With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 66 Muscle Activity

After the online eting ended, the teachers started chatting away, ssages flying everywhere in the small group where the school leaders weren’t present.

"I think this is more than just the school’s treasure, it’s clearly the school’s big boss!"

"Teacher Wang really has all the luck, just sitting at ho and getting promoted with a raise falling from the sky."

Teacher Wang’s face cracked into a wide grin.

"Ay, I didn’t want it to be like this, but ng Chuan’s strength just doesn’t let stay low-key. Wait, why did Teacher Li leave the group?"

["Teacher Li of Grade 1 Class 1" has left the "Ping’an Middle School Bull & Horse Group"]

Soone noticed a blind spot:

"Wait a minute, this is the Bull & Horse Group. Where’s the admin? Kick Director Wang out."

["Deputy Director Wang of the Academic Affairs Office" has been kicked out of the group chat.]

"Kicked and barred from rejoining."

"Wow, Old Wang changed his nickna so fast? From now on, when we et, he’s just an opponent."

...

ng Chuan apologized for being late.

[I’m sorry, Principal, I woke up late today.]

[No worries, no worries. Didn’t rest well after practicing yesterday? Do you want to help you take another day off to relax?]

[No need, I’ll go now. Should I head to the Martial Arts Dojo or so classroom?]

[You can choose whatever you like, I’ll send you the contact info of our school’s fist skill teachers. Just call whoever you want to teach you.]

ng Chuan felt a bit confused inside:

"... Am I really that important now?"

Paused for a mont.

[Thanks, Principal Zong.]

[Just call Uncle, even at school, call Uncle. It makes things feel closer.]

After the call ended, ng Chuan saved the contact information that Principal Zong sent into his phone.

Then he quickly freshened up and prepared to head to school.

The light over the sink was bright, reflecting his current physique in the mirror.

His shoulders were broader but still retained a certain sleekness, with veins faintly visible under the skin as he breathed.

Overall, he seed to have bulked up considerably, and he estimated his height at around 183 cm now.

ng Chuan threw a quick punch in the mirror, also weaving back and forth, alternating his steps.

"Luckily I haven’t beco sluggish because of this, my speed is still very fast."

"This must be what’s called breaking body limits. Will I keep getting bigger in the future?"

ng Chuan recalled the Western martial artists he saw on TV, each towering at three or four ters like gods and demons.

The West has always favored size, the bigger the stronger, with most of their martial arts focusing on physical enhancent.

Giant Dragon Fighting Skill, Holy Rhino Divine Power Fist.

Most martial arts schools in the West worship large mythical creatures like dragons, holy rhinos, and divine bulls, seeking to emulate their form and technique, similar to the dostic Elephant Form Sect.

ng Chuan shook his head to clear his mind of distractions.

"Strength is what matters most, if I really can’t control it... I’ll deal with it later."

...

Inside the Ping’an Middle School Martial Arts Dojo.

"Hey-ha!"

"Ho—"

The students were diligently practicing their punches in the Martial Arts Dojo.

The second-year martial arts students were taught by various fist skill teachers, completely different from the first-year horoom teacher system.

The focus was mainly on practicing punches themselves, with teachers available for help anyti they had questions.

As soon as ng Chuan pushed open the Martial Arts Dojo doors and entered, a fist skill teacher approached enthusiastically.

"You’re Xiaong, right? I’m the school’s Xingyi teacher, Liang Weilong."

"Hello, Teacher Liang."

"You’re currently at the fourth gate, mastering Dark Strength, right? I watched your match before, it was impressive."

"Not bad, I guess."

ng Chuan laughed a little shyly.

"Your teacher is Master Luo, so I won’t embarrass myself by teaching you punches."

"In future classes, I’ll mainly go through movents with you, helping you build practical combat experience. How about that?"

ng Chuan nodded in agreent.

Teacher Liang’s suggestion aligned perfectly with his own thoughts. The reasoning of fists would be taught by Master Luo for him to comprehend, while building proficiency and practical experience would be mainly assisted by school teachers.

"Alright, shall we give it a try then?"

ng Chuan gladly accepted, focusing on enhancing his Qi Blood with Luo’s Eight Extres while also cultivating the Inch Step Body Technique to break limits as a secondary goal.

The improvent of Qi Blood remains the most crucial elent.

The threat of the Celestial Demon was a thorn in his side. Until he beca a Martial Arts Family mber and ford a Martial Arts will, it wasn’t wise to excessively train low-level Cultivation Techniques to stack traits.

Fortunately, the Inch Step could be practiced alongside Luo’s Eight Extres, not delaying the enhancent of Qi Blood.

ng Chuan and Teacher Liang moved to the Wooden Stake Area, causing a small commotion.

"ng Chuan is here for class, guys!"

"Xingyi, forever a god!"

ng Chuan smiled faintly, clasping his fists to greet them all.

Teacher Liang leaped onto a stake.

"Co on."

ng Chuan responded positively, lightly tapping the floor with his toes to propel himself onto a stake.

Many other students stopped their practice and ran over to watch the two spar.

Zong Ping and the Hu brothers also ca over. Watching on TV wasn’t enough, they wanted to see firsthand how much ng Chuan had improved.

Teacher Liang stood firm on the stake, solemnly stating:

"I am a seventh gate Transford Strength martial artist, primarily studying the Xingyi Sect’s second-tier Fist Skill [Cloud-Slicing Palm] and first-tier [Broken Rock Fist], which are of sharp tal. Although we’re mainly feeding moves, fists and feet have no eyes, be careful."

"Understood, Luo’s Eight Extres, please guide , Teacher."

Liang Weilong’s level far surpassed his own, providing a perfect opportunity to see how much strength he’d gained after acquiring [Heavy Strike].

However, it’s best not to use the Limit Breaking technique of the Cannon Fist; the combined overt and covert armor-piercing strike could easily let people see that he’s further optimized and upgraded the Cannon Fist.

From when he started learning the Cannon Fist to breaking its limits, it took just over half a year. That wasn’t sothing that talent and hard work alone could easily explain.

Liang Weilong slightly stepped on the stake, his shoulders relaxing with a casual sway.

"Co at , full force."

"Alright."

ng Chuan’s body suddenly surged forward, taking just a few steps to leap in front of Liang Weilong.

His movents were seamless, launching a continuous onslaught of Eight Extres combinations towards Liang Weilong’s face.

ng Chuan’s fists flew at incredible speed, with overwhelming fist prints densely packed, fully maximizing the short strikes of Eight Extres.

At the sa ti, exclamations arose from the students below the stake.

Only when watching closely could one grasp the ferocity of ng Chuan’s punches.

Seeing this scene, Zong Ping could only smile wryly. His gap with ng Chuan was indeed growing wider.

Liang Weilong’s eyes showed a hint of admiration, indeed a gifted child.

ng Chuan felt a difference when punching compared to usual.

While mobilizing muscles in his waist, shoulders, and arms, he felt a marked change, like his muscles were coming alive, seemingly propelling his strikes.

At the sa ti, the transference of Power seed crisper, not requiring focus on technique. Just throwing punches earnestly sufficed for a full-power strike.

"Is this what’s called muscle activation?"

ng Chuan was quite satisfied with this, feeling that all the effort he put into breaking limits was not in vain.