With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 67: Persistent Xiaomeng

Liang Weilong faced Meng Chuan’s fierce onslaught without any panic, the difference in Qi Blood was evident.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He raised his hand, using palm against fist, like mountains returning to the sea, blocking Meng Chuan’s punches one by one.

"Can you still continue?"

Meng Chuan did not speak and responded with a punch. His figure flashed and moved to Liang Weilong’s side, his punch thundering out.

Liang Weilong sidestepped, and Meng Chuan immediately stepped forward, sticking close to continue short-range attacks.

"Good, that’s a keen battle instinct."

Liang Weilong continued to use his palms to parry Meng Chuan’s incoming punches.

The two fought faster and faster, their afterimages interweaving atop the wooden stakes.

As the speed increased, many classmates at the second Qi and Blood Gate couldn’t keep up with their movements, their eyes filled with disbelief.

After twenty minutes, as the final leap punch was blocked by Liang Weilong, Meng Chuan jumped back, somewhat exhausted.

In the past, with such high-intensity attacking during practice with Master Luo, he could only last ten minutes at most.

Now, having gained Heavy Strike, even his endurance has improved significantly.

"It seems the activation of muscles not only improved the transmission of strength and muscle explosiveness but also increased the body’s resilience."

Teacher Liang spoke:

"Rest for a while before continuing?"

"Okay."

At this moment, Liang Weilong’s palms were also faintly aching. He had used all his Transformed Strength, but the accumulated force still made his palms entirely red.

He was somewhat puzzled in his heart:

"Is it really the fourth gate? Why is this kid’s strength so strong?"

A short break later, Meng Chuan felt fully recovered, without the slightest fatigue in his body.

The role of tendons is to connect bones and muscles, with the expansion and contraction of muscles pulling the tendons, which subsequently drive bone movement.

Therefore, after frequently throwing punches and kicks, tendons will shrink, and it is inevitable to feel soreness when making movements, needing time to recover.

Meng Chuan merely sat on the ground for a short while and completely recovered; it seems this is mostly thanks to [Heavy Strike].

Seeing Teacher Liang’s palms turning red, Meng Chuan felt embarrassed to continue asking him to spar.

But he hadn’t had his fill, so he looked around and noticed a familiar figure.

"Zong Ping, come up and lend a hand."

Zong Ping pointed at himself, looking at Meng Chuan in confusion.

"Me?"

"Let’s practice body technique; you can attack, and I’ll just defend with my hands."

That sounded reasonable; Zong Ping readily agreed, wanting to see the gap between himself and Meng Chuan now.

On the stakes, the two figures alternated between colliding and pursuing and evading.

After each collision, Zong Ping would be sent retreating several meters by Meng Chuan.

"Why is this guy’s strength so great?"

Zong Ping had sparred with martial artists at the fourth gate before.

He knew that after solidifying Qi Blood and mastering Dark Strength at the fourth gate, he wasn’t likely an equal opponent, but being sent flying from just a mere palm shouldn’t be possible.

Zong Ping was incredulous and continued to attack, with each assault fierce like a tiger descending a mountain.

But each collision ended with him being flung backward, and after failing to stand firm on the last retreat and falling off the stake, he stood up from the ground and shouted:

"Not fighting anymore; your strength is too much."

Meng Chuan did not intend this either; having just mastered Heavy Strike, he indeed couldn’t stop himself.

Helplessly, he turned his gaze to Teacher Liang.

Teacher Liang had intended to take a break when suddenly, the principal’s pre-term exhortations appeared in his mind.

[Provide what’s needed during crucial times.]

He then gritted his teeth and leaped onto the stakes.

"Come, continue."

...

It wasn’t until lunchtime that Meng Chuan finally spared Liang Weilong.

[Luo’s Eight Extremes: Proficient (25%) → (27%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]

[Inch Step: Perfection (28%) → (29%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]

"Teacher Liang, continuing in the afternoon?"

Looking at his crimson hands, Liang Weilong turned his head and squeezed out a hint of a smile:

"I have no classes this afternoon, Teacher Zhang will take you all; I’ll remind him."

"He practices Bear-shaped Mountain Holding Skill and also dabbles in external Body Refinement, very hardy."

Upon hearing about external Body Refinement, Meng Chuan’s eyes lit up.

According to his master’s arranged learning schedule, he was to start practicing Hard Skills only after breaking the seven gates.

It is said that daily training for Hard Skills requires help to strike and stimulate the skin.

It’s not time yet, but it’s something needed in the future.

Building a good relationship with Teacher Zhang early is definitely wise!

During lunch at the cafeteria, Meng Chuan met a few classmates from the original class three.

"Meng Chuan, you’re amazing, don’t forget us when you make it big."

"Definitely, definitely."

After the meal, Meng Chuan returned to the Martial Arts Dojo to continue practicing punches.

The Wooden Stake Area was bustling, with activity continuing throughout the afternoon.

As expected of one who practices external skills, Teacher Chen indeed packs a punch!

After class, Meng Chuan sat on the ground to adjust his breathing; the afternoon’s high-intensity sparring thoroughly satisfied him.

Recalling Teacher Chen Tie’s broad and robust figure like a raging bear, he couldn’t break the defense without using Dark Strength.

"Didn’t you eat?"

"It’s like scratching an itch; use more force!"

What man wouldn’t aspire to be invulnerable to knives and spears, invincible like Vajra?

Meng Chuan became increasingly eager for external skills.

Master Luo seemed busy again recently and had left a message saying he wouldn’t be around tonight.

A path under the evening glow.

Meng Chuan returned home for dinner.

Meng Yiyi had already returned to school, and there was one less person at the dinner table, which felt a bit unusual to Meng Chuan.

Aunt Xue Na served Meng Chuan some dishes.

Looking at her suddenly robust nephew, Xue Na asked in confusion:

"Chuan, does the Medicinal Paste have any side effects?"

Meng Chuan wasn’t sure what his aunt meant.

"I don’t think so, they’re all good herbs."

"Then why suddenly..."

Xue Na said while drawing circles with her hand."

Meng Chuan suddenly understood; his sudden bulkiness had surprised his aunt.

"I’ve had some breakthroughs in Martial Arts recently, normal growth, plus your excellent nutrition."

Hearing Meng Chuan praise her, Xue Na smiled brightly.

"Being strong is good, the stronger, the better; that’s a sign of strength. Look at any Martial Arts Family, none of them hunch over!"

Uncle Meng Yongzhi concluded.

Then uncle seemed to remember something and paused before saying to Meng Chuan:

"Chuan, do you still remember the officer who died at the end of last year?"

Meng Chuan nodded.

"Yes, did they catch the person?"

Meng Yongzhi sighed:

"Yes, they caught the culprit and killed him on the spot."

"I heard from a colleague working the night shift last night that the Celestial Demon Force Field was caught by Skynet, and Chief Long happened to be in the station."

"The data department analyzed it to be that Celestial Demon, and Chief Long went out in person, crushing the opponent with a single punch."

Lately, Yong’an City’s law and order issues have frequently arisen due to disturbances from Celestial Demons and Demon Path people, so Long Jiu’s punch managed to stabilize the situation.

Meng Chuan also remarked:

"Chief Long is truly amazing, the terror of a Martial Arts Master is remarkable."

Meng Yongzhi grew prouder as he looked at Meng Chuan.

"Keep working hard, Chuan, your uncle believes you can do it too."

Meng Chuan nodded forcefully and continued eating.

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