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

Chapter 429 - 394: Jiang-Shaking Eight Extremes, The Theory of Qi Blood, Overcoming Softness with Hardness

Originally, I thought I hadn’t fully unleashed my body’s potential.Nor did I use a powerful attack like the "Bing Fire Yang Thunder".

But unexpectedly, it still brought severe damage to Uncle Liu’s body...

He underestimated my strength, underestimated the power that these "small traits" can unleash when combined.

Upon hearing this, Liu Sanduo’s expression was initially a bit dejected.

Then he gave Meng Chuan a thumbs-up, grinned, and said:

"Cough... you kid, you’re really damn impressive."

His voice sounded both like a sigh of emotion and a lament of old age.

Liu Sanduo was a bit convinced by Meng Chuan, this new generation...

Meng Chuan saw Uncle Liu’s pale face and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

With a flick of his right finger, a Cloud Water Pill fell into his mouth.

Liu Sanduo claimed it was just superficial wounds, which Chen Xuewu couldn’t see through.

But he could also tell that this punch had somewhat injured his internal organs.

"Uncle Liu, this is a Great Pill-level healing elixir. Just refine it with ease, and at most... you’ll fully recover in about seven days."

As Meng Chuan spoke, he still felt a bit embarrassed.

After all, it was the New Year...

Liu Sanduo initially wanted to refuse, but the Cloud Water Pill was already at his throat, so he couldn’t exactly cough it back up...

After swallowing it, he waved his hand and said:

"It’s okay, I know my own body well. Don’t blame yourself for losing to you.

Alright, I’ll orally convey the essentials of the ’Shake the River Baji’, you have a solid foundation in Baji, just practice it on your own, cough cough..."

In martial arts sparring, injuries are inevitable.

Meng Chuan saw that Uncle Liu had somewhat regained his energy, so he nodded and listened earnestly to the other party’s discourse.

"...cough cough, did you remember? Also, do you know how to use a spear? The Baji Six Harmonies Spear."

Meng Chuan nodded and then shook his head.

He knew how to wield a spear, had self-taught some from Long Fist and Baji, but had never systematically learned it.

"Come to my place later, I’ll get you the spear manual for practice. How can you learn Baji without practicing the Six Harmonies Spear?

Cough cough... if we were to duel with weapons, I’d surely let you witness the prowess of my spear..."

"...Thanks, Uncle Liu, please go back and rest first."

Meng Chuan thought that if he put on the Third Grade True Martial Fist Blade, Uncle Liu would probably be displeased again...

Meanwhile, Chen Xuewu stood by, also listening to his master’s lecture on the ’Shake the River Baji Fist’.

Yet it seemed as if he was listening to a heavenly book.

Though it was just a low-level True Skill, the martial principles within were still beyond the understanding of an ordinary martial artist.

Chen Xuewu could only grasp its form, not its essence.

Meng Chuan, however, kept nodding frequently, nearly comprehending the principles of Baji Fist to the fullest extent.

Liu Sanduo forced out a smile, saying:

"Looking at you, it seems you don’t have any major issues left.

Originally, the boxing manual is at the old home of the Liu family. Just let me know if you want to experience the true essence of martial arts, and I’ll fetch it for you."

"No need, thanks, Uncle Liu."

"Alright then, practice on your own."

This battle nearly cost me half of my old life.

Liu Sanduo barely managed to finish speaking, with Chen Xuewu supporting him to stand up.

Meng Chuan clasped his fist in apology, and Liu Sanduo waved it off, turning around to leave.

"When your master returns, let’s have a meal together. His excellent disciple gave me quite the pounding, I’m going to feast him hard!"

"...Really sorry about that."

Meng Chuan’s face showed considerable embarrassment.

"I’m leaving now, you practice well. Only when you can surpass me in Baji will I willingly accept my age."

Liu Sanduo was quite competitive indeed...

Meng Chuan clasped his fist with a smile, "Take care and recover well, I will definitely carry forward the ’Shake the River Baji’."

He planned to practice this method and later integrate it with other Baji techniques to craft his own Baji path.

After the battle.

Due to the immense force of their duel, many within Huayun Prefecture braved the cold to come out and watch.

Meng Chuan initially intended to practice his fist technique on the spot until getting started.

Seeing this, he could only move stealthily, disappearing without a trace.

...

At the attic at home.

Meng Chuan recalled what Uncle Liu had just said, moving his fists and feet to lightly try out.

"Shake the River... this is the momentum of the entire new Baji boxing path.

Every punch and kick, every elbow and lean, must carry the awe-inspiring power of shaking rivers, lakes, and seas.

It retains the toughness of traditional fist techniques while incorporating imagery of rivers and seas.

And this grand meaning of the great rivers and seas is the fundamental concept aiding its entry into True Skill."

As his thoughts flashed like a bolt of electricity, he immediately comprehended everything clearly.

"Rolling Waves Hammer, Broken Cable Elbow, Helm Punch, Lock River Hand, Explore Seas Palm, and the final True Skill killer move, Sinking Boat Lean.

Though there are only seven moves in total, the moves form a seamless whole, undoubtedly a complete set of True Skill level fist techniques."

Remembering Professor Li, who deceitfully claimed the incomplete Molten Core Flame Burst Fist was a complete version, infuriated him.

Comparing the two, Liu Shòu was indeed the true ally.

Thinking of this, Meng Chuan felt more ashamed about the earlier incident...

Luckily, with the Cloud Water Pill, Uncle Liu could recover in a few days, or he would have been too ashamed to face the master and disciple pair again...

"..."

Coming back to his senses, Meng Chuan focused on learning the fist technique, setting aside other thoughts.

He gingerly gestured a few times, only stretching his arms slightly.

The gust of force swirled within the room, roaring loudly.

If he exerted his full strength, the entire house would be demolished by him...

Regrettably, Meng Chuan opened the window and leaped outside, still needing to find a deserted place to practice his fist technique.

If it attracted spectators, let them watch if they liked; it ultimately wasn’t as convenient as on Lishan Mountain.

He cleared his mind of distractions, and his momentum instantly surged.

With a low roar and a lunge, his body burst with power, and his fist sliced forward like a razor.

The shadow of the fist charged like a great wave, each punch overshadowing the last, erupting with the tremor of "waves halting flying boats."

His feet followed swiftly, advancing as if treading on waves, bringing his form close to where his fist’s edge had been.

Then, using his elbow as a "bollard," he turned his body, twisting his waist and striking horizontally.

Like the explosive force when a ship’s cable snaps, it blasted the air into a void.

Frightening Wave Hammer, seamlessly connected with the Broken Cable Elbow, was incredibly smooth.

With a foundation in Baji Fist, Meng Chuan found learning this low-level True Skill fist technique not difficult.

After studying for an hour, he could skillfully and mindlessly perform every move except for the [Sinking Boat Dependence] killing strike.

After practicing five more times, the martial arts entry prompt echoed in his mind as the technique was absorbed.

He continued to strike while the iron was hot, reinforcing what he had learned.

The crowd around him grew, but Meng Chuan paid no mind, immersed in the boxing, freely sweating.

"Tsk, tsk, this young man looks familiar..."

"Meng Chuan, old man, do you remember Steel Lance Xiaomeng?"

The elder suddenly understood:

"Oh~ him, I remember. This kid is really impressive. His punches are well-formed, just like our family’s Yuan."

"...You’re right."

The middle-aged man beside him did not retort, speaking with resignation.

As one of the top communities in Yong’an, those living in Huayun Prefecture were either wealthy or "able to fight."

This middle-aged man was "Yuan’s" martial arts teacher at school, a small expert of the Nine Gates of Qi and Blood.

The momentum surrounding Meng Chuan was already formidable; if he stepped within ten feet, he might be torn apart by the terrifying force and presence.

If it were "Yuan" instead, there wouldn’t even be a trace left...

Meng Chuan didn’t bother with what others thought. Hearing the constant proficiency +1% notification in his mind, he just felt satisfied!

The boxing practice ended at three in the afternoon.

He had been at it for five hours straight, even missing lunch, yet did not feel tired at all.

Only then did he remember his heart method class for the day, so he hurried home.

Before settling down, he glanced at the panel, curious about what traits the Limit Break of this fist technique could bring.

[Rattling Rivers Baji: Elementary (8%) → (9%) Awaiting Limit Break]

[Limit Break Trait: Overturning River (Intermediate)]

Meng Chuan nodded secretly. Whether a low-level True Skill could gain high-level traits, he wasn’t sure.

But even an intermediate trait, the words "Overturning River" were enough to excite.

After countless Limit Breaks, Meng Chuan roughly understood the significance behind the trait name of this fist technique.

"If river water represents [soft], then Overturning River uses force to conquer softness.

No matter how many times they transform force to soft force, I will break through with one punch. Other effects aside, it will surely enhance my forceful fist intent..."

This was what he needed—a strong trait for real combat, capable of raising his upper limits.

"Perhaps it might even enhance Baji or Water Element Fist comprehension; that would be a bonus..."

Back home, Meng Chuan first calmed the Qi and Blood brought about by the entry into the fist technique.

Entering the True Skill level of a fist technique could likewise generate new Qi and Blood.

Though not much, it was comparable to the mastery or completion of third-rate fists, providing significant improvement.

Fist techniques, especially at the True Skill tier.

The stimulation from each breakthrough rises dramatically.

As Grandmaster Chen Qiushui had previously said, the more advanced the fist technique, the more it stimulates the body to produce Qi and Blood.

For example, a set of first-rate fist techniques from entry to perfection gives the body two to three hundred units of Qi and Blood.

Thus, low-level True Skill fist techniques can be two to four times as effective, their advantages varying greatly based on bodily stimulation.

Intermediate True Skills are several times that of low levels... The higher the fist technique tier, the more frighteningly it boosts Qi and Blood.

Thus, if a martial arts family only focuses on low-level fist techniques, they cannot become "Martial Arts Masters."

The second limit value reaches tens of thousands of Qi and Blood units.

Even with a core technique as the main channel for boosting Qi and Blood.

Practicing True Skill fist techniques is still necessary to achieve completion of the second limit’s Qi and Blood.

Meng Chuan looked at the panel; including [Rattling Rivers Baji], he had currently mastered two complete and one partial True Skill fist techniques.

"Excluding the incomplete Melting Core Flame Burst Fist, I wonder how much Qi and Blood the remaining two can give me..."

However, Meng Chuan wasn’t particularly concerned about this aspect.

He had the Martial Extreme True Inheritance, and the Hidden Martial Pavilion at United University had abundant cultivation techniques, enough to meet his future Qi and Blood needs.

What he needed to do was search among them for True Skills that could bring stronger traits relatively.

Learning them all, then selecting what to excel at via the panel, seemed a good strategy...

However, some high-difficulty fist techniques, such as intermediate and advanced True Skills.

Other than Five Elements Fist, he currently lacked the martial doctrine for the rest.

For entry, he needed to find teachers who mastered the respective fist techniques and spend credits to learn with them.

To learn them all, he’d go broke...

...

Before practicing heart method, Meng Chuan’s phone chimed with a message.

Opening it brought a smile to his face:

[Luo Guanyun: Disciple, I’m flying in the sky and will reach Yong’an tomorrow night.]

Meng Chuan grinned knowingly.

It had been a while since he’d seen his master in person, and he missed him.

To maintain secrecy for this operation, Luo Guanyun had traveled without any transport, relying on his body to fly back and forth.

Grandmaster’s true Gang Qi was limited.

Flying from Japan’s Kyushu, he had to rest momentarily in Shanghai before proceeding.

Meng Chuan reminded his master to watch the road while flying and not to play with his phone and drift off course...

After replying to his master’s message, he set the phone down.

The United University task system chimed with a "ding," pushing a new notification.

[Ordinary Task]

[Task Issuer: Fujian City Police Department.]

[Task Objective: Investigate the reason behind the disappearance of the "Fei Xing Martial Hall" owner in Fujian City. Note: The owner’s strength is at the second great limit, a senior martial arts figure.]

[Task Time: Upon task acceptance, the Fujian City Police Department will notify further.]

[Task Reward: 2500 credits; any rewards gained during the task are decided by the participants, except for Celestial Demon and Demon Path items.]