With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 282 - 260: Meng Chuan Will Surely Win, Five Aggregat

Lu Zhuxiao, being at the second limit, his ability to adapt in actual combat far exceeded ng Chuan’s expectations.

His foot circled into a semicircle, his left arm instantly straightened, and he smoothly blocked the whirlpool of the fist stance, while his right hand ford claws to grip ng Chuan’s throat.

ng Chuan instinctively leaned back.

At the mont when he lost his vision, he inwardly felt sothing was wrong.

This move "White Ape Offers Fruit" was a feint!

Sure enough, when Lu Zhuxiao’s finger joints were still three inches from the skin, he suddenly changed his move.

Transforming the claw into a palm that sliced horizontally at the scapula, ng Chuan let out a muffled groan, his feet skidded on the ground, retreating nearly ten steps before he stabilized his form.

Old ginger really is spicier, this move ng Chuan also learned.

"Again, Master Lu!"

The sa mistake, ng Chuan would not make a second ti.

Their silhouettes intertwined and maneuvered in the True Dragon Hall, the sound of punches and kicks colliding like rain on plantain leaves.

After a hundred moves, Lu Zhuxiao suddenly changed tactics again.

He stepped with his right foot onto ng Chuan’s center line, and the left fist he had withdrawn opened into a palm, pressing lightly on ng Chuan’s chest like a spring breeze caressing a willow. Though it seed gentle and without power, ng Chuan felt his internal organs trembling simultaneously.

"Did you understand?"

ng Chuan was pushed back several steps again, Lu Zhuxiao stood withdrawn with white smoke emanating from his sleeve.

He gazed at ng Chuan, with a hint of gratification in his eyes.

He was teaching him that the sharpness of Xin Gold was not only condensed to a point.

"But it can be like spring creeks spreading through the wild, integrated into palm patterns and textures, with one palm strike producing thousands of cuts!"

"I have learned."

ng Chuan admitted defeat, indeed "Old Thief Lu," with countless transformations of fist techniques he couldn’t guard against.

Both sat on the ground adjusting their breath, Lu Zhuxiao remarked:

"What’s wrong? Discouraged? Honestly, if it weren’t for the advantage of realm, our neural reflexes are on the sa level, I wouldn’t be able to react to your speed."

ng Chuan shook his head, understanding the painstaking effort of Master Lu, worried his Tao Heart would shatter.

"Put more effort into the Five Elents Fist, after achieving perfection, your Qi Blood should approximate perfection."

According to Principal Yang, we’ll take solid steps, as for the Martial Extre True Inheritance, only leave no regrets."

"Understood, Master Lu."

At this mont, Lu Zhuxiao was fully enlightened.

If ng Chuan could advance to a Martial Arts Family mber before the school’s anniversary, he would strive hard.

If he couldn’t advance, he would continue to sedint, there’s no big deal.

Because...

ng Chuan handed him a bottle of water, Lu Zhuxiao drank it all, jokingly said:

"In the future, you’ll be Great Saint ng, little Motohiko, can be overturned with a flip of the palm!"

"Master Lu, don’t jinx !"

Lu Zhuxiao turned to leave, unable to stop the smile at the corner of his mouth.

My disciple, ng Chuan, possesses the qualities of a Great Saint!

...

Just as the two were practicing their fists.

Many teachers who stayed behind and hadn’t gone to the Demon Nest were unsettled upon seeing the news of Motohiko’s advancent to Martial Arts Family.

"Principal Yang, what shall we do?"

Yang Huan was still recuperating and hadn’t led the team to attack.

Because last ti in Chen Cang’s Demon Nest, when three Great Venerables besieged the Demon Nest Master, the opponent identified and targeted him...

Seeing teachers rush to surround him in the principal’s office, he was puzzled and confused inwardly.

"Has the sky fallen? What’s all this?"

The crowd were Martial Arts Family with composure, not chattering all at once.

After exchanging glances, Zhao Chun approached and slowly explained to Principal Yang.

Yang Huan, busy with cultivation, finally understood, just these trivial matters...

He already foresaw with his eye alright?

Hence, he calmly spoke:

"Motohiko is also the pride of our United University, we should celebrate his advance, not denigrate here..."

"But not the pride of our Yong’an branch, that Martial Extre True Inheritance..."

In the crowd, a Martial Arts Family couldn’t resist refuting, realizing the opposing identity was Principal Yang, quickly fell silent.

Yang Huan waved to indicate it’s fine, and lightly spoke:

"I understand your aning, but the fifteen branches of our United University are inherently one, united it’s a ball of fire, scattered it’s stars all over the sky."

With the rise of new stars ng Chuan and Motohiko, isn’t it a fortunate event for our United University, we should be glad..."

He had to consider the bigger picture, naturally, couldn’t be like everyone else, limited to the imdiate point.

"Just say, does ng Chuan still have a chance?"

Everyone believed in Principal Yang’s Holy Gaze Reveals Truth.

Yang Huan’s face remained calm, but he secretly wondered...

He knew nothing...

In the future, ng Chuan was a ss, his Venerable level heart soul was hurt.

Can only glimpse Motohiko fighting with a mass of air, in a deadlock.

He firmly told the crowd:

"ng Chuan will definitely win."

The demon nest situation was urgent, just appeasing the crowd was enough.

He could only glimpse a mont, couldn’t discern the upper hand between the air and Motohiko.

If this brat loses, at most his third eye’s reputation will be damaged, but the stability within the school is more important.

He’s a Venerable, such trivial matters, a semblance of wind and frost.

"Oh..."

Everyone collectively sighed in relief, with Principal Yang’s assurance, that Motohiko is a small loser...

Then, several began discussing how to conduct pre-match special training for ng Chuan.

[Tiger Form Special Confrontation Training, cease hard skills, focus on Qi Blood cultivation, utilizing physique advantage for reverse situation counterattack mastery...]

Even one teacher, in a daze, forgot ng Chuan was still a Martial Artist, pondering teaching him his own True Skill killer move — [Shadow Lightning Flash]...

Yang Huan was speechless and directly stopped them:

"Stop, stop, stop! What’s the rush? You’re disrupting the situation!

Don’t give Xiaong too much pressure. Let nature take its course and allow him to cultivate at his own pace."

Upon hearing Principal Yang’s words, everyone had a sudden realization, their faces showing an expression of understanding.

They firmly believed that Principal Yang’s gaze had already seen through everything!

...

Half a month later, at True Dragon Hall under the twilight.

In the second floor arena area, ng Chuan sparred with instructor Shi Ying.

The opponent refined half of True Qi in her hand and struck his body, which was as tough as steel.

Feeling the pain instantly, ng Chuan’s chest heaved violently like a bellows.

Imdiately, he let out a roar, his arms propping Shi Ying’s ribs, twisting his waist and abdon to pin her down.

Shi Ying’s petite figure exploded with imnse power, struggling and writhing fiercely.

But ng Chuan, pressing down like Mount Tai, remained completely immobile.

With the proficiency of Dragon Lock Body improving, the transformation of muscles and bones intensified.

His weight alone was nearly half a ton, and with his body exerting full force downwards, resistance was futile!

Just as he imagined, as he restrained her arms, Shi Ying’s hands couldn’t gather True Qi, forcing her to rely solely on Martial Arts family strength to face him head-on.

Their standoff lasted a while, and ultimately, the Martial Arts family’s endurance proved superior.

Shi Ying turned the tables and rode on ng Chuan, who patted the ground in submission.

The Martial Arts family was truly formidable; he felt ashad in comparison.

But ng Chuan was sowhat puzzled as to why her endurance surpassed his own.

He was supposed to be the enduring true man with the support of two major Hard Skills.

Shi Ying gritted her teeth and jumped aside, feeling deeply frustrated.

Being a Martial Arts family mber, she nearly got countered by a Martial Artist; it was a disgrace to speak of.

However, since the opponent was a recognized Martial Artist freak, thinking this way made Shi Ying feel much better.

Seeing ng Chuan’s puzzled expression, she explained:

"Are you wondering why, during the stalemate, I was able to endure longer?"

ng Chuan nodded.

"Please enlighten , Sister Ying."

"For a limited Martial Arts family mber, there’s a need for diversification of six major acupoints, including one three inches below the navel, nad ’Guanyuan Acupoint,’ which I have diversified.

This is where the body’s vital energy converges. After diversification, it consolidates and nourishes, cultivating Qi Blood can improve bodily functions, boost stamina and fatigue resistance, leading to extraordinary endurance and durability."

"Understood, thank you, Sister Ying."

Shi Ying waved her hand to indicate it’s fine and sat down to continue resting.

ng Chuan’s powerful slam had made her lumbar spine ache.

"Never fighting this guy again..."

Shi Ying secretly vowed to herself while rubbing her waist.

While closed-eyed contemplating, she suddenly felt a gust of wind near her ear.

Shi Ying opened her eyes to see ng Chuan practicing techniques by the window.

He exhaled like thunder, his fists displaying profound simplicity, Five Elents Qi spilling freely from his palms, draped in a layer of golden haze under the setting sun.

Seeing this scene, Shi Ying was profoundly shocked.

Her eyes widened, her heart murmuring:

"A breakthrough... Is this what a true Martial Arts genius is?"

ng Chuan had just sparred with her, stood up, and achieved enlightennt through fist practice. If this isn’t genius, what is?

She too was considered a Martial Arts genius in her neighborhood, admired by thousands as a Martial Arts family mber.

Witnessing this mont, Shi Ying suddenly felt life’s bitterness and tastelessness.

...

Just as she thought.

ng Chuan indeed entered the state of "Morning and Evening Enlightennt" at this ti.

He had long mastered the Five Elents Qiankun Fist, with five lines of Qi pouring from his palms, strictly flowing around his internal organs according to rules, utilizing their forces. Upon transformation, formidable Fist Stance filled his body.

In the next mont, under Shi Ying’s astonished gaze.

ng Chuan’s footsteps moved like a dragon, unexpectedly crashing through the glass and leaping out the window, radiating brilliance in mid-air.

He hadn’t lost his mind, but...

He saw a world filled with Five Elents particles, enticing him to enter!

ng Chuan hesitated not for a mont, for he was certain.

This was the Five Elents Qiankun Fist’s imaginary world!

At this ti, what he saw was indescribable, just a colorful array of hues.

ng Chuan focused, discovering countless tiny dot-like particles forming this peculiar world, thus he nad them "Five Elents Particles."

He looked downward, still standing at the border of the imaginary world.

ng Chuan internally shouted—move, you damn feet!

But his feet were stuck as if in mud, no matter how much energy he exerted, he was helpless.

Imdiately, the sound of breaking filled his ears, the world made of Five Elents particles disintegrating in his eyes.

In a single thought, ng Chuan felt like three years in a Great Dream...

Just missed by a step...

A rare chance to step into the Five Elents world was wasted, leaving ng Chuan deeply frustrated.

Lying on the lawn outside True Dragon Hall, ng Chuan found the sensations of the world still vivid.

He remained in the enlightennt state, so he stood up to continue practicing fists, not wasting this rare opportunity.

After several adjustnts of stances and punching, finally, as his body beca thoroughly nourished, the hidden powers of acupoints transford into abundant Qi Blood, rushing through ridians.

Five Qi of the Viscera achieved Perfection.

Looking back, the sun was on the verge of sinking completely.

ng Chuan blinked open his eyes, and the world reverted to its original appearance, washing away his body’s fatigue.

He imrsed his Heart Spirit into his mind, and on the panel, proficiency made a significant leap forward.

[Five Elents Qiankun Fist: Major Accomplishnt (57%) → (70%)]