Family Army along the narrow shoreline to resist the Japanese invaders.

Thin ice ford along the riverbank, while the warhorses shook their heads and neighed. The heads of Japanese invaders crowded as far as the eye could see at the boats landed ashore.

The next mont, the armies on both sides began their assault, the large flag with "Huo" character soared high under the sunset, and the setting sun resembled blood.

"Kill!"

ng Chuan tightly followed the main force, charging from the shore into the shallows, then maneuvered to flank.

Enlightennt ca amidst life and death; the [Qi Jiguang Thirty-two Form Long Fist] was unparalleled in battle, not just the Yaksha Sea Exploration move, but the entire martial art seed to engrave upon his heart.

ng Chuan transitioned from initial clumsiness to beco agile and natural.

Every move in the entire fist sequence was a lethal skill, and as the battle continued, countless souls lanted under ng Chuan’s fists.

Chill penetrated his marrow as a strange mist gradually rose.

ng Chuan dove into the fray, not knowing whether the wetness on him was blood or tears.

A long spear ca thrusting from behind, he twisted his body to block, raising his left arm to expose the enemy’s opening, delivering a heavy chop with his right palm on the enemy’s vertebra.

"Crack."

With his fist’s montum, ng Chuan charged into the crowd, opening flanks with both hands, blasting the guts of two Japanese invaders, spilling red and white matter all over.

After charging in and out three tis, the last enemy commander had his face forcibly smashed through. ng Chuan spun and stood, blood and flesh slathering the riverbank.

The mighty river rolled on, the fog grew thicker, making it harder for ng Chuan to distinguish between friend and foe, until no one was left in sight.

At that mont of bewildernt, a sensation of ti travel sprung up within him.

In the next instant, the vast land before him was engulfed by darkness, the piercing spiritual pain pulled him back to reality.

ng Chuan’s senses returned, his head swelling with a terrible ache.

"Principal Yang didn’t ntion this ntal visualization would have such a grand spectacle..."

After a while, he gradually pulled himself together.

Everything he just experienced, was exactly as Principal Yang described, the spiritual imagery brought by the [Qi Jiguang Thirty-two Form Long Fist].

But the benefits were certainly substantial; to portray a tiger is best when you experience it firsthand.

ng Chuan felt that he had indeed truly mastered the Yaksha Sea Exploration move.

However, during his current qi consumption, due to the depletion of his spiritual power, he was unable to try it out.

"There are thirty-two variations within the fist; I seek one profound technique alone."

He looked within his mind and found no new fist techniques recorded on the interface.

ng Chuan lanted internally; that thickening mist from monts ago should have been a sign of his spiritual power running dry.

"If only my spiritual power were a bit stronger, allowing to stay longer, perhaps I could truly comprehend the entire set of moves, alas..."

The entire fist set is precisely the top-grade Xingyi Sect ancient martial arts fist skill.

If he could reach an epiphany and the proficiency surged, it would indeed be an enormous gain.

He wondered if there would be another chance to return to that battlefield once his spiritual power was restored.

It would be quite challenging to return since this experience deviated significantly from what Principal Yang had described, or perhaps it was a different kind of epiphany.

But at this mont, the entire set of the Qi Family Long Fist routines was imprinted in his mind, requiring only diligent practice.

ng Chuan thought to himself:

"During the upcoming Taihang battle, I should try practicing this fist technique against weaker opponents."

This imagery also imparted a lesson to him:

"Such ancient martial arts fist skills are best mastered through practice, just like the smoke-filled riverbank battlefield."

Returning to his senses, ng Chuan realized his weaknesses were becoming more pressing.

The deficiency in spiritual power wasn’t evident when he first ca into contact with martial arts.

But now, at his current level, ng Chuan found his spiritual power increasingly vital, and a sense of crisis gradually rose in his heart.

"The sooner this problem gets resolved, the better, lest it becos a major hindrance."

ng Chuan wasn’t flustered; just as he had discussed with Master Luo that night, the [Primordial Spirit Thunder Planting Skill] was his [elixir].

After contemplating, he crossed his legs and began practicing Dragon Sitting ditation.

Once his spirit settled a bit, ng Chuan seized the montum, leapt out the window, and began practicing the Qi Jiguang Long Fist on the spot.

Experience proved that once witnessed, it wouldn’t be forgotten by the ntal imagery.

Many fist moves lost their details after retreating, but ng Chuan could still supplent them roughly by relying on his own martial logic.

The movents, though clumsy, were impressive enough to captivate!

Conjured Japanese invaders astride horses stood before him, the green-maned horse raised its hooves high.

ng Chuan stepped forward straightaway, leaping high with a blaze, making him conspicuous in the night.

The heart fire qi flowed smoothly, and the montum of his fists gradually engulfed him.

Boom——!

Yaksha Sea Exploration!

The surging red tide was like thunder on flat ground, and within the light and shadow, ng Chuan’s face showed joy.

"It’s done!"

Taking advantage of his still abundant spiritual power, ng Chuan continued to practice.

Around him, the red light surrounded, and the Heart Fire Fist montum was like indestructible wild grass, growing wantonly in the darkness.

Ti passed by, unknowingly over an hour went by.

In the distance, Luo Guanyun, who had returned long ago, kept watching his disciple "dance in the night".

"This child Chuan’er truly has talent; the mimicry I ntioned, he was able to understand it that very night.

Alas... Should I really teach him the Thunder Skill?"

The mimicry of fist techniques is now rarely learned, yet it was once a well-known training thod.

Even the talented need to practice diligently, taking advantage of the right ti, place, and people, and relying on luck to have a chance to succeed.

A single success, even if struck by fortune, can only be achieved on the foundation of extraordinary comprehension.

Luo Guanyun continued to watch from afar, enjoying the sight of his disciple practicing fists.

He originally intended to have a deep conversation between master and disciple tonight, as Principal Yang suggested.

But seeing this scene before him, his resolved heart wavered again.

"Let’s wait... Chuan’er is about to compete soon; let’s not let this matter distract him. After he returns... we’ll talk later."

ng Chuan is practicing with Thunder Hand movent, the fist posture is ticulous, truly resembling himself when he was young.

As he watched, Luo Guanyun smiled with a motherly warmth.

Though he used to be a hard-hearted person, now he seed a little indecisive...

This is also a good thing, as from his contact with ng Chuan till now, generally speaking, his family is harmonious and joyful, and he is quite satisfied.

Luo Guanyun thought to himself: "I just hope he is not a fleeting star, but rather lasts from dawn till dusk."

In the distance, since the spiritual power couldn’t maintain the Qi Eating Skill, but ng Chuan was enjoying the practice, he imdiately switched to the Second-tier tal [Kongtong Long Fist].

Second-tier fist techniques don’t require Qi; relying on his strong physique, ng Chuan had the strength to continue practicing for another two hours nonstop.

Luo Guanyun, from afar, also watched his disciple’s performance like a sculpture in the dark night.

"Phew... that felt good."

A prompt in his mind interrupted him, only then realizing it was already one in the morning.

Stopping his movents, ng Chuan looked at the panel.

[Kongtong Long Fist: Beginner (89%) → Proficient (8%)]

This fist technique, which he rarely practiced, had already broken through the First Realm in just these two short hours.

"Hmm... While I was practicing, I had many new ideas that rged into my training.

Sure enough, advancing my martial principles also improves the efficiency of my grinding proficiency."

ng Chuan nodded inwardly, knowing that the root of everything he possessed now was his persistence and the various traits brought by the Limit Breaking.

Therefore, the importance of martial principles needs no further emphasis.

ng Chuan even had the idea of becoming an [academic martial artist] in the future.

When it ca ti for action, he would dramatically take off his lab coat.

"Even Professor ng’s fists aren’t to be underestimated."

While daydreaming, ng Chuan was about to go back to sleep when he noticed his master silently standing behind him.

"You executed that Long Fist quite well, who taught you?"

"Teacher Lu Zhuxiao from United University. Master, why aren’t you asleep at this late hour?"

ng Chuan asked puzzled.

Luo Guanyun laughed:

"I was criticized by your [Grandmaster] and couldn’t sleep, so I ca out for a walk."

ng Chuan blushed; even though Principal Yang looked young, he was actually past his fifth major life threshold, over a hundred years old.

The two also shared so teacher-student relations, making it hard to find fault with him disciplining his master.

Luo Guanyun continued:

"Alright, you go back to sleep; I’ll also go to bed early.

Tomorrow, I plan to get up early to practice that Qi Nourishing Armor Technique. You should also get up early to see if my movents in absorbing Purple Qi are correct."

"Okay!"

ng Chuan was delighted; Master finally "ca around"!

...

Three days later.

ng Chuan pushed up the fra of his sunglasses on his nose and said with a smile:

"Master, seeing the people of Wu’an, it seems like everyone has so martial arts skill."

Luo Guanyun nodded, the sunglasses reflecting sunlight.

"Of course, Chuan’er, you should know that the Ji Region was historically called [Zhili], directly subordinate to the central governnt.

Since ancient tis, it has been a crucial point in the Guan Central Plains, frequently battling, naturally fostering a strong martial atmosphere.

Now, with Demon Nests spread across the Taihang Mountains, troops and branches of Martial Arts Universities stationed around extensively, this place’s martial culture thrives even more."

Wu’an City is located in the southernmost part of the Ji Region, on the eastern slope of the southern section of the Taihang Mountain Range, with a terrain shaped like a three-tiered step, surrounded by peaks and valleys forming a geothermal trend.

In July, the sunlight in Wu’an City had already started to beco intense, so the master and disciple both wore sunglasses to shield from the sun.

Half an hour ago, they had just arrived at the nearby [Ma Tou Airport].

Then Luo Guanyun got the urge to take ng Chuan on a flight.

They flew directly outside Wu’an City and only saw this scene after landing.

ng Chuan had a good feeling about the flight just now, aside from feeling a bit dizzy, everything else went smoothly.