With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 428 - 393: Sinking Boat Ram! Defeating the Old Boxer

With a long howl, a surge of energy erupted from his inflating lungs.

The breath Liu Sanduo exhaled was guided by Martial Arts Montum, first adhering to his body, then settling onto his fists, steaming with heat.

To Chen Xuewu watching from the side, his master’s display at this mont was like a rice cooker suddenly releasing its steam.

His arms surged like turbulent waves, unleashing hundreds of fist strikes in a flash.

The scattered True Qi floated upwards, dyeing the sky a "verdant blue."

As it fell onto the water, it splashed droplets everywhere, streams gathering like spears from the lakebed, shooting out in rows, like "waves crashing against rocks."

At the sa ti, Liu Sanduo’s footwork was equally intricate, his left foot kicked upward while the right foot pivoted horizontally and firmly.

This peculiar stance made him seem like "rowing upstream," standing on the lake surface, not only unyielding to ng Chuan’s offensive but subtly trying to seize the rhythm.

ng Chuan’s eyes sparkled with excitent, his heart burning with fervor.

This sophisticated Baji fighting style might not be as devastating as the [Five Thunderclaps].

But for those who practice martial arts, how could brute force alone suffice?

He felt a little tempted to "go all out," to end this match sooner so he could learn more...

"Forget it, lest Uncle Liu thinks my victory is unworthy..."

With this thought, ng Chuan’s figure exploded once more.

The veins throughout his body bulged with exertion.

From his pores, thick, sticky white mist rose, and then his whole being was engulfed in black light, crashing into the Overpowering Baji formation.

ng Chuan intended to show Uncle Liu what true despair felt like...

Boom——!

A series of blows landed upon ng Chuan, and as the dust settled, both teacher and disciple felt a heaviness in their hearts.

ng Chuan’s entire being shimred with mysterious light, yet his body remained unmoved, without any change.

ng Chuan grinned, stamping heavily as he charged, pressure...continuing to close in on Liu Sanduo.

After throwing hundreds of punches, Liu Sanduo and his watching disciple Chen Xuewu saw the unyielding state of ng Chuan, their eyes wide open in shock.

"Damn... not even this can move him..."

As hard as steel, how is it possible?

He is at the second limit, not the first!

Liu Sanduo grit his teeth, his internal breath surged like a river.

A powerful howl escaped through clenched teeth, like the tide on the Qiantang River.

With the roar, Liu Sanduo’s body sank like a laden boat, stepping, rushing forward, his shoulders bursting with intense blue light.

His entire form was like a "sinking ship hitting a sandbank," crashing heavily forward.

This technique, Sinking Boat Lean, tore through the chilly wind with overwhelming force.

All his Martial Arts Montum was poured into this "lean," as imposing as a massive wave!

The [Sinking Boat Lean] is the killer move of the True Skill Baji!

Unlike the Baji’s—Iron Mountain Lean.

This was comprehended by the Liu ancestors of old, practicing Baji fist at the sea, fighting against the tides.

Through understanding fist intent, they mastered the True Skill Baji Fist.

Its montum is like waves, the fist intent like tides, under the imnse power of nature, yet it remains immovable like a true skill fist.

"Impressive."

ng Chuan nodded inwardly, appreciating the "human conquering heaven" spirit mixed within this fist montum.

As the Sinking Boat Lean crashed in, Liu Sanduo’s essence, energy, and spirit had ford a cohesive force, connecting "sound, might, force, montum" in a single burst, giving ng Chuan the spiritual shock of a great wave crashing down, with nowhere to escape.

In an instant, Liu Sanduo’s counterattack surged in!

As always, with his disciple watching nearby, he surely could not lose face and be defeated!

Faced with Uncle Liu’s fierce offensive, ng Chuan remained impassive.

His expression was sowhat serious, observing without joy or anger, carefully seeking out the "weakness" on Liu Sanduo’s body.

As the great ship was about to collide, suddenly ng Chuan’s bones cracked every joint.

He blocked from underneath with one hand, brushing past the opponent’s elbow, cleverly neutralizing the force.

Simultaneously twisting slightly to the right, he sidestepped the powerful incoming impact.

His combat experience was quite extensive, and in a flash, he figured out how to resolve the situation.

The so-called Sinking Boat Lean is a downward pressing montum, enveloping with the heavy ship of the waves crash down.

While ng Chuan’s Baji technique [Flip and Block Hamr], gathered force from below to support and brace.

No matter the killer move, as long as it could be stopped, then let’s see whose strength is greater!

Bang——!

The two were like two beams of shooting stars in the sky, fiercely crossing!

"Crack"...

This was the sound erupting from ng Chuan’s body, the black armor on him cracked everywhere.

Already shattered by the Martial Arts killer move of a second limit master.

This sound brought joy to Chen Xuewu’s heart as he watched from the side.

"Is Master going to win..."

The thing he feared most did not happen, it would be one thing if he couldn’t beat ng Chuan.

But if even Master wasn’t a match for the opponent, it would genuinely dishearten him...

However, ng Chuan rely blushed, remaining unmoved and taking the hit.

He let his left arm fall while his form slid to the right rear like a phantom.

Evading Liu Sanduo’s next strike, he raised his head and breathed out like a giant whale, causing the entire man-made lake to rumble and quake with his breath control.

ng Chuan had figured it out; if he couldn’t play Baji against Uncle Liu, couldn’t he use Five Elents?

Both his fists swung downward, the Water Attribute energy surged like a dragon stirring a pool, even before the fists reached, the lake surface exploded with waves a hundred feet high!

Right fist pulled back, azure True Qi linked with the tides below, enveloping ng Chuan’s whole body, converging, spinning, entwining.

Like the ergence of a sea god, accompanied by waves.

In Liu Sanduo’s eyes, as this fist stance condensed, ng Chuan seed to transform.

His aura and presence were incomparably dignified, like the king of the water.

This is "borrowing montum," a rather profound ntal realm in the Five Elents Fist.

Liu Sanduo’s face was solemn, he could feel the spiritual power contained within this fist stance.

This power was about to pour out towards him entirely...

He vaguely heard the sound of the tide in his ears, it was ng Chuan coming on the waves.

Boom!

The explosive sound resounded once more, kidney water energy and water attribute true qi intertwined, wrapped on the arm, fiercely striking Liu Sanduo’s body!

Bang!

Their hands clashed, the air slicing through, akin to the intense sound of waves crashing.

Both were borrowing the entire lake’s water to display their martial arts.

Upon contact, Liu Sanduo’s knee joint sank, nearly tumbling off the water’s surface.

A flash of disbelief crossed his eyes, was his Perfection-level Baji True Skill’s killing move just blocked like that?

Moreover, could still launch a mad counterattack!

ng Chuan grinned, it had been a long ti since he fought so vigorously.

Yet, in terms of fist skills, Uncle Liu’s strength was even mightier than Master Lu’s, truly formidable!

So... blocked this move of sinking the boat.

"Next, it’s my turn..."

Ti to show Uncle Liu what "Overlapping Waves Shattering Rock Fist" really ans!

ng Chuan’s fist stance beca increasingly fierce, Liu Sanduo finally couldn’t withstand the pressure, retreating half a step backward.

In that instant, ng Chuan continued to surge forward, launching countless fist shadows.

Every punch of his was enveloped with surging waves, each one bursting out with extre force that captivated the soul.

ng Chuan elaborated on the Five Elents’ Kidney Water Fist Skill, as if narrating within the fist intent, telling the opponent.

The grand montum was set, unshakable!

Liu Sanduo floated on the lake’s surface, closing his eyes as if he were amidst the vast ocean, the wave about to co!

Though his heart and spirit were calm, this was the fundantal quality of a martial artist.

However... under ng Chuan’s overwhelming montum, the body relayed the sound of "creaking" disintegration.

It was as if a grand building was collapsing...

This was a profound confrontation in montum and ntal realm between two martial arts masters through fists and kicks.

"I must hold on, Xuewu is watching from the side..."

Liu Sanduo gritted his teeth, forcibly intercepting all of ng Chuan’s offensive.

anwhile, he fiercely suppressed that overwhelming wave ntal realm within his heart.

How steadfast is the will of a martial arts grandmaster!

If it were any lesser opponents, under ng Chuan’s offensive, their hearts would have crumbled, acknowledging the grand montum was lost.

But Liu Sanduo tightly held his ntal defense line.

Like a petrel in the storm, he stood firm and unyielding.

Just waiting for the storm to pass, skies clear...

However, just as he blocked a bizarre penetrating punch, ng Chuan exploded once more!

The rippling effect of [Moisture Breath].

[Everything touched by the fist edge will leave an almost imperceptible watermark, subsequent water attribute punches can increntally add to the damage, up to five layers.]

"Break!"

A sharp shout burst from ng Chuan, his whole body enveloped by the water force, like a surfer threading the tides.

A column of water in the lake exploded and flew apart with this high-pitched sound.

When the tide marks fully layered, the entire man-made lake’s water seed lifted by an invisible hand, forming a vast circular water curtain.

ng Chuan’s montum peaked at this mont, riding backward waves, leaping high in the air.

All the water attribute true qi compressed in his right fist into a pinpoint showy blue glow, delivering a punch with overwhelming destruction!

This punch resembled the final straw that broke the cal’s back.

Thoroughly shattering Liu Sanduo’s final defense.

The blue brilliance emitted by the fist edge, with icy power, crushed Liu Sanduo’s sturdy defense, landing on his chest.

Bang—!

The second-limited martial arts grandmaster, indulged in Baji Fist for decades, ultimately couldn’t block this punch.

The final strike of the "Overlapping Waves Shattering Rock Fist" hit his chest head-on, Liu Sanduo’s form stiffened upright.

Like an inverted sword, plunged into the lake bed without stirring even a ripple...

...

"Master!"

From the lakeside, Chen Xuewu’s voice first filled with disbelief, then turned anxious and concerned.

He could hardly believe at first that Master had lost.

Then he worried whether Master was killed by ng Chuan’s punch...

What Chen Xuewu feared most didn’t happen, small bubbles arose on the water, then an arc burst open, and Liu Sanduo shot out from within.

ng Chuan stood on the water’s surface with his toes, hands behind his back, with no intention to continue.

In his perception, the opponent’s montum had already fallen to the bottom.

Uncle Liu was defeated.

As ng Chuan anticipated, Liu Sanduo first struggled to stand afloat on the water.

Then he staggered, unable to support his form, staggered to the shore, crouched down, clutching his chest, eyes filled with incredulity.

Chen Xuewu hurried to his side, his concern unspeakable.

"Rest assured, cough... just an external injury, a couple of days’ rest will be fine."

The disciple comforted him, and Liu Sanduo spoke up, not wanting him to worry further.

"Are you okay, Uncle Liu..."

ng Chuan was a bit embarrassed...