With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal

Chapter 440 - 405: New Curios, Martial Arts Momentum, About to Explode!

Meng Chuan listened to the powerful female martial artist of the past, calling him "senior."He smiled and said:

"It’s fine, I’ll sit for a while and wait for Principal Yang, Teacher An can go about her business first."

An Jing slightly turned her body, slowly leaving.

Although her current role is the secretary to the principal of Yong’an campus.

The reason for such a low attitude is partly due to some small misunderstandings earlier.

On the other hand, the other party is the only Martial Extreme True Inheritance of the Yong’an campus.

Moreover, Meng Chuan’s various achievements are well-known throughout the campus.

Such a top-level prodigy in martial arts, suppressing countless peers and geniuses, is truly "peerless in the same generation."

Such a person is far from stopping at the Grandmaster Realm.

Whether they become a Celestial King or a Martial Arts Great Saint, no one can fathom their future.

Therefore, her attitude must be good, to satisfy Senior Meng Chuan.

Walking out of the principal’s office suite, An Jing’s nails dug deep into her palm, a bitter yet enlightening realization came to her.

Perhaps transferring to an administrative position wasn’t shirking, but a clear choice after recognizing one’s limits...

...

Meng Chuan didn’t know that in a short time, An Jing had imagined so much.

With nothing to do, it’s good to practice standing postures.

He contemplated the Five Elements martial theory, feeling the extension of the meridians in his body, unaware of the time passing.

At some point, a voice came into his mind:

"You’ve waited long enough, come in, Xiaomeng."

Principal Yang, wearing a loose United University Flying Dragon uniform, gestured for Meng Chuan to sit down and said.

"I sent a visiting letter before the New Year, this is the reply from Wudang and Shaolin, take a look."

Meng Chuan took it and found that both sects expressed a warm welcome for his visit.

Especially Shaolin, constantly praising him as the "Son of Buddha."

The intention to recruit him was evident in their words.

Seeing this, Yang Huan couldn’t help but remind:

"Wudang is fine, but be careful when you go to Shaolin. These monks are very adept at winning hearts, don’t forget that the United University is your home."

Meng Chuan nodded and touched his bald head, feeling as if Principal Yang was scolding him too...

Yang Huan’s time was precious, so he urged Meng Chuan to quickly raise any cultivation questions he had.

Meng Chuan was straightforward as well, and they spent nearly half an hour in conversation.

Before leaving, Yang Huan handed Meng Chuan a completely black, round stone emitting a faint blue glow.

"This is a one-time wonder [Shadow Stone], the surface’s blue glow is my full-power Martial Arts True Gang.

It contains three full-strength strikes from me, which can be unleashed instantly upon contact with martial will. After three uses, it will break and be destroyed."

"Thank you, Principal."

Meng Chuan was thrilled, this item was like the life-saving artifact gifted to talented disciples going down the mountain in folktales.

This time, he truly had a solid trump card.

Lao Yang’s full-force explosion, likely no one could withstand below the rank of a Celestial King.

Yang Huan smiled and said:

"You are the Martial Extreme True Inheritance, this is the protective measure every true inheritance receives when traveling, no need for courtesy."

But Yang Huan didn’t mention that when other true inheritances went down the mountain.

They received a lower-level Shadow Stone, only containing a single strong strike.

Considering Meng Chuan’s propensity for trouble, combined with his extraordinary talent.

Lao Yang still reluctantly gave the best Shadow Stone for Meng Chuan’s use.

This one-time wonder is also not cheap.

Excluding his service fee, just a high-quality Shadow Stone that can activate three times costs over a billion.

Meng Chuan put the Shadow Stone away close to his body and left the principal’s office.

He hadn’t slept last night, staying up all night practicing standing postures, and just discussed martial theory with Principal Yang for half a day, now training fists and body refinement was somewhat exhausting.

After some thought, right now Grandmaster Chen Qiushui is holding the usual weekly martial theory class.

It might still be ongoing, so he got up and set off.

Upon reaching Martial Virtue Tower, he saw the grandmaster class students coming down in small groups.

Meng Chuan knew he was late.

"Forget it, I’ll go back and practice some low-intensity Five Elements Fist."

Just as he turned, he heard Chen Qiushui’s voice forming a thin line, entering his ear:

"Come to my office."

...

Office.

"Having broken through the second limit, work hard in your cultivation and surpass us old relics one day."

Chen Qiushui looked at the tall student in front of her, feeling a sense of wonder.

As Meng Chuan’s mentor, she understood better than most how terrifying Meng Chuan’s talent was.

His body seemed to possess endless potential, never fully tapped, the depths unseen.

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan smiled wryly and respectfully insisted he did not dare.

After speaking, Chen Qiushui, clad in a neat martial arts uniform, stood before him.

Her Qi Blood surged like an abyss, her invisible Martial Arts Momentum nearly solidifying in the room.

Her gaze was as tranquil as an ancient well, yet Meng Chuan felt as if gazed upon by the entire heavens and earth.

Although her height barely reached his shoulder, the terrifying aura she projected.

Made Meng Chuan feel he was looking up at a towering mountain, instinctively arousing admiration.

This was the aura released by a Martial Arts Grandmaster, unlike the sharp intimidation of the second or third limit.

But grand and majestic like a towering mountain, encompassing all like the vast sky.

Chen Qiushui’s aura slowly retracted, and she asked:

"This is my aura magnetic field, how does it feel?"

Meng Chuan thought for a moment, then mused:

"It’s too heavy, with a texture that returns to simplicity and authenticity."

The master had previously demonstrated the momentum of a Martial Arts Grandmaster to him.

But at that time, he was only at the first limit, barely sensitive to willpower, much less understanding what "momentum" was.

Chen Qiushui nodded secretly, Meng Chuan’s comprehension is indeed good. Teaching such a student is pleasant.

Entrusted by Luo Guanyun, today she was giving a special lesson to his disciple.

Explaining the control and application of Martial Arts Momentum.

This is a compulsory course for the second limit and also a fundamental one.

"Continue to use your mind to sense carefully, pay attention to the changes in momentum."

Saying this, Chen Qiushui raised her right arm, a luminous blue light flowed from the base of the arm to her palm, enveloping her entire arm in a seamless circle.

Then, she assumed a starting stance of the Elephant Form Fist unknown to Meng Chuan.

As the fist clenched tightly, the momentum exploded forth.

A green bird, with wings floating amidst clouds, manifested with the momentum, circling once around the body before returning within.

"This is my Sparrow Form momentum, also a Martial Arts Momentum.

Although it differs somewhat from the Xingyi Sect, their activation methods are the same. Do you have any insights?"

Meng Chuan nodded and said:

"May I ask Grandmaster Chen to demonstrate once more, so the student can ponder carefully."

Not understanding, he’d ask; he never pretends to understand.

"Sure."

As soon as she finished speaking, the green bird soared skyward once more.

Following Chen Qiushui’s guidance, it darted out the window, scattering the clouds and turning into specks of green light as it vanished.

Recondensing its form, it appeared on the window ledge.

The bird circled around, chirping continuously.

Next moment, it hovered steadily on Chen Qiushui’s shoulder.

Its head moved up and down in a human-like manner, helping her tidy the disheveled locks loosened during the exertion.

She continued the demonstration while pointing out:

"Martial Arts Momentum is just a general term. In fact, it’s a fusion of Power, True Qi, and Fist Stance into a tangible product.

And the Fist Stance in a fist skill is the [concrete focal point] of the Martial Arts Momentum, while the Martial Arts Momentum is the [source of power] of the Fist Stance.

With flexible application, the two merge, just like I am doing now, bringing the Sparrow Form momentum to life, relying on the Fist Stance to advance and coexist.

The momentum of the Xingyi Sect is more like bringing the invisible magnetic field around you to life. It can be a fiercely destructive momentum of an avalanche, or the resilient momentum of water flowing through stone, or..."

Meng Chuan nodded frequently, though Grandmaster Chen was from a different school than him.

Her teaching ability was top-notch, and he fully understood.

After watching Chen Qiushui’s demonstration, Meng Chuan pondered in his heart:

"To master Martial Arts Momentum, I should start with compressing the magnetic field of momentum around my body.

Condense it, gather it on the tip of the fist, then try to combine it with the Fist Stance, and finally bring my momentum to life..."

"Try it, find the problems through practice."

Chen Qiushui withdrew the green bird back into her body, gently speaking.

"Okay, should we change location first, Grandmaster Chen? I’m worried I won’t be able to control it..."

He was prepared to try his forte, the Fire Attribute Fist.

Afraid he might lose control and set Grandmaster Chen’s office... on fire.

"No worries, with me here, you may proceed freely."

Her two-hundred-square-meter office space was more than enough for Meng Chuan to practice Martial Arts Momentum.

"Alright, here I go then."

With those words, Meng Chuan immediately summoned his internal energy, erupting it into Fire Attribute True Qi encircling his arm.

His Martial Arts will was compressing the magnetic field of momentum around his body, producing a grating and explosive creak.

"Don’t let the two resist each other, adapt to nature, carefully understand these four words."

Upon hearing Chen Qiushui’s guidance, Meng Chuan tried to relax.

First to comfort, then to slowly guide, rather than forcibly suppress.

"That’s the way."

Chen Qiushui nodded secretly.

The momentum magnetic field was being urged by a pair of invisible hands, gathering on the arm.

As the Fist Stance gradually formed, the crimson True Qi condensed into fiery patterns on the fist’s tip, each breath raised scorching heat waves.

Chen Qiushui’s eyes flashed with approval.

Truly a top-level martial arts genius, grasping the essence so quickly.

The flowing fire burned stronger and stronger, ascending from pale red to gold-red, and even extending towards pure gold.

Meng Chuan’s face was tense; this change wasn’t a manifestation of his outstanding Martial Arts Momentum.

Rather, he couldn’t control it, about to explode...

Chen Qiushui glanced again, seeing Meng Chuan on the verge of exploding, and smiled:

"No matter, just release it."

Meng Chuan thought so too, with a Grandmaster keeping watch, there’s nothing to fear.

Then he punched out, the tip of his fist suddenly bursting into dazzling golden light.

The flowing fire erupted like a volcanic explosion, instantly turning the entire office into a crimson-gold color.

The violent Fist Stance transformed into a ten-zhang* fiery wave sweeping forth, and upon eruption, it was all absorbed by the small sparrow on Chen Qiushui’s shoulder, nullified into nothing.

This was his momentum of raging flames, if surrounded by more Fire Attribute spiritual energy in the environment.

It could spread into fifty or even a hundred-zhang** of blazing flames.

Chen Qiushui didn’t disturb his contemplation, silently waiting nearby.

Meng Chuan pondered in his heart:

"Whether it’s the impact of the fist itself or the bursting of True Qi, they are ultimately physical means of attack.

Yet, this Martial Arts Momentum, mixed together, is more like a [spiritual pressure] borrowed from the heavens and earth...

Aside from encircling the fist tip with Martial Arts Momentum for a powerful dual-strike, this seems more like a [high-level Fist Stance].

I can also attach it to my body, to further suppress the opponent’s Qi blood and will, this is the true bursting of momentum."

*Note: ’zhang’ is a traditional Chinese unit of length equivalent to about 3.3 meters or 11 feet.