With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 339 General Qi, who is knowledgeable in both ancient and modern times, what is one plus one?
After studying it for a while, Meng Chuan realized that it was like a "combination technique" in boxing.

【Tong Gu】Enhances understanding of ancient martial arts. After mastering it, 【Bo Jin】Practices the branches of martial arts that have been mastered, which can further increase the probability of sudden enlightenment.

The former is ancient and easy to understand literally, meaning that one receives enlightenment during spiritual practice.

The latter, Bo Jin, clearly defines the conditions for ancient martial arts branches and boxing techniques, which Meng Chuan understands well. Isn't it just the so-called "modernized ancient martial arts boxing and modern boxing techniques"?

Which ancient martial art style did you learn as a reference?

Therefore, this particular style of boxing is the origin of its branches and trunks.

Let me take the Cannon Fist and Collapse Fist techniques that I currently know as examples.

Although both are only third-rate boxing styles, they are indeed the oldest ancient martial arts styles.

As for the description of its function, it is the "sub-branch".

It's easy to understand. Meng Chuan somehow knew that it was a boxing style of the same or lower level.

Take, for example, the Qi Jiguang Long Fist, which has just broken through its limits. This style of boxing encompasses branches from the first to the third level.

All boxing styles were created with it as a reference.

Thinking of this, Meng Chuan remembered the intermediate-level true skill ancient martial arts fist technique [Five Thunderbolts] in his hand.

This method breaks through limitations, and with the blessing of "Bo Jin," one's path of lightning will be mostly clear.

Remembering the agreed return time with Professor Li, Meng Chuan pondered:
"I'll find some time to get started and see if that old Deng is going to dig any more holes for me."

In short, with the acquisition of the Battle Soul trait, Meng Chuan's future path in ancient martial arts will be much smoother.

My mental strength has not yet recovered. I will try out the effects of this battle spirit space after I recover.

While continuing to practice the Five Elements Fist, Meng Chuan had some guesses in his mind.

The three functions of the "Battle Spirit" are precisely his process of exploring, summarizing, and verifying the path of Qi Jiguang's Long Fist.

From self-study and repeated practice to the world of imagination, Qi Shuai puts on all sorts of tests.

Ultimately, he combined his own boxing principles with innovation, breaking through its limitations.

The whole process is very similar to repeatedly passing on the "one certificate for life" to solidify the results of the boxing practice into the body.

Finally, these three traits come into play.
However, this is just speculation, and many boxing techniques have acquired traits that are not closely related to this.

After all, the path of martial arts is mysterious and unpredictable; the same technique can have vastly different effects on different people.

Not to mention the effects after breaking the limits of the technique, most people would not achieve any results by practicing it, let alone such abnormal results as him.

Panels, traits, and even permanent certificates contain many mysteries and tricks.

Only after one's own strength and vision have improved can one figure them out one by one.

With this thought in mind, Meng Chuan stopped obsessing over the details and calmly resumed practicing his boxing.

Three days later.

Early in the morning, Meng Chuan finished his mental cultivation practice and came to the martial arts qi and blood testing room.

He wants to check his current blood and qi levels.

Chu Yanhu had just finished the test and listened to the sweet, gentle notification sound as he stepped out of the testing room with a smug look on his face.

Upon first seeing Meng Chuan, sensing the imposing aura emanating from him, his expression subtly changed:

"Holy crap, Chuan-ge, you've mutated your three orifices?"

Chu Yanhu had just undergone a transformation at Baihui, and thought the gap had narrowed, but unexpectedly it has widened even further.
"Yes, it was a lucky breakthrough."

Meng Chuan nodded with a smile.

Moreover, this was after Qi Jiguang's Long Fist technique broke through the limits.

He is now much closer to the level of Qi and blood needed for the fourth acupoint to undergo transformation.

[Dear "Infinite Fist" master, your health is 2766.3. You're getting closer to your second limit. Keep it up!]

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He only turned the prompt tone back after he finished the last test.

I didn't expect it to change again today. That kid Chu Yanhu must have a lot of free time.
After bidding farewell to the other party, Meng Chuan went to the alchemy room, intending to take advantage of the 15% discount to buy more Qi-Jia Spirit Pills.

Next, it will be time to focus on intensive training.

He plans to prepare all the necessary materials in advance.

Try not to go down the mountain before December, and begin your secluded cultivation before the Demon Nest summons.

After leaving the alchemy room, looking at the ten large pills in his hand and then at the rapidly decreasing credit balance on his card, Meng Chuan couldn't help but sigh:

"Including what I have left, this is just enough for me to use until the end of the year."

If I can no longer earn credits, the Qi Armor Elixir will revert to its original price, and I really won't be able to afford it anymore.
What kind of family can afford to max out all the necessary resources when practicing cultivation? That's really expensive.

Unlike others, he needed the "Meridian Opening Elixir," which could help expand his meridians and improve the efficiency of his stance training.

This item is even more expensive than the Qiojia Lingdan. Apart from a very few top-tier families, only those with the financial means can afford to consume both elixirs together.

Most martial artists only buy and take it occasionally when they urgently need it.

Over the past six months, Meng Chuan has spent at least 100 million yuan on improving the efficiency of qi and blood accumulation.

It's true that once you enter the world of martial arts, there's no turning back; your wallet becomes a stranger.
But Meng Chuan wasn't too worried, since there was another "big job" waiting for him in December.

"I'll be able to go to the Demon Nest to make money by the end of the year. I'll earn battle merits and academic credits at the same time, which will help me take off on my path to the second level."

For now, let's digest what we've already accumulated first.
The next morning.

After Meng Chuan got up, he realized that his mental strength had been fully restored.

As he focused his mind on the Battle Soul Space, a symbol of unknown meaning appeared on the inside of his wrist.

It looks like a pale red, upside-down question mark.

As he activated his thought, the symbol on his wrist flickered with a soft light.

This reminded him of how Principal Yang had "opened his third eye" before.
Meng Chuan was curious:

"Can [Battle Spirit] be considered a super-system manifested trait?"

Yang Huan's special ability, "Sacred Eyes Reveal Truth," is that he has an extra vertical pupil between his eyebrows.

It remains hidden in ordinary times, only revealing itself when needed.

It looks a bit like the question mark hanging upside down on his wrist.

"I guess mine counts too. Who says birthmarks or tattoos don't count as being outside the system?"

Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan stopped dwelling on it.

Forget about this and that, as long as it works and is effective, that's all that matters. As his mind was fully activated, Meng Chuan's gaze shifted.

In a daze, he found himself standing in a dimly lit environment.

Meng Chuan knew that this was the so-called "Battle Soul Space".

Next, we will rely on our mental strength to demonstrate ancient martial arts.

He knew that all his actions here, just like before in the world of imagination, would consume his mental energy.

Immediately afterward, Meng Chuan no longer hesitated, and began to practice Qi Jiguang's long fist technique, thinking of that "reef and wave".

The next moment, the surrounding darkness began to flicker with light.

As it crumbled and broke apart, it returned to the familiar riverside.

The deafening shouts of battle filled my ears, along with the gibberish of the Japanese pirates.

Meng Chuanming realized that this was not a scene of "reefs and waves," but rather a scene of "fighting Japanese pirates on the riverbank."

He was thinking of reefs and waves, but in reality, he was brought to this scene.

"It seems this is the first 'beggar' point in the [Battle Soul Space]."

Meng Chuan understands this history; Qi Shuai's original intention in creating this boxing style was to use it for everyday life.
Unable to change the scene, he could only rely on the deepest martial arts principles to recreate the scene where the essence of the fist technique resided, thereby helping him learn.

This level of begging is acceptable; it's not a big problem.

Meng Chuan still needs to continue testing the functions of the Battle Soul Space.

The riverbank in front of him was a scene of war, and he looked towards a high ground behind him.

A familiar figure stands there.

Commander Qi, wearing a python robe.

Recalling the words spoken when the previous imagery world dissipated, "We'll meet again someday."

Meng Chuandu felt a sense of destiny today and walked over to him with great interest.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard an angry shout.

"This is a battlefield, not a place for you to wander around at will! Where is the Central Protector General? Execute him!"

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This General Qi had completely forgotten the friendship between the two of them.
Another "beggar" spot discovered; the NPCs here are different from those in the Imaginary World.

They lack wisdom or, in other words, they lack memory.

It is simply a personified manifestation of the true essence of boxing techniques.

He ignored things like the Central Guard and continued testing the level of intelligence.

Meng Chuan asked tentatively:
"General Qi, what is one plus one?"

Qi Shuai did not respond to him, but instead drew his sword.
Meng Chuan laughed and dodged, his body gradually expanding as he shouted:

"Wait a minute! I'm willing to be the pioneer!"

Time flies, and what happened on the field shocked everyone.

A giant over six meters tall was relentlessly slaughtering Japanese pirates.

They were still performing the boxing techniques they had learned in an orderly manner.

Their techniques and routines are so sophisticated that even the head coach would be ashamed of his own inferiority.

While fighting, Meng Chuan kept a close eye on the expressions of the others.

Apart from Qi Shuai, everyone else looked exactly the same in shock, as if they were cut from the same mold.

Meng Chuan understood that, just like in the world of imagery, the "supporting roles" were mechanical and devoid of intelligence.

A thick fog gradually rose along the riverbank, and the setting sun overhead was like blood.

After regaining his strength, Meng Chuan sat down on the ground with Commander Qi and began discussing the long fist technique they both knew.

Qi Shuai couldn't help but speak up:

"This is a fist technique I created in the army. How come you use it so skillfully?"

What he wanted to say was why they played even better than him, but he was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

Meng Chuan looked at the teacher in front of him, whose face was still young.

It no longer seems to have the weathered look of standing on the reef.

A strange, inexplicable feeling stirred within him, but ultimately, he smiled and said:

"You taught me."

"I?"

This young man's mastery of long fist is unparalleled; he can even transform into a six-meter giant. I can't teach him any of that.

"First you made me kill Japanese pirates, then you slashed me with a knife, and finally you stabbed me with a gun."

The other person looked puzzled, as if they were listening to gibberish.

"What is all this nonsense? Are you talking in your sleep?"

Meng Chuan was slightly disappointed, wondering if it was like an "Easter egg" in a game.

An event or some words are needed to unlock its long-buried memories.

It seems I was overthinking it.

When Qi Shuai said "we'll meet again" on the reef, he didn't mean it like this.

He realized that his mental energy was gradually dissipating and would soon be insufficient to sustain him in staying.

Meng Chuanxin sensed that his time was limited and he should "leave".

He had a sudden inspiration and, mimicking what "Commander Qi" had said on the reef earlier, laughed:

"We will meet again."

After saying that, his figure gradually faded and disappeared into the world.

"??"

After stepping out of the Battle Soul Space, Meng Chuan felt no discomfort whatsoever.

The mark on the wrist also gradually faded until it disappeared, waiting for the next trigger.

Meng Chuan glanced at his watch, then looked at the phone he had set up to record before entering the Battle Soul Space.

(End of this chapter)