With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 440 - 405: New Curios, Martial Arts Momentum, About

ng Chuan listened to the powerful female martial artist of the past, calling him "senior."

He smiled and said:

"It’s fine, I’ll sit for a while and wait for Principal Yang, Teacher An can go about her business first."

An Jing slightly turned her body, slowly leaving.

Although her current role is the secretary to the principal of Yong’an campus.

The reason for such a low attitude is partly due to so small misunderstandings earlier.

On the other hand, the other party is the only Martial Extre True Inheritance of the Yong’an campus.

Moreover, ng Chuan’s various achievents are well-known throughout the campus.

Such a top-level prodigy in martial arts, suppressing countless peers and geniuses, is truly "peerless in the sa generation."

Such a person is far from stopping at the Grandmaster Realm.

Whether they beco a Celestial King or a Martial Arts Great Saint, no one can fathom their future.

Therefore, her attitude must be good, to satisfy Senior ng Chuan.

Walking out of the principal’s office suite, An Jing’s nails dug deep into her palm, a bitter yet enlightening realization ca to her.

Perhaps transferring to an administrative position wasn’t shirking, but a clear choice after recognizing one’s limits...

...

ng Chuan didn’t know that in a short ti, An Jing had imagined so much.

With nothing to do, it’s good to practice standing postures.

He contemplated the Five Elents martial theory, feeling the extension of the ridians in his body, unaware of the ti passing.

At so point, a voice ca into his mind:

"You’ve waited long enough, co in, Xiaong."

Principal Yang, wearing a loose United University Flying Dragon uniform, gestured for ng Chuan to sit down and said.

"I sent a visiting letter before the New Year, this is the reply from Wudang and Shaolin, take a look."

ng Chuan took it and found that both sects expressed a warm welco for his visit.

Especially Shaolin, constantly praising him as the "Son of Buddha."

The intention to recruit him was evident in their words.

Seeing this, Yang Huan couldn’t help but remind:

"Wudang is fine, but be careful when you go to Shaolin. These monks are very adept at winning hearts, don’t forget that the United University is your ho."

ng Chuan nodded and touched his bald head, feeling as if Principal Yang was scolding him too...

Yang Huan’s ti was precious, so he urged ng Chuan to quickly raise any cultivation questions he had.

ng Chuan was straightforward as well, and they spent nearly half an hour in conversation.

Before leaving, Yang Huan handed ng Chuan a completely black, round stone emitting a faint blue glow.

"This is a one-ti wonder [Shadow Stone], the surface’s blue glow is my full-power Martial Arts True Gang.

It contains three full-strength strikes from , which can be unleashed instantly upon contact with martial will. After three uses, it will break and be destroyed."

"Thank you, Principal."

ng Chuan was thrilled, this item was like the life-saving artifact gifted to talented disciples going down the mountain in folktales.

This ti, he truly had a solid trump card.

Lao Yang’s full-force explosion, likely no one could withstand below the rank of a Celestial King.

Yang Huan smiled and said:

"You are the Martial Extre True Inheritance, this is the protective asure every true inheritance receives when traveling, no need for courtesy."

But Yang Huan didn’t ntion that when other true inheritances went down the mountain.

They received a lower-level Shadow Stone, only containing a single strong strike.

Considering ng Chuan’s propensity for trouble, combined with his extraordinary talent.

Lao Yang still reluctantly gave the best Shadow Stone for ng Chuan’s use.

This one-ti wonder is also not cheap.

Excluding his service fee, just a high-quality Shadow Stone that can activate three tis costs over a billion.

ng Chuan put the Shadow Stone away close to his body and left the principal’s office.

He hadn’t slept last night, staying up all night practicing standing postures, and just discussed martial theory with Principal Yang for half a day, now training fists and body refinent was sowhat exhausting.

After so thought, right now Grandmaster Chen Qiushui is holding the usual weekly martial theory class.

It might still be ongoing, so he got up and set off.

Upon reaching Martial Virtue Tower, he saw the grandmaster class students coming down in small groups.

ng Chuan knew he was late.

"Forget it, I’ll go back and practice so low-intensity Five Elents Fist."

Just as he turned, he heard Chen Qiushui’s voice forming a thin line, entering his ear:

"Co to my office."

...

Office.

"Having broken through the second limit, work hard in your cultivation and surpass us old relics one day."

Chen Qiushui looked at the tall student in front of her, feeling a sense of wonder.

As ng Chuan’s ntor, she understood better than most how terrifying ng Chuan’s talent was.

His body seed to possess endless potential, never fully tapped, the depths unseen.

Upon hearing this, ng Chuan smiled wryly and respectfully insisted he did not dare.

After speaking, Chen Qiushui, clad in a neat martial arts uniform, stood before him.

Her Qi Blood surged like an abyss, her invisible Martial Arts Montum nearly solidifying in the room.

Her gaze was as tranquil as an ancient well, yet ng Chuan felt as if gazed upon by the entire heavens and earth.

Although her height barely reached his shoulder, the terrifying aura she projected.

Made ng Chuan feel he was looking up at a towering mountain, instinctively arousing admiration.

This was the aura released by a Martial Arts Grandmaster, unlike the sharp intimidation of the second or third limit.

But grand and majestic like a towering mountain, encompassing all like the vast sky.

Chen Qiushui’s aura slowly retracted, and she asked:

"This is my aura magnetic field, how does it feel?"

ng Chuan thought for a mont, then mused:

"It’s too heavy, with a texture that returns to simplicity and authenticity."

The master had previously demonstrated the montum of a Martial Arts Grandmaster to him.

But at that ti, he was only at the first limit, barely sensitive to willpower, much less understanding what "montum" was.

Chen Qiushui nodded secretly, ng Chuan’s comprehension is indeed good. Teaching such a student is pleasant.

Entrusted by Luo Guanyun, today she was giving a special lesson to his disciple.

Explaining the control and application of Martial Arts Montum.

This is a compulsory course for the second limit and also a fundantal one.

"Continue to use your mind to sense carefully, pay attention to the changes in montum."

Saying this, Chen Qiushui raised her right arm, a luminous blue light flowed from the base of the arm to her palm, enveloping her entire arm in a seamless circle.

Then, she assud a starting stance of the Elephant Form Fist unknown to ng Chuan.

As the fist clenched tightly, the montum exploded forth.

A green bird, with wings floating amidst clouds, manifested with the montum, circling once around the body before returning within.

"This is my Sparrow Form montum, also a Martial Arts Montum.

Although it differs sowhat from the Xingyi Sect, their activation thods are the sa. Do you have any insights?"

ng Chuan nodded and said:

"May I ask Grandmaster Chen to demonstrate once more, so the student can ponder carefully."

Not understanding, he’d ask; he never pretends to understand.

"Sure."

As soon as she finished speaking, the green bird soared skyward once more.

Following Chen Qiushui’s guidance, it darted out the window, scattering the clouds and turning into specks of green light as it vanished.

Recondensing its form, it appeared on the window ledge.

The bird circled around, chirping continuously.

Next mont, it hovered steadily on Chen Qiushui’s shoulder.

Its head moved up and down in a human-like manner, helping her tidy the disheveled locks loosened during the exertion.

She continued the demonstration while pointing out:

"Martial Arts Montum is just a general term. In fact, it’s a fusion of Power, True Qi, and Fist Stance into a tangible product.

And the Fist Stance in a fist skill is the [concrete focal point] of the Martial Arts Montum, while the Martial Arts Montum is the [source of power] of the Fist Stance.

With flexible application, the two rge, just like I am doing now, bringing the Sparrow Form montum to life, relying on the Fist Stance to advance and coexist.

The montum of the Xingyi Sect is more like bringing the invisible magnetic field around you to life. It can be a fiercely destructive montum of an avalanche, or the resilient montum of water flowing through stone, or..."

ng Chuan nodded frequently, though Grandmaster Chen was from a different school than him.

Her teaching ability was top-notch, and he fully understood.

After watching Chen Qiushui’s demonstration, ng Chuan pondered in his heart:

"To master Martial Arts Montum, I should start with compressing the magnetic field of montum around my body.

Condense it, gather it on the tip of the fist, then try to combine it with the Fist Stance, and finally bring my montum to life..."

"Try it, find the problems through practice."

Chen Qiushui withdrew the green bird back into her body, gently speaking.

"Okay, should we change location first, Grandmaster Chen? I’m worried I won’t be able to control it..."

He was prepared to try his forte, the Fire Attribute Fist.

Afraid he might lose control and set Grandmaster Chen’s office... on fire.

"No worries, with here, you may proceed freely."

Her two-hundred-square-ter office space was more than enough for ng Chuan to practice Martial Arts Montum.

"Alright, here I go then."

With those words, ng Chuan imdiately summoned his internal energy, erupting it into Fire Attribute True Qi encircling his arm.

His Martial Arts will was compressing the magnetic field of montum around his body, producing a grating and explosive creak.

"Don’t let the two resist each other, adapt to nature, carefully understand these four words."

Upon hearing Chen Qiushui’s guidance, ng Chuan tried to relax.

First to comfort, then to slowly guide, rather than forcibly suppress.

"That’s the way."

Chen Qiushui nodded secretly.

The montum magnetic field was being urged by a pair of invisible hands, gathering on the arm.

As the Fist Stance gradually ford, the crimson True Qi condensed into fiery patterns on the fist’s tip, each breath raised scorching heat waves.

Chen Qiushui’s eyes flashed with approval.

Truly a top-level martial arts genius, grasping the essence so quickly.

The flowing fire burned stronger and stronger, ascending from pale red to gold-red, and even extending towards pure gold.

ng Chuan’s face was tense; this change wasn’t a manifestation of his outstanding Martial Arts Montum.

Rather, he couldn’t control it, about to explode...

Chen Qiushui glanced again, seeing ng Chuan on the verge of exploding, and smiled:

"No matter, just release it."

ng Chuan thought so too, with a Grandmaster keeping watch, there’s nothing to fear.

Then he punched out, the tip of his fist suddenly bursting into dazzling golden light.

The flowing fire erupted like a volcanic explosion, instantly turning the entire office into a crimson-gold color.

The violent Fist Stance transford into a ten-zhang* fiery wave sweeping forth, and upon eruption, it was all absorbed by the small sparrow on Chen Qiushui’s shoulder, nullified into nothing.

This was his montum of raging flas, if surrounded by more Fire Attribute spiritual energy in the environnt.

It could spread into fifty or even a hundred-zhang** of blazing flas.

Chen Qiushui didn’t disturb his contemplation, silently waiting nearby.

ng Chuan pondered in his heart:

"Whether it’s the impact of the fist itself or the bursting of True Qi, they are ultimately physical ans of attack.

Yet, this Martial Arts Montum, mixed together, is more like a [spiritual pressure] borrowed from the heavens and earth...

Aside from encircling the fist tip with Martial Arts Montum for a powerful dual-strike, this seems more like a [high-level Fist Stance].

I can also attach it to my body, to further suppress the opponent’s Qi blood and will, this is the true bursting of montum."

*Note: ’zhang’ is a traditional Chinese unit of length equivalent to about 3.3 ters or 11 feet.