With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 55: Nighttime Epiphany

ng Chuan walked to the lottery machine.

"It doesn’t matter who cos; they’re all the sa. My goal is to be first, so ultimately, I have to fight them all."

Youth Group [No. 1 Infinite Martial Arts Dojo·ng Chuan—No. 4 Green Snake Martial Arts Dojo·Li Xiaoyue].

Upon hearing this, a few fellow youth group contestants beside ng Chuan looked at him with sympathetic expressions.

ng Chuan thought to himself.

"It seems this girl is quite strong, but I’m not bad either."

With the final matchup drawn, the entire drawing session concluded.

So people couldn’t help but show joy on their faces, having drawn weaker opponents.

While so looked bitter, having drawn tournant favorites, most likely facing an early elimination.

Chen Xuewu, seeing ng Chuan’s draw result, recalled the information describing ng Chuan’s personal strength:

[Age sixteen, broke through three Qi and Blood Gates in about half a year, strength reaching at most entry-level four gates, suspected to have acquired innate enlightennt traits.]

In summary: Possibly possesses special traits, but still too young to pose a threat.

His first-round opponent is Li Xiaoyue, rembering his master’s advice, it seed there would be no opportunity to face him.

He looked at ng Chuan with a sorrowful gaze.

"Then there’s no need to greet him; with this ti, better to practice my fists more."

After Chen Xuewu left, Liu Ru stood beside ng Chuan, looking at his back with confusion.

"Xiaong, do you know him?"

ng Chuan was also puzzled, what’s with that look from him...

Nightti.

ng Chuan originally wanted to sleep early to et tomorrow’s match in the best ntal state.

But as soon as he closed his eyes in bed, his mind was filled with the three thousand seats in the stadium.

Although he was usually steady-minded, thinking about facing the gaze of thousands of spectators tomorrow made him too nervous to fall asleep.

"The best way to overco nervousness is through action, no more trying to sleep, practice boxing!"

It was already late, and the family had all fallen asleep.

ng Chuan changed his clothes, quietly opened the door, but unexpectedly still alerted his uncle.

"Chuan’er, aren’t you competing tomorrow? What are you doing going out now?"

"Can’t sleep, going to the rooftop to practice a bit of boxing."

ng Yongzhi imdiately understood that the child was a bit nervous.

"Feeling nervous, huh? Well, it is several thousand people watching."

The entire family had been scrambling for tickets today to cheer for ng Chuan on site.

Other than those within the martial arts dojo who could watch the match in the nearby waiting area, everyone else, be it relatives or friends, had to buy tickets to enter, no exceptions.

ng Chuan nodded in response:

"It’s okay, uncle. You sleep first. I’ll go to bed after so boxing."

It was the first ti ng Chuan practiced boxing on the rooftop at night. Looking up at the starry sky, he felt an unprecedented tranquility.

Since ancient tis, there’s been a saying: "Literary peace under Tai Chi, Martial stability under Eight Extres."

The concepts of Luo’s Eight Extres emphasize the flexible use of eight body parts: head, shoulders, elbows, tail, hips, hands, knees, and feet, ensuring that even short strikes are fast and the long fist is equally agile and tactically coordinated.

His silhouette appeared even more fierce against the night, recalling his master’s teachings, and unconsciously, he felt a clarity in his mind unlike ever before.

Punching the Eight Extres, fighting in all directions!

If not strike now, when?

ng Chuan began practicing fists, the bones in his body crackled, his front foot stomped heavily and elbow punched downwards, followed by a waist twist backward punch, each move executed with great intensity.

The proficiency continuously rose, and after completing a set of punches, he had fully integrated Luo’s Eight Extres into himself, with each move etched in his mind never to be forgotten.

[Luo’s Eight Extres: Entry (96%) → Proficient (2%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Chaotic Heaven (Interdiate)]

In a certain wonderful state of sudden realization, ng Chuan’s proficiency in Luo’s Eight Extres significantly leaped forward, successfully breaking through from entry-level to proficient.

Feeling the surge of Qi and Blood from the mysterious acupoints within him, ng Chuan smoothly took out the dicinal paste from his pocket, eating several pieces until he sensed his body gradually calming down and then stopped.

After Luo’s Eight Extres broke through to proficiency, ng Chuan practiced again, finding indeed that the transitions between moves were fluid without any sense of block, each move executed naturally.

ng Chuan was quite satisfied with this.

"Although it’s not yet at the level where fists move as the mind desires, that’s a level reached after reaching mastery, better practice so more."

Unconsciously, two hours passed.

ng Chuan’s practice beca increasingly feeling intuitive, this wonderful sense of sudden realization made his thoughts sharper, gaining more insights with each round practiced than usual.

By this ti, it was already early morning. With the disappearance of the sense of realization, ng Chuan concluded his practice and focused on the Martial Arts Limit Breaking panel.

[Luo’s Eight Extres: Proficient (14%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]

[Inch Step: Perfection (20%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]

Inch Step had also progressed significantly towards limit breaking. ng Chuan now had so new ideas regarding its limit breaking, on one hand, further enhancing Inch Step’s burst power, and on the other, increasing its endurance.

Once Inch Step breaks its limit, with its burst power and endurance further enhanced, ng Chuan believed it would not be weaker than the usual second-tier body technique.

By this ti, ng Chuan no longer felt the nervous anxiety for tomorrow’s match.

"What does it matter if there are many spectators, I’ll just practice my boxing!"

With tomorrow’s match still ahead, ng Chuan reluctantly went downstairs to bed.

...

The next day.

At seven-thirty in the morning, inside Beilin District Gymnasium.

The first set of matchups needed to be drawn a day early due to ti constraints.

They needed to compress the youth group and young adult group match tis into one day, to leave enough ti for tomorrow’s dojo master-level matches.

The morning was for the youth group matches, and the afternoon for the young adult group.

Today, Luo Guanyun wore a dashing black suit, watching ng Chuan’s match with his wife Ren Ping.

The dojo mbers entered the waiting area with ng Chuan, because ng Chuan’s match was in the morning, while Liu Ru’s match was in the afternoon, everyone cheered encouragingly for ng Chuan.

"Master Brother, go for it! Sweep everything."

ng Chuan smiled and cupped his fists in reply to each of them, feeling very relaxed and natural at the mont.

The audience seats gradually filled up, ng Yongzhi and Xue Na, with ng Yiyi, had also arrived; ng Yiyi’s boyfriend was there too.

They were all looking onto the field, searching for a glimpse of ng Chuan.

Xue Na wanted to greet ng Chuan.

"Yiyi, why can’t I see your brother, where did he go?"

"He’s in the waiting area, I’ll call him."

The call connected.

Xue Na excitedly grabbed the phone:

[Chuan’er, good luck, your aunt is proud of you!]

[Little brother, good luck!]

ng Yongzhi took the phone and said:

[Rember, safety first, competition second, protect yourself, we’ve got a long way ahead! If you face soone unbeatable, just admit defeat, it’s fine.]

ng Chuan smiled and replied:

[I understand, everyone just watch my performance!]

ng Yongzhi and Xue Na offered reminders repeatedly, as ng Chuan was preparing to change into the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo training uniform, reluctantly hanging up the phone.

Looking at the three thousand spectators, ng Yongzhi couldn’t help but worry for his nephew.

[Alright, I’m hanging up, don’t be nervous, show your best self!]