With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 427 - 392: Full Force Unleashed! Eight Extremes Clas

Chen Xuewu nodded vigorously.

Changing the subject, Liu Sanduo sensed ng Chuan’s strength, and asked in surprise:

"Xiaong, are you about to break through the second limit?"

"Soon, I’m aiming to settle it within a few days."

Liu Sanduo was deeply moved; it was quite unexpected that he would soon catch up with him...

Recalling their first eting, ng Chuan was just an entry-level martial artist.

Now, he was already approaching the realm Liu Sanduo had diligently cultivated for decades.

Rubbing the palm lines in his hand, he felt both gratified and bitter, sighing inwardly:

"The younger generation is truly formidable..."

Chen Xuewu had long been unable to grasp what level of strength ng Chuan currently possessed.

Only upon hearing his ntor’s inquiry did he stand shocked in place.

Reflecting on the past, when both were martial artists at the five gates level.

Later, ng Chuan surpassed him, but only by a "slightly" better margin.

Since the joint entrance exams at the twenty-four schools, ng Chuan soared beyond reach, unable even to catch a whiff of his tailwind.

Thus, the last eting at the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo was already shocking enough for him with the opponent’s advancent into the martial arts family.

Not even a year later, during this eting, he told him he was about to break through two?

Even rockets don’t move this fast...

Chen Xuewu looked at ng Chuan’s figure, straight like a pine, and unconsciously clenched his fist.

He recalled what his military academy teacher had once said:

"The true genius accomplishes in a year what ordinary people need ten years of hard practice for."

At this mont, he truly appreciated the weight of that statent.

Chen Xuewu had a well-adjusted mindset, and after so self-adjustnt, thought:

"Brother ng is the Martial Extre True Inheritance of the United University, comparable in value to my military academy’s [Martial Champion Scholar], his talent and strength are as expected."

Actually, unbeknownst to him...

That ng Chuan could defeat a hundred Martial Champion Scholars...

This was simply a limitation of perspective, as Chen Xuewu only interacted with students around his level, naturally unaware of this fact.

There are differences even among geniuses.

As he muddled over these thoughts, suddenly his eyes widened; his ntor and ng Chuan began taking their clothes off at the side...

ng Chuan removed his outer garnt, took a step back, and drew ten zhang apart from Liu Sanduo.

"Uncle Liu, show your full strength!"

With Liu Sanduo present, ng Chuan naturally chose to practice his fist skill in real combat.

Liu Sanduo laughed heartily at the words, his palms twisted into the "Open Stance Fist-Holding" pose:

"Good! Let see the strength of your Martial Extre True Inheritance!"

Despite being at the first limit, ng Chuan dared to boldly demand full strength from soone entrenched at the second limit for many years.

Full strength?

Well, Liu Sanduo would oblige him!

Suddenly, Liu Sanduo stomped the ground fiercely, his figure shot out like a cannonball.

In a single stride, he reached ng Chuan, his palm emanating a swirling green glow ferociously pressing down, a roaring explosion resonating thunderously.

"Xuewu, stand further back."

Liu Sanduo did not caution ng Chuan under his palm but instructed his disciple to retreat.

Why?

Because ng Chuan was moving similarly, just like him.

His body slightly expanded, transforming into nearly three ters in height.

His arm raised from front to above, his foot clawed the ground and bent his leg backward; imdiately, his whole person lunged fiercely forward!

"Take this!"

ng Chuan exhaled loudly, his pores erupting wide open as his palm struck down.

The montum exploded like hair, transforming into an imnse white mist, rising and spreading from the pores.

Baji Break Mountain!

Though he couldn’t accumulate and unleash martial arts montum into his palm like Uncle Liu.

Yet his strength was strong enough, not at all timid in striking palms with him!

In Chen Xuewu’s view, he saw only the two figures zipping, stirring a lithe air wave mid-air, then suddenly revealing themselves as they collided with terrifying sound waves erupting between their palms.

Boom!!!

The next mont, Chen Xuewu’s vision turned to the sky, his body uncontrollably flung out!

The collision released surging Qi Strength.

The frozen artificial lake beside them, a solid half-ter of thick ice, was affected.

As Qi Strength spread here, the ice surface shattered with hideous cracks, terrifying "crackling" sounds endlessly echoed.

Liu Sanduo was startled during the palm clash.

"Such trendous strength!"

In martial arts duels, losing sensation in the limbs is most feared.

Once this happens, it signifies the opponent’s strength far exceeds yours.

Being unable to resist even punching or swinging arms, victory can only be found through technique.

Now, Liu Sanduo faced such a situation.

No matter what, he couldn’t comprehend why ng Chuan was rely a martial arts family with several thousand Qi Blood points.

While he unleashed a massive Qi Blood value of over fifteen thousand points with his palm, why couldn’t he win!

Yet reality humbled him; this kid’s physical strength had reached a dreaded level capable of bridging the gap in Qi Blood.

Terrifying indeed...

Liu Sanduo, being a seasoned fighter, imdiately reacted in the mont of palm confrontation.

He stepped back, but his body surged forward, his solid arm carried a supple force, the arm sturdy like a rock seed to draw open a long curtain.

The fierce palm strike instantly shifted into an entangle, a lateral lock.

Exactly the classic maneuver of the Long Fist—"Iron Chains Across the River."

ng Chuan’s eyes lit up, Liu Sanduo’s technique was exceptionally skillful, igniting a burning passion within him.

Such pure martial arts "technique" competition only serves to make one’s blood boil!

As soone who had passed the martial arts will test and was steadfastly entrenched in the second limit senior realm, even Liu Sanduo felt the sa excitent in these couple of exchanges.

He leveraged the montum of the horizontal bars, his voice turning into a thunderous roar.

"Xiaong, brute strength alone isn’t enough!"

Liu Sanduo’s voice was like a grand bell, his eyes flashing with a radiant light, his fighting spirit ablaze.

With his disciple watching, there was no way a master like him could lose face!

His arms twisted like swimming dragons, Qi Strength flowing between his ten fingers, obviously mastering the Iron Chain Crosses River to its peak.

With a grin, ng Chuan thought of showing Liu his skill.

If that’s what was said, then...

In an instant!

All of ng Chuan’s Qi and Blood surged, gathering in his arms, swelling in an instant.

The thick, dark veins were stretched out like crouching tigers and coiling dragons.

He didn’t "fully release," only showing the physical changes from exerting full force.

ng Chuan’s fists descended, his front foot stomping, his back heel thrusting, forming fists like hamrs to strike the "iron chain."

With that exertion, the floating ice on the lake first tightened, then exploded, turning into a shower of frost filling the sky.

The imnse power transmitted from the Achilles heel to the waist, then from the waist to the hips, finally conducting from the hip bones to the arms and elbows, bursting forth section by section.

This was at the Limit-Breaking Level, no longer like a cannon shot.

But rather the starting move of a thunderous Cannon Fist — the Arching Thunder Clap!

As ng Chuan executed this move, an airwave suddenly enveloped all around.

His figure appeared to be three ters tall, but the montum continued to rise, as if connecting with the heavens and earth, resembling the incarnation of Pangu opening the world.

"Hiss... Brother Chuan is too fierce..."

In Chen Xuewu’s eyes, the powerful magnetic field ford by ng Chuan’s figure and aura was enough to scatter the spirit of a lower-rank Celestial Demon.

This was the prototype of Martial Arts Montum.

Although he didn’t understand the specifics, he saw that ng Chuan wasn’t far from Breaking Two.

"The second major limit..."

He was still so distance from the nine barriers, and when he broke through to beco a Martial Arts Family, Brother Chuan might be breaking through to Grandmaster...

Chen Xuewu felt this was a distinct possibility...

Facing this punch, Liu Sanduo felt it intensely.

This punch surged toward him; Liu Sanduo felt a force capable of splitting the heavens and earth, carrying ng Chuan’s unique Fist Strength and Fist Intent, pressing from all directions, leaving nowhere to hide.

He could only take it head-on!

In that instant, Liu Sanduo felt an illusion.

He felt he was not facing a one-limit Martial Arts Family mber, but a stronger two-limit master.

This was ng Chuan’s full-force strike, displaying a powerful life magnetic field combined with Martial Arts Will.

In Liu Sanduo’s perception, it was no less than the second major limit.

While shocked in his heart, he also exerted all his strength, gathering True Qi to block and separate.

When the iron chain t the strike, Liu Sanduo’s face flushed bright red, nearly suffocating from one breath.

ng Chuan’s power was not just comparable to a master Breaking Two.

With the augntation of various Hard Skills and energy, the force his entire body could unleash was terrifying.

Even though Liu Sanduo’s Qi and Blood, True Qi were all stronger than ng Chuan’s, so what?

The foundation was still supported by Power.

However, Liu Sanduo’s skills didn’t stop there.

At the mont he felt ng Chuan’s fist edge, his arms climbed up like a nimble monkey following the large veins on ng Chuan’s arms.

This was a grappling technique, a joint-twisting skill from the True Skill Level fist technique Liu Sanduo mastered, "Innate Qi Coiling Hands."

But ng Chuan had already sensed his intention.

He exerted force with his arms, expanded outwards, then flipped his elbows inward, wrapping back toward his own arms.

Creating an opening, his waist shot out like a drawn bow, with a thrust of the legs, twist of the waist, and a wrench of the hips, the fist force exploded in a very short ti!

"ng Style Baji" — Crossing Hamr!

"Good kid, that reflex..."

ng Chuan’s reaction speed made Liu Sanduo blush, but his "Extre Fist" martial arts title wasn’t given for nothing.

He established himself as a master of Xingyi with Baji Fist!

"Shake the Rivers Baji," it was his life foundation, a Perfection-level lower True Skill fist technique.

Sensing the Crossing Hamr, Liu Sanduo instinctively reacted.

His right arm lifted, smashing toward ng Chuan’s elbow, while his left palm crushed down, gathering True Qi toward the opponent’s chest.

Dragon Subduing Style, to rescue with a single side!

One move numbed the attacking hand’s nerves, another disrupted the heart rate, easily dissolving the offensive.

"Impressive..."

ng Chuan lifted his eyelids, seeing through Uncle Liu’s thod of defusing his punch.

This was a more "refined" Baji Fist path.

At the True Skill Level, he wanted to learn it.

Heart and mind stirred, as ng Chuan dodged the following Close Ground Elbow.

His body slipped like a willow floating on water, lightly tapped his toe on the broken ice lake surface, and smiled:

"Uncle Liu, if I win, will you teach that Baji?"

Liu Sanduo laughed heartily:

"If I enjoy the fight, I’ll teach you. Though it’s a unique fist technique of our Liu family, in my hands, no one can take it!"

Of course, the contemporary Patriarch of the Liu family, "Blazing Feathered Golden Crow Liu Yang" wasn’t present.

That’s why he dared to speak those words...

anwhile, Chen Xuewu’s head was covered in beads of sweat.

The spar between his master and ng Chuan was more nerve-wracking than watching so of the teachers at school.

The kind of martial artist who excels in short fights may not make a loud commotion.

But every move would catch the attention of knowledgeable watchers, gripping their hearts tightly.

Because it was too fast!

You never knew what would happen in the next second.

Boom!

Facing the sky-filling fist shadows thrown by ng Chuan, Liu Sanduo knew he had to unleash his full strength.