With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 448 - 413: Two Swords, Overwhelming Oppression!

While pouring tea, he closely observed the two of them.

The two had similar physiques, both slender and resilient like a lone pine on a steep peak.

In short, skinny dogs...

Chen Xuan held the sword on his lap, while Zheng Chengcheng casually had it at his waist.

Monchuan could understand, considering Chen Xuan had a Grade Four Grandmaster True Martial.

It was expensive, and needed to be cherished.

Zheng Chengcheng took a sip of tea and continuously praised it, comparing it to the eighteen-thousand-dollar "Saint Craftsman."

"Long ti no see, Brother ng."

Zheng Chengcheng seed to have matured a lot; the forrly aloof deanor of a wealthy family was gone.

It was unclear whether this was due to a calming change in his personality or if two failed experiences taught him to assess situations better.

Monchuan laughed and said:

"Long ti no see Brother Zheng, and Brother Chen, thank you for providing with the talent pool information the other day."

"You’re welco; even without it, you could have been selected normally."

Chen Xuan had a deadpan expression, only focusing on drinking tea without speaking.

He was not skilled at socializing and focused solely on practicing martial arts.

Afterward, Monchuan and Zheng Chengcheng had a fruitful exchange about the Second Limit insights.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, as Chen Xuan couldn’t integrate into the conversation.

For harmonious task progression later on, he proactively asked:

"Both of you joined the talent pool earlier than I did. I have a question I’d like to ask."

Zheng Chengcheng nodded with a smile and said:

"Brother ng, feel free to ask."

"After proposing for a spot in the national talent pool, is discovering a temple a necessary condition for selection?"

He was quite curious about this.

After all, temples are not as common as cabbage, not every Demon Nest has one, and not every genius has the chance to encounter one.

Chen Xuan knew a thing or two and proactively said:

"You can say that, yes. Because temple affairs are secretive, the internet has diverse opinions on the selection criteria for the national talent pool.

The state will preliminarily review candidates to confirm they et the potential and talent threshold, guiding them towards discovering temples or matters related to magic contamination."

As the grandson of the Celestial King, Zheng Chengcheng also knew the inside information, supplenting:

"Unless the proposer remains forever isolated, the state will eventually let them know these secrets."

Monchuan nodded, so that’s how it was.

To join the national talent pool and grow quickly.

The key is to complete state tasks to earn special battle achievents.

Knowing matters related to "Magic Contamination, Temples" is the prerequisite for these tasks.

Monchuan nodded, indicating he understood.

He speculated that discovering the temple of Brahma within Yellow Sand 011 might not be a coincidence but more likely inevitable.

He thought about the sandstorm in the Demon Nest, driving him towards the "Temple" direction...

Of course, this was just a speculation.

After all, the sandstorms brought by Yellow Sand Sky are unique to Demon Nests, with no ans of human control.

After Zheng Chengcheng finished speaking, Chen Xuan turned to ng Chuan and said:

"My cousin said, you told to bring it on, so here I am, shall we find a place to try it out?

It just so happens that this task requires selecting a team leader, let’s solve this as well."

Monchuan nodded, agreeing with a smile.

"Let’s try, just might die then."

After holding an arena match within the school, sparring with various Martial Arts teachers.

Monchuan had a thorough understanding of his abilities after breaking through.

Without activating the liberation form, he could fiercely battle Second Limit peaks with over twenty thousand Qi and Blood Value for an extended ti, eventually relying on stamina.

He could simultaneously thrash ordinary Second Limits, instantly defeat new Second Limits like himself, yet be thrashed by Third Limits.

When unleashing full firepower with [Liberation], within the sa realm, no one could be his match for even a move!

The ultimate liberation of 350% muscle augntation was too terrifying.

It placed his strength and speed far above Second Limits, yet just below Third Limits, an uncomfortable level.

Not to ntion the vast Qi and Blood Value difference, post-three mutations’ musculature, and either Intention or Dharma appearances’ blessings, he couldn’t withstand them currently.

Upon hearing Chen Xuan’s remarks, Zheng Chengcheng interjected:

"Hold on, I want to spar with Brother ng too. My family has high expectations of , though I’ve lost twice before, third ti’s the charm.

I hope Brother Chen lets go first, lest Brother ng thinks I won without rit."

Chen Xuan glanced over and said nonchalantly:

"You’ve lost twice already, why bother fighting, let go first."

"Still, let go first; you may have too much confidence in your Divine Weapon, but relying on external objects for Martial Arts is not the Great Path."

As a Celestial King’s grandson, he hadn’t used the Grade Four True Martial, so how could Chen Xuan’s class use it?

Chen Xuan said:

"That’s not right; I can fight unard without using weapons, I know a thing or two about fists and feet."

"It’s beyond your control, let go first."

"Nonsense, I can handle it!"

"You..."

ng Chuan silently sipped his tea:

"Do these two think I just broke through and really treat as a soft persimmon to be squeezed at will..."

Being the team leader is sothing he must achieve.

points of extra special battle achievents are equivalent to several ntal cultivation elixirs, he had to get it.

Given this, it’s better to make them entirely convinced, obediently following orders during the mission process.

The arrogance of geniuses must be properly defeated...

With this thought, ng Chuan stood up and interrupted the "I’ll go first" debate, placing his palms on their shoulders:

"I think you two don’t need to argue, co at together."

The two froze montarily, then looked at each other speechlessly.

Then, Zheng Chengcheng shook his head and said:

"Brother ng, your joke is a bit too arrogant."

Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes, tapping his fingertips on the scabbard:

"Brother ng, are you looking down on soone?"

ng Chuan remained silent, rely shaking his aura slightly.

In an instant, the air within the entire room began to scorch.

An oppressive atmosphere enveloped the entire place, with the winds and clouds shifting unpredictably.

At this mont, both of them felt only one thing in their hearts.

Pressure, an incomparably imnse pressure!

...

anwhile, Xu Qingfeng, who had gained the appreciation of Taoist Qi, was secretly working hard in the back mountain, preparing to astonish everyone.

Suddenly, he saw three figures flash by from afar.

One of them had a familiar aura, it was Lao ng.

The other two were unfamiliar, but the aura they carried was equally formidable, completely capable of crushing him.

They were definitely of the Two Limits rank masters, and not ordinary martial artists...

"What are these three up to, running to the back mountain in broad daylight..."

Xu Qingfeng was curious and hesitated for a mont before deciding to follow them for a look.

After the martial artist’s physique undergoes transformation, it’s not just a boost in power and defense.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, and he could see the three standing still from a distance, then nimbly climbed onto a nearby large tree to observe from a high vantage point.

...

ng Chuan, accompanied by Zheng Chengcheng and Chen Xuan, arrived at a vast open wasteland where he often practiced his martial arts.

All three were masters of the Two Limits. The open environnt here was allowing them to use their full force freely.

ng Chuan said calmly:

"We still have tasks to complete, shall we just go through the motions, make it quick?"

"Alright."

Chen Xuan, a man of few words, slowly distanced himself, ready for action.

The montum ng Chuan exhibited indoors just now was terrifying.

Absolutely a formidable foe!

He didn’t seem like soone who had just broken through to the Two Limits, but more like an experienced master adept in the flexible use of montum, nearly reaching the peak of the Intention’s Embryo.

However, ng Chuan’s Qi Blood intensity didn’t lie, but why was it so? Chen Xuan could only describe him as a "freak."

At the sa ti, Zheng Chengcheng remained silent.

His Heart Spirit, however, was on high alert, ready to exert himself at any mont.

Having been defeated by ng Chuan twice before, how could he be an ordinary person?

The stronger the opponent, the easier he actually felt internally.

After two confrontations, to outsiders, he vaguely had the deanor of being just below the "One ng."

"But today, you are too confident..."

Zheng Chengcheng pondered.

Chen Xuan’s strength was definitely formidable, he had heard of this Martial Extre True Inheritance from Eastern United University.

He was also hailed as soone who "stands out among his peers."

Furthermore, Chen Xuan wielded the Fourth Grade Grandmaster True Martial.

ng Chuan’s biggest advantage was his unreasonably formidable Hard Skills.

He was offensive and defensive, exceedingly tyrannical.

But today was different. Facing Chen Xuan’s lightning-quick sword, he had to avoid its sharpness.

This would lead to more openings...

Through training with the Zen Heart Howling Tiger fist skill, his eyes had been honed into a pair of Tiger Eyes able to pierce through illusions.

Not only could they decipher ghosts, but they could also discern real from fake.

"Let show you how I’ve grown, ng Chuan..."

Zheng Chengcheng also retreated, forming a triangular stance, each standing fifty ters apart.

In the distance, Xu Qingfeng saw this scene and imdiately understood what the three were about to do.

"Lao ng is about to show off..."

He could feel that the aura of the two was targeting ng Chuan.

ng Chuan was planning to take on two at once.

Not to ntion two, even against a hundred, Xu Qingfeng felt that ng Chuan could win.

No more than one hit per person.

Because within the Two Limits, no one could defeat the "advancing giant" Lao ng...

As his best friend, he needed to do his part.

He took out his phone, tapped record, capturing the glorious mont...

...

Before the fight began, Chen Xuan cupped his hands and introduced himself:

"ntored by ’Phoenix King Bai Zhifeng’, Phoenix Fist of Elephant Form Sect, pleased to receive your guidance."

Hearing this, ng Chuan didn’t expect the world to be so small. The opponent turned out to be a disciple of Old Shen’s wife...

"You are... Aunty Bai’s disciple?"

"Uh... Yes, are you familiar with my master?"

"Fairly, mostly I’m more acquainted with her husband."

"..."

What a ss, Chen Xuan shook his head and said no more.

He slowly unsheathed ’Inverted Suspension’, its blade smooth and clean like a mirror, gleaming with a glassy golden light.

"Nice sword!"

ng Chuan exclaid, twisting his body, slowly taking a starting stance.

The sword tip of Moon on the Bridge erged, radiating a sharp, cold light.

"You should start, don’t wait, for once I act, there will be no chance."

"How arrogant!"

Zheng Chengcheng said so, but inwardly, he felt a sense of foreboding.

Zen Heart Howling Tiger’s ’Tiger Sense’, also granted him the ability to sll danger like roses.

Before danger suddenly struck, his hairs could sense it first, standing erect as a warning.

ng Chuan still stood in place, without taking a step.

He sensed danger, but his eyes saw no danger at all.

This kind of situation was the most dreadful!

The Tiger Sense was like a premonition telling him that should ng Chuan act, it would be an unstoppable force of thunder...