With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 773 - 599: Xingyi Fist! The Final Battle! Geng Metal

The Old Chief pushed the lacquer tray closer to ng Chuan:

"True disciple, please take a look. There are a total of nine bottles here, each containing five Moistening Vein Spirit Pills, precisely forty-five pills.

As for the thirty remaining pills, we can register the materials for furnace today afternoon and expedite the refining process for you, hopefully delivering them to Huaqing Pool’s mansion within the month."

ng Chuan pondered for a mont, then shook his head in refusal:

"Forget it, I’m about to leave the mountain, no need for such trouble.

The Chief can just give forty pills, that’s sufficient."

Just for personal use, forty pills plus what I have in stock, even after breaking through the Three Limits, will suffice for a long ti.

He is about to leave United University, placing the elixir at ho: firstly, if kept improperly, the efficacy might degrade over ti.

The potency initially lasts about ten days, accelerating the core technique cultivation effect, now only about eight or nine days, a major loss...

Second, not everyone on Lishan Mountain is a "good person," and a few of his friends are capable of anything.

If they take advantage while he’s away, use first and pay later...

ng Chuan is certain so people’s characters are questionable and they can indeed behave this way!

The Chief nodded, and suggested:

"Or the true disciple could provide an address, and I’ll mail them to you later, but you would need to pay additional shipping fees."

This is a personal favor, not including free shipping.

"No need."

The place he’s heading to is about to beco a [Real Combat Military Exercise] zone in the eyes of ordinary people.

He’s unsure if Full Express could even enter...

Even if Full Express is resourceful enough to get in.

The likelihood of accidents causing the pills to go to waste is quite high...

"Understood."

The Chief said no more, deducted 36,000 points of credits, and handed over the tray.

"Does the true disciple possess any storage treasure?"

"Indeed I do."

ng Chuan watched as his balance plumted from starting with a six, instantaneously dropping to a two.

Only 24,166 credits remaining, a faint sense of heartache surfaced sharp on his tiptop heart.

He placed the porcelain bottles into a waist badge, feigned a relaxed deanor, and smilingly bowed farewell.

Credits equivalent to over four billion relinquished in an instant, truly as if spending money like running water...

Yet gazing at the treasures in his waist badge, ng Chuan’s mindset turned peaceful.

The Martial Arts path is indeed like this.

The ancestors spoke long ago, poverty in letters, wealth in Martial Arts, so he should not worry excessively...

...

Checking the ti, about right.

ng Chuan rushed towards the "battlefield" he agreed upon with Master Dong.

Racing along the journey, the powerful figure swirled more vividly in his mind.

Thinking of the opponent once viewed as a milestone-level powerful adversary, both a ntor and a friend.

He felt a trace of excitent, even the palms had a sticky warmth rising.

His steps quickened a bit, soaring swiftly among the forest like flashes of light.

ng Chuan mused:

"Master Dong is a Xingyi Sect master primarily of Earth and tal attributes, wielding a great spear emphasizing [Spear Moves Like Dragon and Snake, Cloak Encircle]."

This "Xin Yi" is not the "Martial Arts Xin Yi Strength."

But instead focuses on "Heart as Commander, Intention as Soldier," integrating the Five Elents generation and overcoming, Xingyi growth, refining energy into Transford Strength flowing through the body.

Not only can the fist skill Power shatter stones and slabs, it emphasizes intention aligning with strength, balance of hardness and softness, keeping enemies at a considerable distance.

Part of Xingyi Boxing, it is a highly Comprehension-testing complex fist lineage.

Common fist skills had rarely survived, only a few Ancient Martial True Skills remain.

Last night, ng Chuan studied briefly, watched so videos of Master Dong’s movents, according him the highest respect.

The Dragon Spear maneuvers ferocious continuity, relentless force spearheads leaving cracks and crushing collapses, in Dong Yue’s hands erupting with ghostly-like grandeur and might.

Such destructive power certainly matches his own.

ng Chuan didn’t intend to hold back, surely no need to hold back.

Today, a hearty battle!

....

Crash...

Lishan Mountain torrential downpour ca out of nowhere, a sudden deluge.

Mountains often rain heavily, ng Chuan long accustod.

His sleeves fluttered in the wind, rain couldn’t drench in the slightest.

Enshrouded in misty vapor around, accentuating the figure’s ethereal presence.

Water and Wood energies converged, ng Chuan at this mont akin to the forest’s ruler patrolling territory, everything yielding unconsciously.

He moved with the wind, the surroundings swiftly changing across his vision.

Reaching gradually deeper, ng Chuan halted of a sudden, sensing familiarity.

This place...

Parting the roughly-grown shrubs three to four ters high, a secluded mountain gorge unfolded before him.

ng Chuan’s brows furrowed instantly, wasn’t this the valley floor he previously rged with [Fear Chapter]...

The surrounding rock formations remarkably familiar.

Master Dong indeed chooses locations...

Perceiving below, two people await there, both familiar to him.

One donned an expansive Martial Arts robe, mouth still holding half-bottle beer.

The looming black Dragon Kiss Spear hung slant across his back, standing reminiscent of a wall.

Exactly his opponent today, Master Dong!

Another’s Martial Arts energies were shallow, beside him lay a peculiar large cara.

"Xiaong! Get down!"

Lu Zhuxiao waved and shouted.

"Master Lu!"

ng Chuan bowed with a smile, leaping down silently from above.

"Tsk tsk..."

The mastery of his body control surprised Dong Yue.

Returning to himself, he tossed ng Chuan a bottle of beer, laughingly saying:

"To prevent cheating in the Tiangang ranking challenge, even if not live broadcasted, high-resolution image records must be retained for academy evaluation, hence he called this ’chump’ over."

He pointed to Lu Zhuxiao aside, explaining the "photographer’s" origin.

The two are friends, Lu Zhuxiao’s face turned dark, wanting to retort but doesn’t know how to voice it.

Standing beside them, he paled in contrast to any of them, even surpassed early by his student...

Though sowhat heard of ng Chuan’s world-shocking deeds externally.

Yet upon seeing him dare challenge Dong Yue, Lu felt a sense of reliving an age.