With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 160: The Initial Form of the Imagery (3k)

After being taught a lesson by Fang Jianxing, he became much more cautious in his interactions with others.

"Let's jump to the worst conclusion first. Whatever the other party might be planning is related to me."

Meng Chuan felt that Yin Tianshou's initiative in inquiring about the chemical plant was not simply a matter of being somewhat interested.

Yin Tianshou was the top-ranked player in the previous Tianshan Martial Arts Tournament.

Let alone myself, even a thousand Luo Shi tied together wouldn't be enough to defeat the other side.

"In any case, it's best to minimize contact in the future."

If you're not strong enough, you should keep a low profile; there's nothing more to say about that.

Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan put on shoe covers and was eager to try.

He planned to use the Tuan Shen cushion to its fullest potential; it was worth at least two million yuan, and he had to make the most of it.
He stood with his feet parallel and shoulder-width apart, bent his knees and lowered his hips, pressed his hands lightly, and focused his energy on his lower abdomen!

Stand on the meditation mat and practice stance training.
An hour passed, and he realized:

"It doesn't feel much different from standing on the floor normally."

[Taiyi Three Talents Stance: Human Stance (85%) Awaiting Limit Break]

"Never mind, it works as long as it's used. It's soft and doesn't hurt my feet, which is good too."

Meng Chuan comforted him.

After completing the standing meditation, Meng Chuan felt much better.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a top-tier mat; it's great even for stepping on your feet.

Before going to bed, he found the training diagrams for "Doma Iron Crotch Kung Fu" online, downloaded them, and studied them carefully.

Because this hard skill has certain unique effects and does not require the application of special esoteric ointments, many men of the Great Chu used it to enhance their weapons…

The discussion forum for this exercise is quite lively.

One netizen commented:

[Xiao Cheng can withstand an impact of 300 jin (approximately 150 kg), and ordinary swords and knives can hardly penetrate his oily skin!]

Meng Chuan's assessment was that it was difficult to maintain.

"What have you accomplished?! Is this for real? I don't believe it!"

[This technique is incredibly powerful! It leaves one unharmed even when scalding with boiling oil, and scorpion venom and spider venom dissipate upon contact!]

Meng Chuan was filled with questions; it was getting more and more absurd.

"Upstairs, you haven't reached perfection. The moment I achieved perfection, a deadly move spontaneously arose in my mind—the Soul-Shattering Pestle!"

Within five steps, an opponent would be struck as if by a charging yak; those without martial arts training would be instantly killed!

Meng Chuan immediately turned off his phone. After witnessing this chaotic scene, he decided it was best to ask Gang Ge for advice before practicing.
These netizens are going too far. If they practice it incorrectly, their lives will be ruined, and even high technology can't cure it.

The UN General Assembly is preparing for the high school entrance examination.

Some new faces have arrived at the school; they are all martial arts geniuses poached from other martial arts schools.

People strive for higher positions, just as water flows downhill. When the United Nations invited him, no one but Meng Chuan refused.
"Look here, this is a high-tech boxing stance unique to our United University, there is no other one like it."

In order to earn some pre-university credits, Zongping specifically took on the task of showing new students around the school from the academic affairs office.

"Can I try?"

"Let's try."

Zongping had no concept of the Dao.

"it is good!"

This new student comes from Hongwu High School and has above-average physical attributes.

After gaining enlightenment and understanding his special qualities some time ago, he was successfully invited to study at the United Nations University Preparatory High School.

He arrived at the innermost silicon gold stake and adopted the starting stance of the Pictographic Eagle Style Boxing - Eagle Spreading Wings!
Seeing this, Zong Ping looked strange and spoke up to remind him:

"Xiao Liu, try a different one."

"why?"

Zongping is at the same level as him, which is also the fifth level.

He was a year older than him, so he was somewhat resentful.

"Then go ahead and try it, you'll see."

Xiao Liu stood still beside the stake, and with his right hand, he forcefully grabbed down from above.

With fingers curled inward, imagine grasping the wooden stake and tearing it apart like an eagle.

"what!"

He jumped up and down, his five fingers visibly red and swollen, but the silicon-gold stake remained motionless.

"Pfft, hahahaha."

Those who knew better were already covering their mouths and chuckling to themselves.

"Damn it, I don't believe it!"

Feeling humiliated, Xiao Liu angrily kicked him.

The silicon gold pile remained unmoved, while only Xiao Liu's louder wails echoed throughout the martial arts arena.

"Hahaha, this kid is hilarious."

The older students around him laughed; yet another stubborn kid was trying to challenge this stake.

The laughter around him made his face turn red with anger, and he endured the pain in his hands and feet, and frantically pounded on the stake.

This silicon-gold stake seemed to be encased in a layer of anti-tank armor; Xiao Liu's attacks were completely reflected back.

There are still more good people than bad. An older student nearby, unable to bear his persistence, spoke up to remind him:

"Go and drive another silicon gold stake. This one is specially tuned; even I couldn't drive it, let alone you. It was made especially for you."

Just then, a strong and muscular figure strode over.

Zongping waved and greeted him:
"Brother Chuan!"

Meng Chuan smiled and nodded in response.

Upon seeing him come to practice his boxing, the older students greeted him warmly.

"Brother Chuan, let's play a little longer today, I want to take a closer look."

"no problem."

He had recently gained some insights into boxing techniques and was ready to unleash his full potential and practice his stances thoroughly. At the same time, several new students standing behind Zong Ping were also sizing up Meng Chuan.

"His vigorous and powerful appearance certainly gives him the air of a master."

Meng Chuan stood in front of the innermost stake, while Xiao Liu next to him covered his right hand, which had been injured by the shock.

Although he was physically strong, he had a youthful face. Seeing everyone around him calling him "brother," he couldn't help but remind them:
"Brother Chuan, this stake is too hard, it's difficult to drive into it."

Before he could speak, someone explained to Xiao Liu:
"This is your brother Chuan's exclusive training post. The martial arts arena administrator adjusted the hardness behind the scenes. No one else in the entire pre-high training ground can hit it except him."

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Xiao Liu remained silent; no wonder Zong Ping had told him to change it.

"So the clown was me all along."

Without thinking twice, he quickly moved aside to make room.

Meng Chuan stood in front of the silicon gold pile, and tapped the pile body lightly with his thick knuckles, producing a dull metallic sound.

An expert's skill is immediately apparent, and Xiao Liu immediately realized that this person was a master ten stories above him.

He had just tried to hit this one, but even with all his strength, he couldn't make a sound.

The other person simply rubbed it with one finger!

Meng Chuan was testing the hardness. Yesterday afternoon, he specifically asked the administrator to increase the hardness by another 10%, which was already doubled.

"A silicon gold stake of normal hardness could be pierced by Brother Chuan in just three punches."

Zongping explained to the new students behind him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Chuan's body suddenly erupted with a thunderous sound from his bones.

He stretched out his arms, and crimson mist rose from his palms. It was the starting stance of the Five Elements Universe Fist, the [Molten Core Flame Burst Fist].

As the inner fire energy circulated in the air, the new students suddenly felt their throats dry and their breathing labored, as if the air was being gripped by an invisible hand.

This is the unique field control ability of the Five Elements Universe Fist, which Luo Guanyun jokingly referred to as the "prototype of the artistic conception".

Its unique artistic vision is, of course, vastly different from that of a Xingyi martial arts master.

But the fact that it could be used by a seventh-level martial artist is still quite astonishing.

Meng Chuan swung his arm and threw a punch, and the crimson mist condensed into a fiery python coiling around his arm as he exerted force.

The moment the fist touched the silicon-gold pile surface, dark red patterns spread across the surface like a spider web.

boom!
Xiao Liu was speechless with astonishment.

In his view, the seemingly indestructible alloy melted into a dent the size of a bowl, as if a hot knife were cutting through wax.

The molten metal droplets hung in mid-air, only to be smoothed out by the force of Meng Chuan's palm strike.

Before the moves had even stopped, the Qi of Green Wood surged forth from his liver meridian.

Meng Chuanhua used his fist as a claw to grip the silicon gold stake tightly, his five fingers embedded in the still-hot metal.

The next moment, everyone heard a long "ripping" sound, a sickening metallic twisting sound!

In Meng Chuan's hands, the silicon gold stake was twisted like a rope, and he forcibly rotated it ninety degrees.

This is a new fighting style of the "Silk Reeling and Energy Accumulation Fist". It strengthens the palm with the energy of the liver wood. With the support of powerful force, even a mountain king or tiger can be twisted into a folding screen!
After practicing the Five Elements Fist several times, Meng Chuan adopted the second most familiar starting stance of the fist style—Luo Family Eight Extremes, while the first was naturally Guoyi Fist.

The Shaolin Long Fist struck the silicon gold stake, instantly creating tiny dents on the metal surface.

Immediately following, a punch followed by an elbow strike to the top of the head, the silvery-white stake was chiseled with several gaps, and molten metal surged like a living thing in an emergency repair.

His body was close to the pillar, and due to the influence of [Sharpness], when he burst out in a short burst, he shaved off countless half-inch thick silicon gold shells, which were pulled back and reassembled by the gravity of the pillar before they even hit the ground.

After three passes, the pile was covered with meteorite-crater-like scars and gradually developed a mercury-like sheen.

The molten metal flowed back along the grooves of the pile, leaving only a faint fist imprint after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

"Great!"

Meng Chuan praised, "Without these silicon-gold stakes, I would only be able to practice shadowboxing now."

The martial arts arena fell into a deathly silence.

Xiao Liu stared at his swollen fist, then suddenly bowed ninety degrees to Meng Chuan:
"Brother Chuan, can you teach me how to master Eagle Claw Kung Fu to this level?"

"Practice your boxing skills and don't overthink it."

A female voice rang out from behind Xiao Liu; it was Meng Jiaolong.

She walked to Meng Chuan's side and said:

"It's lunchtime, let's go to the cafeteria for lunch and then help each other out this afternoon?"

"You're thick-skinned; I've just learned a new Dragon Claw technique, I'll give it a try."

Meng Chuan remained silent, then waved his hand and said:

"Tomorrow, I have something to do this afternoon."

"Okay, then tomorrow."

After dinner, Meng Chuan hurried home.

The reason is simple: after sparring with Gang this morning, [Tama Iron Arm] is about to break its limit.

As the effects of the hematopoietic ointment began to take hold, he needed to quickly arrange the promotion ceremony.

"I wonder if we can even break through the limits without resorting to these mystical and supernatural methods."

After thinking about it, I decided against it. This was my first time breaking through the limits of Western Region hard skills, so it was better to follow the rules.

The attic of the house.

Meng Chuan sat on the prayer mat, lit incense, and began reciting the pinyin version of the Tantric text.

His perception and mental strength have now far surpassed what they used to be.

As time passed, one could feel a mysterious force swirling around his arm.

A moment later, the mysterious power returned to it, and the slightly oppressive feeling dissipated.

[Tama Iron Arm: Perfect (99%) → (100%) Limit Broken]

Gain the Breakthrough Trait: Rock Arm (Basic)
Meng Chuan examined its effects intently and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Function 1: Counter-damage arm armor. When the arms withstand sword and blade strikes, they become as solid as rock, triggering a counter-shock force (counter-damaging the enemy by 20% of the impact force).

Function 2: Earth Vein Sensing. It can detect ground vibrations and rock changes in a small area around the user, detect enemies and traps hidden underground or in the rocks, or predict impending geological disasters such as earthquakes and landslides.

(End of this chapter)