With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 429 - 394: Jiang-Shaking Eight Extremes, The Theory

Originally, I thought I hadn’t fully unleashed my body’s potential.

Nor did I use a powerful attack like the "Bing Fire Yang Thunder".

But unexpectedly, it still brought severe damage to Uncle Liu’s body...

He underestimated my strength, underestimated the power that these "small traits" can unleash when combined.

Upon hearing this, Liu Sanduo’s expression was initially a bit dejected.

Then he gave ng Chuan a thumbs-up, grinned, and said:

"Cough... you kid, you’re really damn impressive."

His voice sounded both like a sigh of emotion and a lant of old age.

Liu Sanduo was a bit convinced by ng Chuan, this new generation...

ng Chuan saw Uncle Liu’s pale face and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

With a flick of his right finger, a Cloud Water Pill fell into his mouth.

Liu Sanduo claid it was just superficial wounds, which Chen Xuewu couldn’t see through.

But he could also tell that this punch had sowhat injured his internal organs.

"Uncle Liu, this is a Great Pill-level healing elixir. Just refine it with ease, and at most... you’ll fully recover in about seven days."

As ng Chuan spoke, he still felt a bit embarrassed.

After all, it was the New Year...

Liu Sanduo initially wanted to refuse, but the Cloud Water Pill was already at his throat, so he couldn’t exactly cough it back up...

After swallowing it, he waved his hand and said:

"It’s okay, I know my own body well. Don’t bla yourself for losing to you.

Alright, I’ll orally convey the essentials of the ’Shake the River Baji’, you have a solid foundation in Baji, just practice it on your own, cough cough..."

In martial arts sparring, injuries are inevitable.

ng Chuan saw that Uncle Liu had sowhat regained his energy, so he nodded and listened earnestly to the other party’s discourse.

"...cough cough, did you rember? Also, do you know how to use a spear? The Baji Six Harmonies Spear."

ng Chuan nodded and then shook his head.

He knew how to wield a spear, had self-taught so from Long Fist and Baji, but had never systematically learned it.

"Co to my place later, I’ll get you the spear manual for practice. How can you learn Baji without practicing the Six Harmonies Spear?

Cough cough... if we were to duel with weapons, I’d surely let you witness the prowess of my spear..."

"...Thanks, Uncle Liu, please go back and rest first."

ng Chuan thought that if he put on the Third Grade True Martial Fist Blade, Uncle Liu would probably be displeased again...

anwhile, Chen Xuewu stood by, also listening to his master’s lecture on the ’Shake the River Baji Fist’.

Yet it seed as if he was listening to a heavenly book.

Though it was just a low-level True Skill, the martial principles within were still beyond the understanding of an ordinary martial artist.

Chen Xuewu could only grasp its form, not its essence.

ng Chuan, however, kept nodding frequently, nearly comprehending the principles of Baji Fist to the fullest extent.

Liu Sanduo forced out a smile, saying:

"Looking at you, it seems you don’t have any major issues left.

Originally, the boxing manual is at the old ho of the Liu family. Just let know if you want to experience the true essence of martial arts, and I’ll fetch it for you."

"No need, thanks, Uncle Liu."

"Alright then, practice on your own."

This battle nearly cost half of my old life.

Liu Sanduo barely managed to finish speaking, with Chen Xuewu supporting him to stand up.

ng Chuan clasped his fist in apology, and Liu Sanduo waved it off, turning around to leave.

"When your master returns, let’s have a al together. His excellent disciple gave quite the pounding, I’m going to feast him hard!"

"...Really sorry about that."

ng Chuan’s face showed considerable embarrassnt.

"I’m leaving now, you practice well. Only when you can surpass in Baji will I willingly accept my age."

Liu Sanduo was quite competitive indeed...

ng Chuan clasped his fist with a smile, "Take care and recover well, I will definitely carry forward the ’Shake the River Baji’."

He planned to practice this thod and later integrate it with other Baji techniques to craft his own Baji path.

After the battle.

Due to the imnse force of their duel, many within Huayun Prefecture braved the cold to co out and watch.

ng Chuan initially intended to practice his fist technique on the spot until getting started.

Seeing this, he could only move stealthily, disappearing without a trace.

...

At the attic at ho.

ng Chuan recalled what Uncle Liu had just said, moving his fists and feet to lightly try out.

"Shake the River... this is the montum of the entire new Baji boxing path.

Every punch and kick, every elbow and lean, must carry the awe-inspiring power of shaking rivers, lakes, and seas.

It retains the toughness of traditional fist techniques while incorporating imagery of rivers and seas.

And this grand aning of the great rivers and seas is the fundantal concept aiding its entry into True Skill."

As his thoughts flashed like a bolt of electricity, he imdiately comprehended everything clearly.

"Rolling Waves Hamr, Broken Cable Elbow, Helm Punch, Lock River Hand, Explore Seas Palm, and the final True Skill killer move, Sinking Boat Lean.

Though there are only seven moves in total, the moves form a seamless whole, undoubtedly a complete set of True Skill level fist techniques."

Rembering Professor Li, who deceitfully claid the incomplete Molten Core Fla Burst Fist was a complete version, infuriated him.

Comparing the two, Liu Shòu was indeed the true ally.

Thinking of this, ng Chuan felt more ashad about the earlier incident...

Luckily, with the Cloud Water Pill, Uncle Liu could recover in a few days, or he would have been too ashad to face the master and disciple pair again...

"..."

Coming back to his senses, ng Chuan focused on learning the fist technique, setting aside other thoughts.

He gingerly gestured a few tis, only stretching his arms slightly.

The gust of force swirled within the room, roaring loudly.

If he exerted his full strength, the entire house would be demolished by him...

Regrettably, ng Chuan opened the window and leaped outside, still needing to find a deserted place to practice his fist technique.

If it attracted spectators, let them watch if they liked; it ultimately wasn’t as convenient as on Lishan Mountain.

He cleared his mind of distractions, and his montum instantly surged.

With a low roar and a lunge, his body burst with power, and his fist sliced forward like a razor.

The shadow of the fist charged like a great wave, each punch overshadowing the last, erupting with the tremor of "waves halting flying boats."

His feet followed swiftly, advancing as if treading on waves, bringing his form close to where his fist’s edge had been.

Then, using his elbow as a "bollard," he turned his body, twisting his waist and striking horizontally.

Like the explosive force when a ship’s cable snaps, it blasted the air into a void.

Frightening Wave Hamr, seamlessly connected with the Broken Cable Elbow, was incredibly smooth.

With a foundation in Baji Fist, ng Chuan found learning this low-level True Skill fist technique not difficult.

After studying for an hour, he could skillfully and mindlessly perform every move except for the [Sinking Boat Dependence] killing strike.

After practicing five more tis, the martial arts entry prompt echoed in his mind as the technique was absorbed.

He continued to strike while the iron was hot, reinforcing what he had learned.

The crowd around him grew, but ng Chuan paid no mind, imrsed in the boxing, freely sweating.

"Tsk, tsk, this young man looks familiar..."

"ng Chuan, old man, do you rember Steel Lance Xiaong?"

The elder suddenly understood:

"Oh~ him, I rember. This kid is really impressive. His punches are well-ford, just like our family’s Yuan."

"...You’re right."

The middle-aged man beside him did not retort, speaking with resignation.

As one of the top communities in Yong’an, those living in Huayun Prefecture were either wealthy or "able to fight."

This middle-aged man was "Yuan’s" martial arts teacher at school, a small expert of the Nine Gates of Qi and Blood.

The montum surrounding ng Chuan was already formidable; if he stepped within ten feet, he might be torn apart by the terrifying force and presence.

If it were "Yuan" instead, there wouldn’t even be a trace left...

ng Chuan didn’t bother with what others thought. Hearing the constant proficiency 1% notification in his mind, he just felt satisfied!

The boxing practice ended at three in the afternoon.

He had been at it for five hours straight, even missing lunch, yet did not feel tired at all.

Only then did he rember his heart thod class for the day, so he hurried ho.

Before settling down, he glanced at the panel, curious about what traits the Limit Break of this fist technique could bring.

[Rattling Rivers Baji: Elentary (8%) → (9%) Awaiting Limit Break]

[Limit Break Trait: Overturning River (Interdiate)]

ng Chuan nodded secretly. Whether a low-level True Skill could gain high-level traits, he wasn’t sure.

But even an interdiate trait, the words "Overturning River" were enough to excite.

After countless Limit Breaks, ng Chuan roughly understood the significance behind the trait na of this fist technique.

"If river water represents [soft], then Overturning River uses force to conquer softness.

No matter how many tis they transform force to soft force, I will break through with one punch. Other effects aside, it will surely enhance my forceful fist intent..."

This was what he needed—a strong trait for real combat, capable of raising his upper limits.

"Perhaps it might even enhance Baji or Water Elent Fist comprehension; that would be a bonus..."

Back ho, ng Chuan first cald the Qi and Blood brought about by the entry into the fist technique.

Entering the True Skill level of a fist technique could likewise generate new Qi and Blood.

Though not much, it was comparable to the mastery or completion of third-rate fists, providing significant improvent.

Fist techniques, especially at the True Skill tier.

The stimulation from each breakthrough rises dramatically.

As Grandmaster Chen Qiushui had previously said, the more advanced the fist technique, the more it stimulates the body to produce Qi and Blood.

For example, a set of first-rate fist techniques from entry to perfection gives the body two to three hundred units of Qi and Blood.

Thus, low-level True Skill fist techniques can be two to four tis as effective, their advantages varying greatly based on bodily stimulation.

Interdiate True Skills are several tis that of low levels... The higher the fist technique tier, the more frighteningly it boosts Qi and Blood.

Thus, if a martial arts family only focuses on low-level fist techniques, they cannot beco "Martial Arts Masters."

The second limit value reaches tens of thousands of Qi and Blood units.

Even with a core technique as the main channel for boosting Qi and Blood.

Practicing True Skill fist techniques is still necessary to achieve completion of the second limit’s Qi and Blood.

ng Chuan looked at the panel; including [Rattling Rivers Baji], he had currently mastered two complete and one partial True Skill fist techniques.

"Excluding the incomplete lting Core Fla Burst Fist, I wonder how much Qi and Blood the remaining two can give ..."

However, ng Chuan wasn’t particularly concerned about this aspect.

He had the Martial Extre True Inheritance, and the Hidden Martial Pavilion at United University had abundant cultivation techniques, enough to et his future Qi and Blood needs.

What he needed to do was search among them for True Skills that could bring stronger traits relatively.

Learning them all, then selecting what to excel at via the panel, seed a good strategy...

However, so high-difficulty fist techniques, such as interdiate and advanced True Skills.

Other than Five Elents Fist, he currently lacked the martial doctrine for the rest.

For entry, he needed to find teachers who mastered the respective fist techniques and spend credits to learn with them.

To learn them all, he’d go broke...

...

Before practicing heart thod, ng Chuan’s phone chid with a ssage.

Opening it brought a smile to his face:

[Luo Guanyun: Disciple, I’m flying in the sky and will reach Yong’an tomorrow night.]

ng Chuan grinned knowingly.

It had been a while since he’d seen his master in person, and he missed him.

To maintain secrecy for this operation, Luo Guanyun had traveled without any transport, relying on his body to fly back and forth.

Grandmaster’s true Gang Qi was limited.

Flying from Japan’s Kyushu, he had to rest montarily in Shanghai before proceeding.

ng Chuan reminded his master to watch the road while flying and not to play with his phone and drift off course...

After replying to his master’s ssage, he set the phone down.

The United University task system chid with a "ding," pushing a new notification.

[Ordinary Task]

[Task Issuer: Fujian City Police Departnt.]

[Task Objective: Investigate the reason behind the disappearance of the "Fei Xing Martial Hall" owner in Fujian City. Note: The owner’s strength is at the second great limit, a senior martial arts figure.]

[Task Ti: Upon task acceptance, the Fujian City Police Departnt will notify further.]

[Task Reward: 2500 credits; any rewards gained during the task are decided by the participants, except for Celestial Demon and Demon Path items.]