With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 382 - 348: Fist of Light Pollution, Iron Body Limit

He looked again at the progress in proficiency of this Fist Skill so far.

The Five Elents Spirit Breath Fist has just been created by himself; it is already at the level of Perfection.

This is because his related Martial Arts foundation has already been laid, and there’s no need for him to start understanding from the beginning.

He only needs to cultivate to Perfection and break limitations to acquire the trait of "Five Elents Marvelous Body".

ng Chuan also had so insights regarding the trait benefits of "self-created fist techniques".

What type of trait he could gain depended on the foundation of the fist technique he built.

For this "Five Elents Spirit Breath Fist", it is based on the oldest, foundational five elents fists.

After breaking limitations sequentially, it added interpretations of martial principles beyond predecessors with exceptionally high comprehension of the five elents.

Finally, created through his own boxing insights and integration with the panel.

Therefore, its limitation-breaking trait must be associated with "Five Elents, Comprehension, and Foundation".

The panel nad it "Five Elents Marvelous Body", which ng Chuan found quite fitting.

If he got to na it, he’d likely choose the sa trait na.

After all, its foundation is rely third-rate fist skills, things like Five Elents Holy Body, Divine Body are just for thinking...

As for how to break limitations of this self-created fist technique, it is actually the sa as when other fist techniques reach Perfection and are sprinting to break limitations.

Continue practicing, with Martial Arts principles continually refining.

Only then can he surpass himself and break through limitations!

...

Besides, ng Chuan introspected himself once again.

The fist technique he created, although reached directly to the realm of Perfection.

Yet his Qi Blood did not change by a fraction.

This was already expected long ago.

After all, this newly created fist skill, fundantally speaking, is rely an integration and comprehension of already limitation-broken fist skills.

His related Qi Blood was already acquired previously during boxing practice.

Ultimately, he lacked a bit in martial principles, if in the future when creating cultivation techniques, he could use his own cultivation insights as a foundation, perhaps he could acquire Qi Blood then.

But anyway, it’s already good, and ng Chuan doesn’t ask for too much for now.

The road is long, if he can reach the realm of "Divine Communication", where the fist has no moves then reveal the Dao, the Qi swallowing the universe then understand emptiness.

Even divine skill ultimate arts, he can create them!

Contemplation ti over, ng Chuan rested briefly and then continued to practice the Five Elents Spirit Breath Fist.

With each move and every strike, even though practicing overnight, he doesn’t feel tireso at all; instead, he gets more energized the more he practices.

This is his boxing skill, perfectly fitting his own Martial Arts.

During the practice, there’s an increasing sense of unity and harmony.

It feels like the Spirit Breath Fist is silently echoing with him:

"Yes, you should be punching like this!"

As ti passes, he can clearly feel.

When executing this fist skill, the usage of Qi Blood and the efficiency in transforming fist stances greatly increases.

Its power far exceeds the second or third-rate Xingyi fist skills he masters.

"This kind of Qi Blood support and emission is surely first-rate fist skill without a doubt."

For the first ti creating refined ancient martial fists, it reached first-rate level.

Indeed, with oneself, it’s just strong!

The fist follows the heart’s motion, the fist precedes the intent.

When Spirit Breath reaches the point, what is it to be?

Its form varies, special creatures, spiritual realms, or all external energy representations can all be regarded as "Spirit Breath".

In layman’s terms, it’s like the five elents punch stance commanding, then being carried and emitted by the "Five Elents Spirit Breath Fist".

On ng Chuan’s fist edge, the powerful and splendid halo is "Five Elents Spirit Breath".

It is also a different kind of "fist stance".

Gold light like chiseling rock, green glow like an arrow leaving the string, blue ripple penetrating bones and seeping seams, red fla splitting mountains and cracking stones, yellow haze stable as a mighty bell.

Spirit Breath repeatedly transforms, the fist edge is swung in the air, coloring the whole small courtyard vividly.

If soone draws near to sense, they can perceive.

Beneath this beautiful spectacle, a hidden terrifying power.

"Spirit Breath Fist, doesn’t feel much inferior to the Five Elents Fist.

And because it aligns more with myself, it performs even more freely.

No wonder it’s created by , it’s just powerful!"

Of course, can’t compare with "Five Elents Qiankun Technique".

He is far from creating the core techniques of the Martial Arts Family, separated by unknown amounts of great mountains, can’t be overly ambitious.

...

As the Golden Crow rises, the dawn begins.

ng Chuan practiced excitedly for a while, only to hear soone knocking outside.

He opened the door to find Xu Qingfeng from next door.

Recently, the other was recuperating at ho, body had undergone secondary developnt, and started core techniques cultivation lately.

Xu Qingfeng long saw, ng Chuan’s courtyard like having a party, colors flashing non-stop.

And he too was awakened by a ray of red light through the curtains, shining on his face...

Seeing ng Chuan open the door, Xu Qingfeng complained:

"ng, what kind of light pollution fist is this, can you not practice so early in the future, so are sleeping..."

"...you sleep a punch, I practiced boxing all night, and you’re still sleeping?"

"Co on, needn’t be so competitive, I just broke through as a Martial Arts Family, need to take it slowly."

"..."

Just entered yet already slack, indeed the "king of laziness" Xu.

ng Chuan’s mind shifted, he said:

"After you advanced, the secondary developnt of your body is finished, right?"

"It’s long over, wasn’t as perverse as when you did.

Xiaong ah, really don’t know what you grew on."

"..."

This kid, post-Martial Arts Family the courage grew, starting to be disrespectful with him again.

ng Chuan smiled slightly, directed:

"Alright, rember to check your task panel later, there’s a surprise."

Said this, he closed the door turned around, went back inside the room to catch up on sleep.

Prepares to welco the Iron Body breaking limitation with the best ntal state.

Yesterday, I intended to break the limit, but due to a major breakthrough in my fist skill, I missed it. Today, I’ll make up for it.

Outside the door.

Xu Qingfeng was a bit perplexed, uncertain about what ng Chuan ant.

He opened the system, and what t his eyes was:

[Demon Nest Summoning Task]

[Summoning Range: Sessions 87 to 88...]

"..."

"No way, I just broke through!!!"

Xu Qingfeng was on the verge of tears; was this coincidence necessary?

If I had known, I would have held back a bit. Damn!

...

The night was deep.

The evening breeze swept through the courtyard as ng Chuan stood up after finishing his cultivation.

He felt an inexplicable urge building up in his body and glanced at the panel.

[Doma Iron Body: Perfection (100%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Rock Body (Interdiate)]

"It’s ti to break the limit..."

During his cultivation, he had already sensed a persistent itch all over his body.

Like the process of a wound scabbing, except it was spreading throughout his body.

ng Chuan’s determination was strong, enduring it forcefully until he finished his cultivation.

He stood before the mirror, took off his clothes, and his first glance at his body...

"Puchi... hahaha."

ng Chuan couldn’t help but laugh, thinking of a word:

"Blackened already."

This wasn’t a description of a character change, but a literal adjective.

His whole body emitted a cold luster, thoroughly blackened.

Like ink fully soaking, thick enough to swallow all surrounding light.

"Hiss..."

While gazing at himself in the mirror, the itch intensified within every vein and ridian!

The sensation was truly unbearable, and he couldn’t help but start scratching.

Pieces of dead skin peeled off, drifting to the floor.

ng Chuan picked up a piece to inspect, featuring fragnted skin texture, yet still inpenetrably black.

He pinched the dead skin with two fingers, gently applying pressure, yet it remained intact.

He applied so force, and only with a "crack" did it finally crumble.

Feeling the strength, ng Chuan pondered to himself:

"Even the skin I shed could stop a bullet..."

...

After scratching for a long ti without getting clean, he simply walked outside and jumped into the Star Soup.

Gradually.

The water surface rippled, continuously washing away the dead skin.

After shedding, its density was so high that it sank straight to the pool’s bottom.

His new shoulder skin exposed above the water, delicate enough to pinch water out.

As the final piece of skin fragnt fell off with a splash, he stood up from the water.

"The last of the Doma Hard Skill, break the limit!"

The newly born skin was as smooth as porcelain glaze, with muscular lines distinctly defined.

Beneath the shed dead skin, the texture was firm like forged steel.

As joints moved, faint sounds akin to sand scraping emanated, and his whole body exuded a jade-like warm texture.

With a thought, ng Chuan controlled his body using [Flower of Flesh].

The surface black film solidified into substance, "lost and regained."

Throughout the process, his aura surged suddenly.

Imdiately following, this flow of power, like a hidden life within him, began to quickly circulate through his muscles.

As the power flowed, a faint glow arose on ng Chuan’s skin, gradually concentrating from shallow to deep.

From almost transparent transforming slowly into a profound black, starting from the palms and arms, followed by spreading to the legs, chest, back, until it covered the whole body.

He tapped his chest lightly, producing a crisp tallic echo of "dang dang dang," as every inch of muscle and bone was forged like tempered steel billets.

ng Chuan realized, his skin now felt as if wearing an indestructible dark armor.

His muscular lines also appeared more sharply defined due to the enveloping black film.

Every the muscle contained imnse strength, ready to burst forth at any mont.

"True Qi Protection, muscle defense, along with this layer of black shell.

The simultaneous effect of these three should withstand attacks from the first major limit entirely, even facing a grand skill, I can live through it by force!"

As for True Martial...

True Martial is too sharp; they are crafted from rare forging materials and nurtured over ti by the Martial Arts Family to finally form.

Third Grade fist blades, ng Chuan didn’t even need to think—they surely can’t be withstood one bit.

He took a Second Grade Tiger Soul Halberd, using two-tenths force to swipe the blade across his chest.

Slash—!

Sparks faintly flew out, the black film tearing, hitting the flesh.

Add a bit more force, and blood would soon appear.

"From this, it’s clear... The defensive power of my body, if wearing a ferocious battle armor, enduring ordinary first-grade Martial Arts Family wielding a Second Grade True Martial, won’t be an issue.

Moreover, Celestial Demons too; claw and fang of solid-form demons are sharp.

But at middle rank level, absolutely cannot penetrate my skin and flesh. December’s journey to the Demon Nest adds another share of certainty!"

For others, to attain such defense, leaving aside the intensity of True Qi, Great Success level at true skill in transverse training is indispensable.

On the other hand, ng Chuan’s Treasure Appearance Golden Venerable Skill had rely just begun.

With a thought, the black film receded like a tide, the skin reverting to its original steadfast yellow.

Controlled by the Flower of Flesh, it hid beneath the skin’s surface layer.

With slight ntal stimulation, black once again swept over his entire body, enveloping him tightly.

He tested with fists and legs, experiencing the entire process of controlling the black mbrane covering.

Which reminded ng Chuan of...

As if ard Haki attachnt!