With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 49: The Force of Obscurity

ng Chuan felt increasingly exhilarated as he fought, recalling the scene of Master Luo elbowing the wooden stake, instantly gaining inspiration.

In this unique state, ng Chuan seed to embody the martial spirit, as Liu Ru gradually unleashed her Qi and Blood, reaching the peak of the four Qi Blood barriers, barely able to withstand the opponent’s storm-like assault.

Here it cos!

ng Chuan suddenly leaped up, transforming his punch into a palm strike mid-air, targeting Instructor Liu Ru.

Liu Ru glided to another wooden stake, while ng Chuan’s vertical palm fiercely struck the stake she had just stood on.

With the exertion of power, his whole body shuddered, rapidly mobilizing the Qi and Blood within him.

In an instant, a latent force exploded from his palm!

Crack!

A crisp cracking sound ca from the wooden stake, with a crack extending from the top surface down to the bottom.

Compared to Master Luo, ng Chuan’s force was still lacking, unable to completely shatter the stake.

At this mont, the knife-edge side of ng Chuan’s hand turned red from the stake’s counterforce.

However, he felt no pain, instead showing an expression of excitent.

"Dark Strength, I did it!"

"The strike just now exploded through the resonance inside and the massive thrust of Qi and Blood."

This is Dark Strength.

The reason interdiate martial artists can crush lower-level ones isn’t just due to their excess Qi and Blood, but because Dark Strength has an overwhelming destructive power internally!

ng Chuan kept the montum going, seeking the feeling from before.

In an instant, Ming Strength and Dark Strength alternated and exploded, hitting the wooden stake repeatedly.

Together with the previous palm strike, the stake developed cracks.

After a few more punches, the stake burst apart!

Seeing this, Liu Ru clasped her hands and congratulated from the side:

"Congratulations, Xiaong, you’ve mastered Dark Strength."

"Thank you, Sister Ru."

Liu Ru waved her hand, backing away without further words.

The wooden stakes in the martial arts hall are Master Luo’s property, so ng Chuan decided not to destroy any more stakes.

He stood aside, striking the air with Luo’s Eight Extres, continuing to feel the power of Dark Strength.

More than an hour passed, yet ng Chuan tirelessly practiced.

The activation of Dark Strength beca increasingly proficient, while the proficiency of Luo’s Eight Extres occasionally ticked in his mind.

Liu Ru occasionally glanced at ng Chuan practicing punches, deeply suppressing her thoughts to avoid revealing them to others.

No matter if she becos a direct disciple of Hall Master Luo in the future,

right or wrong has nothing to do with ng Chuan, and Liu Ru gradually began to admire him.

...

The winter sun set quickly, and it grew late.

After ntoring Fang Jianxing, ng Chuan bid him farewell:

"I’m about done for today, Xiaong, my legs are killing , haha."

"Brother Fang, you lack exercise. Standing more during work will help."

Fang Jianxing smiled helplessly:

"Oh, no helping it, I’ve got to work hard for all of humanity."

ng Chuan clasped his hands and laughed:

"Brother Fang, you’re noble!"

"I’ll be off, there’s work waiting in the lab."

"I’ll see you off."

At the martial arts hall entrance, Fang Jianxing casually asked:

"Who was that girl you sparred with earlier? She seed even stronger than you, but appeared very preoccupied."

ng Chuan explained:

"She’s our hall instructor, of course she’s stronger than I am. She’s probably under a lot of pressure preparing for the martial arts hall competition lately."

Liu Ru hid her emotions well, and ng Chuan didn’t notice anything from her appearance.

"I see, no problem then."

Fang Jianxing added after pondering:

"I know a bit of psychology, so emotions can be seen."

ng Chuan nodded.

Along the way, ng Chuan gave Fang Jianxing so solo standing posture tips.

When the car arrived, Fang Jianxing clasped his hands to say goodbye.

"See you next ti, Xiaong!"

"Bye, Brother Fang."

ng Chuan turned back to the martial arts hall, and as he stepped through the door, a sudden coolness washed over him, a warning from Luo’s Eight Extres.

He imdiately raised his elbow to strike back, sending Wang Yue flying.

"Damn, do you have eyes on the back of your head?"

ng Chuan crossed his arms:

"With just your little tricks, you want to sneak attack ?"

"Little do you know, the barrier between us keeps getting thicker."

Wang Yue got up from the ground, moaning deeply:

"Damn it!!!"

Master Luo had notified him earlier about having sothing tonight, so after leaving the martial arts hall, ng Chuan went straight ho.

In the late-night bedroom, ng Chuan’s legs shook like sieves, and sweat continuously dripped from his head onto the floor.

He didn’t have ti to wipe it, as his stamina nearly reached its limit.

Whew!

ng Chuan collapsed onto the bed.

A full five hours, and the Three Talents Posture made significant progress again.

[Taiyi Three Talents Posture: Human Posture (47%) → (48%) Awaiting Limit Break]

Standing for five hours straight, each session challenging the limits of the human body.

How challenging the path of martial arts is!

...

Just after the fifteenth, early in the morning, ng Chuan practiced boxing on the rooftop as usual, when Master Luo called with good news.

"Good news, ng Chuan, the Guoyi Boxing optimization review was approved."

Hearing this, ng Chuan couldn’t help but feel a sudden jolt of excitent.

He always kept calm, but this news was truly wonderful.

"Really, Master Luo, what should I do now?"

"You co to first, and we’ll talk face to face!"

"Alright."

ng Chuan went downstairs and bid farewell to his uncle.

"Going to the martial arts hall for training again, Chuan’er, rember to balance work and rest."

ng Chuan replied with a smile:

"Not going for training, there’s news about the Guoyi Boxing optimization, so I’m heading to et my master."

ng Yongzhi, upon hearing this, leaped from the sofa.

"Good hahaha, I knew you could do it!"

"Go quickly, rember to bring back the award!"

...

At Luo Guanyun’s ho.

"After the evaluation group discussion, it’s initially deed a reasonable optimization. Subsequently, your optimized Guoyi Boxing will undergo a small-scale pilot observation."

"Let ng Chuan prepare to co over in the afternoon, soone significant wants to et him."

The voice of Bai Junfeng ca through the phone, and beside him, ng Chuan couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy.

Luo Guanyun laughed heartily beside him:

"Hahaha, I knew my apprentice could do it!"

"Old Bai, who is the significant figure you ntioned?"

Bai Junfeng paused briefly, then spoke:

"The previous edition’s modifier of Guoyi Boxing, Honorary President of the Martial Arts Association, the sixth Celestial King level martial artist."

"[Master of Infinite Change: Zhao Yingchun]."

"Holy crap!"

Luo Guanyun fell into silence, imnsely astonished.

He had prepared himself ntally, but truly hadn’t expected the significant figure Bai Junfeng ntioned to be Zhao Yingchun, Celestial King Zhao.

Known as the Master of Infinite Change Zhao Yingchun, he’s been alive for nearly five hundred years, a living fossil of Great Chu. Throughout his life, he modified Guoyi Boxing several tis, dedicated to improving the physical quality of Great Chu’s citizens from the foundation.

Moreover, he’s one of the founding mbers of the original Martial Arts Association, alongside the Emperor Taizu, heralding the era of Martial Arts Families on Great Chu’s historical stage, a pioneer of the martial arts era in Great Chu.