With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 243 - 227: War Soul Characteristic, [Fist Blade: Moo

The existent true skill ultimate techniques are not mysterious and unfathomable; they don’t just spring forth from stones but have their origins and sources as well.

For example, the ultimate hard skill [Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill], ng Chuan found out through research.

It is based on the Mahayana Buddhist Scripture, integrating cultivation techniques like Small Wuxiang Skill, Divine Power Vajra Fist, Prajna Demon-Subduing Palm, and others into one.

It is currently a fragnted ultimate technique, waiting for future generations to deduce and complete it.

Therefore, ng Chuan feels that as his martial theories gradually improve, this idea will definitely co true.

After warming up with Baji Fist, ng Chuan, blessed with inspiration, began practicing [Qi Jiguang’s Thirty-two Long Fist Styles].

This top-tier fire attribute fist skill was acquired by ng Chuan while learning [Yaksha Sea Exploration], having comprehended the entire set from the imagery of the riverside battlefield.

The martial arts chamber inside the hotel was obstructive; ng Chuan was not satisfied and directly jumped out of the window, leaping outside.

It was not yet six o’clock, and the air was still gray, but only ng Chuan’s fist montum surged like the tide.

Every move brimd with vigor, from "Bend the Bow to Shoot the Tiger" to "Yaksha Sea Exploration," the final strike carved a crimson trail through the night.

As he finished, he suddenly felt the heart fire energy in his chest explode.

It mingled with the undispersed dragon energy in his muscles and bones, rushing through his ridians like magma.

"I didn’t expect the dragon energy in my ridians to benefit my fist training!"

No wonder Zhao Shousui urged him to train fists diligently to digest it, as evident now, this Dragon Lock Body is truly aweso!

Not wanting to waste this rare opportunity, ng Chuan hurriedly resud practicing the fist skill, each move incorporating dense dragon energy.

Repeatedly practicing, ng Chuan did not enter the epiphany state of [Morning Dusk Enlightennt].

Yet the riverside battlefield imagery erged again before him.

This ti, it was no longer fragntary and incomplete.

The tumult of Japanese iron cavalry, the Qi Family Army’s fiery intertwining battle formations, and even the tattered "Qi" banner whirled in his imagery like a carousel.

Since it was here, let there be seven entrances and exits in the slaughter!

In this imagery, ng Chuan wasn’t aware that, as he began to fight, the previously listless dragon demon in his middle dantian laughed wildly.

As he was imrsed in the battle, ng Chuan felt the world’s margins start to blur; he realized his spiritual power could no longer sustain him.

Upon exiting, ng Chuan instinctively looked at the panel.

[Qi Jiguang’s Thirty-two Long Fist Styles: Not Entered (0%) → Proficient (28%), Awaiting Limit Breaking]

[Limit Breaking Trait: War Soul (Interdiate)]

"Didn’t expect this fist skill, upon entry, to directly accelerate to the proficient realm."

This being a top-tier fire attribute fist skill, naturally it is not easy to cultivate.

Scoring such proficiency for free is truly a big gain.

[War Soul] is rely a proper interdiate trait, but the na suggests a good effect.

It roughly aligns with his expectations, reflecting the advantage of ancient martial fist skills.

Though difficult to cultivate, the limit-breaking traits seldom disappoint.

Wait a minute!

ng Chuan then noticed the "black loach" in his middle dantian had suddenly swelled and gained so crimson spots.

He promptly contacted Zhao Shousui to inquire about the situation.

ng Chuan felt relieved after a brief mont.

The other party said it’s no big issue; during the next practice, ruthlessly compress it, and let it return to the physique.

Grandmaster Zhao explained that the dragon demon is also an imagery entity, naturally absorbing your other imagery.

Because imagery of the riverside battling bandits is extrely difficult to trigger, Zhao Shousui did not ntion it yesterday.

Typically, only when practicing ancient martial arts is there a minuscule probability that can imrse one’s heart spirit into it, thereby triggering such imagery.

"This dragon demon is truly cunning, silently lurking in the middle dantian, and even swallowed the dispersed heart fire essence in the imagery..."

Originally thought this guy was chubby, looking not so clever.

Seems I carelessly underestimated; I must tread cautiously again!

ng Chuan slightly bowed, assuming the starting stance of Qi Jiguang’s Long Fist.

In an instant, the unextinguished sparks at his fist blade suddenly blazed, turning into three feet of crimson light.

With the reinforcent of Five Elents Qiankun Fist’s heart fire montum, this is certainly not the might an ordinary "proficient" level could exhibit?

The harvests recently have been extensive; ng Chuan switched to practicing Five Elents Qiankun Fist, relentlessly striking until the sun was high.

The road to perfection is blocked and long; although there were gains, the brief hour of fist practice did not increase his proficiency.

"Breaking limits before becoming a martial arts family may be unlikely..."

He greatly covets the core trait [Five Qi Chaoyuan].

Curious as to why it can be called core.

"Five Qi Chaoyang is just the beginning; with persistent effort, soday the myriad traits will be mine."

Facing the morning sun, seeing no one around, ng Chuan uttered these grand words.

...

Noon.

ng Chuan was still on the plane, while Ping’an Middle School and the Yong’an campus of Northern United University simultaneously hung the banner celebrating ng Chuan’s championship win in the Northern Lands.

Indeed, Yang Huan has laid bare the facts.

This individual has already been admitted to the unt UILited Grandmaster Class without examination; the rest of you don’t even think about it!

Principal Zong of Ping’an Middle School wept tears as he learned the news.

His administrative level has been raised ti and again because of ng Chuan, and the school’s facilities are continually improved with educational bureau funds.

At eighteen, ng Chuan, by his strength alone, could already influence a school’s fate.

Facing the Yong’an Evening News reporter, Principal Zong shouted words from the heart!

"ng Chuan is the best student I’ve ever taught, and even at Ping’an Middle School, I firmly believe he’s an unprecedented and unmatched talent!"

In United University Preparatory High School, although everyone is about to take the martial arts exam in ten days, they still took ti to watch ng Chuan’s decisive battle.

After experiencing the double "shock" of ng Chuan’s non-exam enrollnt into the Grandmaster Class, they were so excited, wishing they could take his place.

Xu Qingfeng happily pounded the ground with both fists, infuriated at the universe’s injustice!

"Damn! Old ng is simply a winner in life.

If he wins the championship in Shanghai again and becos the top martial artist among millions of students nationwide. Just thinking about it makes ecstatic..."

While ng Jiaolong was practicing her footwork, she remarked with a smirk:

"Xiaoxu, it’s better to be practical~"

Just two days ago, she advanced through eight barriers. As a "disciple" student of Northern United University, with a little more effort from her grandmaster mother, her chances of entering the Grandmaster Class are pretty high.

"Ah, punch!"

Xu Qingfeng perked up again and began pouring his energy into the silicone-gold stakes.

Inside the classroom building.

Lu Zhuxiao was teaching young students while repeatedly watching ng Chuan’s match on his phone.

Aside from longing to be a "Golden Lecturer."

During his interactions with ng Chuan, he was also influenced by the unique temperant of his resilient student.

Seeing the mont when ng Chuan battled the golden dragon, his small stature but never-give-up spirit.

Lu Zhuxiao’s eyes lit up; this was a student he had taught!

He put down his phone and, feeling inspired, told the newly enrolled batch of talented students:

"You must learn from Senior ng, the peak of the martial arts lies not in talent, but in a heart fire that never extinguishes!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Most of them were little fans of ng Chuan.

Being able to train in the sa school as their idol filled them with pride.

...

At 3 p.m., the master and disciple duo landed at Xianyang Airport.

Then, Luo Guanyun took ng Chuan back to Yong’an City by air.

Covering a distance of less than fifty to sixty kiloters, ng Chuan felt the scenery rapidly whisking away behind him, arriving at Yong’an in just two or three minutes.

At the gate of Huayun Prefecture.

After landing, seeing his disciple looking dizzy and confused, Luo Guanyun couldn’t help but smile knowingly.

"You’re still too weak, kid. If you were a bit tougher, Master could fly faster than a plane and co straight back from Wu’an without a hitch!"

ng Chuan, stepping back onto his native land in Yong’an, slowly regained his composure.

"Master Luo, am I still weak? Didn’t Grandmaster Zhao say I have an excess of ’vital energy’, and you’re innately lacking ’essence’..."

This "essence" isn’t the kidney essence in deficiency, but ng Chuan was just teasing his master for a mont.

"...Backtalking!"

With a wave, Luo Guanyun sent ng Chuan flying back ho with a powerful gust of wind.

As ng Chuan was sent flying, he heard his master’s voice echoing in his ears from afar.

"Practice on your own for the next few days. The patrol work at the Demon Nest was paused to accompany you to the competition.

I asked Grandmaster Chen from United University to substitute for two days, hurry and return him, or else I’m worried Li Xiao will show up..."

Although ng Chuan had given him a 30 million prize, he was still a bit short of True Martial of King Xiang.

Counting his savings, there’s still a gap of tens of millions.

He wants his disciple to make a breakthrough, aiming for the upcoming True Martial of Grade Three to be auctioned at the end of the year in the Martial Arts rchant Mall.

[Fist Blade: Moon at the End of the Bridge]!

This was bestowed to the Martial Arts Master of King Xiang by the Monarch after a great victory against the enemy army! A Grade Three Deadly Blade originally appraised at around two hundred million but its true value exceeds that of a maximum of three hundred million.

In addition to its power, it holds extrely high collectible value.

At auction, its value will only be higher than three hundred million.

But there’s a reason for its price, even if ng Chuan’s strength increases significantly in the future and it becos obsolete.

He can still sell it as a collector’s item without losing much.

Upon sensing his disciple landing safely, Luo Guanyun soared into the sky.

"To the martial hall to see, then to the Demon Nest for the night shift, earning money for my disciple!"

In Luo Guanyun’s heart now.

ng Chuan is no different from his own son.

...

After flying straight ho, Xue Na looked at the descending ng Chuan with surprise in her heart.

ng Chuan smiled awkwardly, unable to explain, casually saying he was trying out a cultivation technique.

"Champion, must be hungry coming back, right? I’ll cook sothing, wait a bit."

"Thank you, Auntie."

The airplane food was unappetizing in small portions, and ng Chuan was indeed quite hungry.

Xue Na chuckled, turning to the kitchen to heat up the warm beef for ng Chuan.

After eating, ng Chuan felt revived.

He truly missed the ho-cooked als after days without them.

"Auntie, you should rest early. I’ll go practice my fists."

"Go ahead, rember to balance work and rest."

Watching ng Chuan’s back as he went to practice, Xue Na sighed with genuine emotion.

In just two short years, ng Chuan had transford from an unassuming "silly boy" into a martial prodigy adored by millions of fans, holding the Northern Champion title.

Such changes, she wouldn’t dare dream of these scenarios even in her sleep.

"And Chuan’er is still striving hard; his future achievents will only grow higher. We, Yongzhi and I, should not hold the child back."

She silently thought to herself.