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

Chapter 419 - 384: Limit Breaking for Hard Skills, The Art of Breathing, and the Land Where the Dragon Rises!

[Limit Breaking Trait: Spiritual Scent (Basic)]On the panel, the Qi cultivation method mentioned by Taoist Qi was classified under the Martial Arts category.

Although it’s just a basic trait, being able to break limits, Meng Chuan was already very satisfied.

He was just beginning on this path and needed to proceed steadily, starting from the basics.

Meng Chuan felt that studying the Qi cultivation method was akin to learning fist skills.

Gradually mastering higher-level theories and combining them with practice.

Only then could he learn those high-level Qi cultivation techniques to gain stronger traits from them.

"What are you thinking? Drink up!"

Dong Yue handed over a bottle of beer, and Meng Chuan accepted it with a bitter smile, setting it aside for now.

Then, he bowed with cupped fists towards Taoist Qi:

"Thank you, Teacher Qi, for imparting the method. I will never forget this gift."

Taoist Qi took a sip of his drink and waved with a smile:

"No need to be polite. I charged you for the credits, passing on the method is only fair.

Alright, listen to your Master Dong and have a drink."

"Alright, Teacher Qi. I’ll toast you a bottle first!"

...

In the span of a few weeks, it was already the last day of December.

In the dormitory villa, Meng Chuan returned from learning fists in the War Soul space.

After adjusting his breath for a moment, it was time for the combined practice of the four disciplines of body forging.

Time passed slowly.

Meng Chuan had completed three disciplines, with only the Tiger Roar Lung Training left for the final cultivation.

He glanced at the panel, estimating in his mind:

The odds of breaking limits are nine out of ten today.

About twenty minutes later, Meng Chuan stood like a crouched tiger, poised like a coiled dragon, very much embodying the Tiger Form with power and influence.

This was because he had gone into the mountain forest imagery and observed a dead tiger’s stance recently, learning from its posture.

The moment he entered, Meng Chuan started throwing punches.

He punched with a superficial Tiger Form, using the third-rate [Fierce Tiger Fist]...

Without the Dragon and Tiger Posture’s transformative effect on the meridians, this fist skill was merely "martial arts" in his hands.

Rather than "Martial Arts" proper.

He sharpened his skills at the last moment, consulting Chu Yanlong for ten minutes, just enough to put on airs...

Unfortunately, the other party remained as tricky as ever.

Just after watching him punch, he said disdainfully:

"Oh! Just drawing a tiger using a cat as a model."

Then, with a single slap, sent him back to reality...

"What a waste of my Cloud Water Pill, I’ll get you one day..."

This thought made Meng Chuan angry, determined to one day settle this score.

Coming back to his senses, he continued with his Tiger Roar Lung Training.

Having learned the dead tiger’s posture, even training in this method felt more intense.

Calming his heart and mind, the tiger roars resonated within his lungs.

With each unique breathing technique inhale and exhale, two streams of Qi.

The lungs felt as if they were burning like a charcoal furnace, intensely hot.

This was a sign of impending breakthrough; Meng Chuan endured it.

He focused on the imagery world, visualizing the old tiger’s thunderous breathing.

He attempted to learn from it.

Gradually, a rumbling "gurgle," the continuous breath of a fierce tiger emanated from his mouth.

The loudness of the roar wasn’t his way to break limits.

Meng Chuan calmed his mind, coordinating his breathing rhythm with the lung vibrations, as if resonating with the imagery of a breathing tiger.

As his breath became more continuous, the burning sensation in his lungs suddenly turned into a coolness, permeating his body.

[Tiger Roar Lung Training: Limit Broken]

[Gained Limit Breaking Trait: Tiger Breath (Basic)]

Previously, Meng Chuan wondered if the traits from breaking this limit could enhance the efficiency of the Qi Eating Skill.

Today, he finally unraveled the mystery.

He looked at the panel:

Function One: Fine Scent, slightly enhances lung capacity and continuity of breath, helping maintain a more stable breathing rhythm during intense combat;

Function Two: Tiger Qi, slightly increases aura during Tiger Form Fist eruptions.

"...Also broke limits, achieving the effects of the Elephant Form Fist."

Function Two wasn’t much use to him.

Upon consideration:

This method mainly imitates tiger breathing to strengthen the lungs. Traits from breaking this limit naturally enhance the Tiger Form Fist.

Looking back, he examined the effects of [Fine Scent] carefully.

While trying it, an insight welled up in his heart.

The Qi circulating in his lungs flowed like a creek; each breath seemed to create a subtle resonance with the Qi Blood throughout his body.

He suddenly realized that while Fine Scent couldn’t directly boost Qi Eating efficiency, it steadied his breathing rhythm, making it deeper.

Just as Dong Yue said, practicing Qi Eating is like eating and drinking, the steadier the breath, the smoother the swallowing.

"Breathing improvements naturally make Qi Eating more fluid."

Although not the qualitative change Meng Chuan most hoped for, it was still a pleasant surprise.

He tried channeling the Five Elements True Qi, though there was no boost in the speed of internal conversion, it flowed more smoothly through his internal organs.

After a moment of insight, Meng Chuan looked towards the [Horizontal Training Skill] category.

On the panel, exactly four Hard Skills remained.

"Next is the Shaolin Iron Crotch Skill and the Breaking Limit of Cyan Netherworld Dragon Lock Body..."

The former has reached perfection, Meng Chuan anticipated resolving it within three months.

The latter was still far from Breaking Limit, currently at the level of great achievement.

However, Grandmaster Zhao of Wudang once said that after reaching perfection, muscles and bones become like a dragon, and can even boost innate bone talent.

Meng Chuan looked forward to this.

Although after breaking into the Martial Arts Family, the role of comprehension gradually expanded.

Until after reaching Grandmaster status, it became the most important factor measuring a person’s talent.

But this all depended on having a good foundation of bone structure.

After all, a Martial Arts Family member who can break through to Grandmaster, unless something unusual happens, is assumed to start at a high level...

Meng Chuan’s bone structure, even after taking the Little Creation Bone Pill for enhancement, remained at an upper-middle level.

Not to mention top-tier talents, even compared to his classmates in the Grandmaster Class.

There’s still a gap and a lot of room for improvement.

At present, Cyan Netherworld Dragon Lock Body is close to perfection.

Maybe it could truly elevate his innate bone structure to the top tier.

Meng Chuan composed his heart spirit, slowly employing Qi Observation Skill and combining it with long breaths through his nose and mouth to quickly adjust his breathing.

"No rush, take it step by step..."

Though the path of Horizontal Training is long and painful, each step forward and the wonderful positive feedback of an increasingly formidable physique also fascinates him.

This was also the reason why, in a past life, so many people were into fitness.

Practicing this stuff, it’s somewhat addictive...

Moreover, having a healthy body is more important than anything.

When it comes to this life’s Martial Arts cultivation, the body is equally a capital of Martial Arts.

Of course, if the body is abnormally strong, then it’s even more of an asset...

...

Just after finishing cultivation, Meng Chuan changed out of his workout clothes and received a call from Senior Brother Chen Jing:

[Xiaomeng, pack up, and get ready to go down the mountain.]

Today is the finals day of the second Supernova competition.

Chen Jing is an officially appointed young Martial Arts Master judge for the finals.

He is the last champion, invited along with Uncle Bai from Yong’an Martial Arts Association, Bai Junfeng, to commentate on the finals.

Meng Chuan originally didn’t want to go, preferring to train on the mountain in peace.

But, it was an invitation from Yong’an City Government.

Thinking about the national talent pool placement they offered him,

Meng Chuan thought for a moment and didn’t decline.

He and Chen Jing had agreed two days ago to go together today.

[Coming, Senior Brother Chen, heading out now.]

[Alright, I’ll wait for you at the school gate.]

...

Outside the school gate.

Meng Chuan was delayed a bit due to breaking through the Limit of Hard Skills.

He looked at the figure under the statue, tall and robust, with arms stretched like an ape’s, and said apologetically:

"Brother Chen, I was delayed a bit with something earlier, really sorry."

Chen Jing smiled and said:

"No worries, I just arrived a few minutes ago."

Feeling the momentum on Meng Chuan, vaguely forming the embryonic form of Martial Arts Momentum, Chen Jing asked curiously:

"Xiaomeng, not far from the second limit?"

Meng Chuan nodded and said:

"Indeed not far, but I still need a few more months to settle."

Chen Jing praised:

"That’s already fast, breaking two in less than a year, looking throughout the whole United University history, not many have a faster breakthrough speed at the first limit than you.

However, there are also many who thicken their foundation before advancing, slower at the first and second limits, but then progress rapidly later.

Need to tighten the screws and not slack."

Meng Chuan laughed and said:

"Brother Chen is right, I will definitely keep working hard."

Time was tight, so they spoke no more and hurried down the mountain.

The scenery on both sides flashed past quickly.

Chen Jing’s long, flowing hair was blown to the back of his head by the fierce wind, making his hairstyle a bit messy.

Meng Chuan was fine, he was bald...

Chen Jing deliberately slowed his pace, and the two walked side by side.

Meng Chuan tilted his head and asked:

"Brother Chen, could you give me Chen Xuan’s contact info later? I want to ask him some questions."

He was planning to ask Chen Xuan about some content related to the national talent pool.

This matter is crucial, concerning whether he could get advanced Martial Arts resources from the country for free...

Previously planned to ask after coming out of Demon Nest.

But due to the temple and a series of events, plus being air-lifted to Fengtian by Divine Dragon Great Saint, he didn’t see Chen Xuan.

Later, he heard that Chen Jing was the other person’s cousin, which is why he asked.

Chen Jing adjusted the hair blown to the back of his head and said:

"Sure, I’ll tell him, and pass his business card to you."

"Thanks, Brother Chen."

"No problem."

...

As Martial Artists, both had terrifying foot strength.

In no time, they arrived at their destination.

Yong’an City, at the provincial Martial Arts Competition Center.

Meng Chuan looked at the grand building full of a sense of technology in front, feeling somewhat emotional:

"Haven’t been here for a long time, this year as the finals venue, it looks even more lively."

Seeing Meng Chuan’s expression, Chen Jing also felt a twinge of emotion.

Last year, he made time to watch the inaugural competition.

Meng Chuan’s performance back then left a deep impression on him.

"Xiaomeng, your title as ’National Champion’ started from here, didn’t it?"

Meng Chuan nodded, apart from not mentioning Tong Family Lane.

Yong’an Martial Arts Competition Center is considered his "place of dragons rising".

The two went to the backstage of the stadium to prepare, and took a look at the personal information of the final contestants.

One is a Shaolin Horizontal Training expert, while the other is a young genius from Wudang, both top-notch in the nine tests.

Sifang United University was defeated, Meng Chuan couldn’t help but sigh, these ancient martial sects passed down through generations still have considerable depth.

Chen Jing shook his head and sighed:

"United University is rising with martial artists like you and my cousin Chen Xuan.

In the future, it will catch up with the five great Tao and Buddhist sects in terms of depth, and it’s only a matter of time before it fully surpasses them."

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan smiled and said:

"With pillars like Brother Chen, our United University can flourish even more."

Chen Jing nodded with a serious face:

"Haha, let’s work hard together to build a beautiful United University."

"...Sure."

The sudden seriousness caught Meng Chuan off guard.

As the competition was about to start, Meng Chuan and Chen Jing said their goodbyes and parted ways.

As soon as he sat at the commentary seat, the camera immediately focused on him.

The audience went wild.