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Chapter 393 The sunken ship is defeated! The old boxer is defeated! Man will conquer nature!

With a long howl, a surge of air erupted from his swollen lungs.

The breath that Liu Sanduo exhaled was manipulated by the power of martial arts. It first adhered to his whole body, and then landed on his two fists, causing the heat to rise.

To Chen Xuewu, who was standing to the side, his master's behavior at this moment was like a rice cooker that had just finished cooking rice suddenly having its lid lifted.

His arms rolled like waves, unleashing hundreds of fist strikes in a short burst.

The dissipated true energy drifted upwards, as if staining the "azure sky" with blue.

As they drifted onto the water's surface, they stirred up sprays of water, and the water, like spears, gathered from the bottom of the lake and shot out in rows along with their bodies, just like "waves crashing against rocks."

At the same time, Liu Sanduo's footwork was equally exquisite, with his left foot striking upwards while his right foot slammed to the ground sideways.

This unusual stance made him seem like he was "rowing against the current." Instead of being overwhelmed by Meng Chuan's offensive, he seemed to be subtly trying to gain the upper hand and seize the rhythm.

Meng Chuan's eyes gleamed with excitement, and his heart burned with anticipation.

This exquisite Bajiquan fighting style, though far less powerful than the Five Thunderbolts, is still quite formidable.

But how can a martial artist be just strong enough to fly bricks?

He was thinking of going all out to end the game and get back to his studies as soon as possible.
"Never mind, so Uncle Liu won't think I won unfairly."

With these thoughts in mind, Meng Chuan's figure erupted once again.

The veins all over his body bulged as he exerted force.

Thick, viscous white mist rose from his pores, and then his entire body was completely covered in black light, forcefully crashing into the formation of the Eight Extremes of Shaking Rivers.

Meng Chuan wanted to make Uncle Liu experience what true despair was.
boom--!
A series of blows landed on Meng Chuanzhou's body. When the dust settled, both master and apprentice felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Meng Chuan's body flashed with mysterious light a few times, but his body remained motionless, without any change.

Meng Chuan grinned and charged forward with a heavy stomp, the pressure continuing to press towards Liu Sanduo.

After unleashing hundreds of punches, Liu Sanduo and his disciple Chen Xuewu, who was watching from a distance, saw that Meng Chuan was completely unharmed and their eyes widened in anger.

"Damn it. Can't even scratch this?"

It's incredibly hard, how is that possible?

He's a second-tier talent, not a first-tier one!
Liu Sanduo gritted his teeth, his internal energy surging like a river within his body.

A powerful, surging roar burst forth from between his teeth, like the rising tide of the Qiantang River.

With a long howl, Liu Sanduo's body sank as if a heavily laden boat, taking steps and running rapidly, his shoulders emitting a dense blue light.

His entire body was like a "sunken ship approaching a shallow beach," crashing heavily into it.

This move, known as "Sinking Boat," was unleashed, tearing the cold wind to shreds with its immense force.

His martial arts prowess was fully concentrated in this "lean," creating a powerful and overwhelming force, like a surging wave!
【Sinking Boat Leaning】This is the true killing move of Bajiquan martial arts!
It is different from the Eight Extremes - Iron Mountain Lean.

This is a scene from ancient times, where the Liu family ancestors practiced Bajiquan by battling the waves at the seaside.

After comprehending the essence of the fist, the true skill of Bajiquan is achieved through integration and mastery.

With momentum like waves and fist intent like tides, this is a true martial art that remains unmoved even under the overwhelming power of nature.

"sharp."

Meng Chuan nodded inwardly; he liked the "human will can conquer nature" spirit contained in this style of boxing.

As the ship sank by crashing into it, Liu Sanduo's spirit and energy had already coalesced into a single rope, connecting "sound, power, strength, and momentum," and bursting forth all at once, giving Meng Chuan a sense of overwhelming pressure, as if a huge wave was crashing down on him, leaving him nowhere to hide.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Sanduo's counterattack came surging forth!

As I said before, with his apprentice watching from the sidelines, he absolutely cannot afford to lose face and be defeated!

Faced with Uncle Liu's fierce offensive, Meng Chuan remained unmoved.

He looked at Liu Sanduo with a somewhat solemn expression, neither happy nor sad, neither angry nor resentful, but carefully searching for Liu Sanduo's "weaknesses".

Just as the large ship was about to crash into him, Meng Chuan suddenly felt his bones and muscles cracking and popping.

He deftly deflected the attack by flipping his hand upwards, the heel of his palm brushing past the opponent's elbow.

At the same time, the body twists slightly to the right, deflecting the powerful impact coming from the side.

He has a wealth of practical experience and figured out how to resolve the situation in an instant.

The term "sinking ship" refers to the overwhelming force from above, with a heavy ship carrying waves pressing down hard.

Meng Chuan's Bajiquan technique, "Fanlan Chui," involves generating power from the bottom up.

No matter what kind of killer move you use, as long as you can block it, let's see who's stronger!
Bang-!
The two were like two startled swans in the sky, clashing fiercely!

"Click."
This sound emanated from Meng Chuan, as his black armor crumbled inch by inch.

It had already been shattered and broken by the martial arts killing moves of the two masters.

This sound delighted Chen Xuewu, who was standing nearby.

"Is Master going to win?"

His worst fears didn't come true; he simply couldn't beat Meng Chuan.

If even his master was inferior to the other, he was truly distressed.
However, Meng Chuan only blushed and his body remained motionless as he withstood the blow.

His left arm sank down, and at the same time his body slid to the right rear like a ghost.

As he dodged Liu Sanduo's next attack, he tilted his head back and breathed out like a whale exhaling mist, causing the entire artificial lake to tremble and roar with his breath.

Meng Chuan figured it out: he couldn't beat Uncle Liu in Bajiquan, and he couldn't beat Wuxing either.

Both of his fists swung downwards, his kidney energy surging like a dragon stirring up a pool. Before the fists even arrived, the lake surface was already rippled with waves hundreds of feet high!

With his right fist raised, azure true energy connected with the lake tide below him, enveloping Meng Chuan's body, condensing, rotating, and entangled.

It was as if the sea god had descended, accompanied by waves. With this punch, in Liu Sanduo's eyes, Meng Chuan seemed like a completely different person.

His aura and figure were incredibly majestic, like a king in the water.

This is "borrowing momentum," a profound concept in Five Elements Fist.

Liu Sanduo's expression was solemn; he could sense the spiritual power contained within the force of the punch.

This power is about to be unleashed entirely upon him.
He could faintly hear the sound of the tide; it was Meng Chuan riding the waves.

boom!
Another explosion rang out, and the kidney water energy and water-element true energy swirled and intertwined, wrapping around the arm, and slammed hard into Liu Sanduo's body!
Bang!
The two hands collided, and the sound swept through the air again, like the violent crashing of ocean waves.

Both of them were using the water of the entire lake to demonstrate their own martial arts.

Upon contact, Liu Sanduo's knees sank, and he almost fell off the water.

A look of disbelief flashed in his eyes. His perfected Eight Extremes True Skill killing move had been blocked just like that.
They could even launch a furious counterattack!
Meng Chuan grinned; it had been a long time since he'd had such a thrilling fight.

But in terms of boxing skills, Uncle Liu is stronger and more powerful than Master Lu!

That blocked the move that was meant to sink a boat.

"It's my turn now."

It's my turn to show Uncle Liu what the "Layered Waves Shattering Rock Fist" is all about!
Meng Chuan's punches became increasingly fierce, and Liu Sanduo finally couldn't withstand the pressure and took a half step back.

In that instant, Meng Chuan continued to pounce, unleashing countless punches in succession.

Each of his punches was accompanied by surging momentum, each punch bursting forth with an extreme, breathtaking power.

Meng Chuan's interpretation of the Five Elements Kidney Water Boxing style seems to be telling the opponent something through the meaning of the boxing.

The tide has turned and cannot be turned back!
Liu Sanduo floated on the lake. He felt as if he were on a vast blue sea, with waves about to come, as soon as he closed his eyes!

Although mental calmness is a fundamental quality of a martial artist.

However, under Meng Chuan's immense aura, his body made a "creaking" sound as it disintegrated.

It's as if the building is about to collapse.
This is a deep-level confrontation between two martial artists, focusing on their fighting style and artistic conception.

"I have to hold on; Xuewu is still watching from the sidelines."

Liu Sanduo gritted his teeth and forcefully intercepted all of Meng Chuan's attacks.

At the same time, he fiercely suppressed the overwhelming feeling in his heart.

How unwavering is the will of a martial arts master!

If it were anyone else, they would have already broken down mentally and realized that the situation was hopeless under Meng Chuan's offensive.

However, Liu Sanduo firmly guarded his mental defenses.

He was like a petrel in a storm, always standing tall and unyielding.

We just need to wait for the storm to pass and the sky to clear.
However, just as he blocked the strange, penetrating force, Meng Chuan unleashed another burst of power!

The effect of 【泽息】 on dampness marks.

[Anything touched by the fist will leave a barely perceptible water stain. Subsequent water-elemental punches will add a certain amount of damage with each strike, up to a maximum of five stacks.]

"break!"

A sharp whistle burst from Meng Chuan's mouth, and he was enveloped by the water, like a surfer riding the waves.

The water column in the lake exploded and flew away instantly with this high-pitched sound.

When the tides are high, the entire artificial lake seems to be lifted up by an invisible hand, forming a huge circular water curtain.

Meng Chuan's momentum reached its peak at this moment, and he leaped into the air on the surging waves.

All the water-elemental true energy was compressed into a single, dazzling blue light in the right fist, and then unleashed another punch with overwhelming force!
This punch was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Completely and utterly tear apart Liu Sanduo's last line of defense.

The azure light emanating from the fist, carrying a chilling power, shattered Liu Sanduo's solid defense and landed on his chest.

Bang-!
Even a seasoned martial arts master, a veteran who had devoted himself to Bajiquan for decades, ultimately could not stop this punch.

The final strike of the "Layered Waves Shattering Rocks Fist" hit Liu Sanduo in the chest, causing his entire body to straighten taut.

Like an inverted sword, it pierced straight into the lake bottom without even causing a ripple.
"Master!"

On the lakeshore, Chen Xuewu's voice was first filled with disbelief, then with anxiety and concern.

He could hardly believe that his master had lost.

Then, I was worried that my master might have been killed by Meng Chuan with a single punch.
Chen Xuewu's worst fears did not come true. Small bubbles rose to the surface of the water, then burst open in an arc, from which Liu Sanduo shot out.

Meng Chuan floated on his toes, his hands behind his back, showing no intention of continuing the fight.

He sensed that his opponent's momentum had already plummeted to rock bottom.

Uncle Liu has already lost.

Just as Meng Chuan had expected, Liu Sanduo first struggled to stand up on the water.

Then he staggered, unable to support himself, and walked to the shore, squatted down, clutching his chest, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Chen Xuewu ran to his side, his concern beyond words.

"Don't worry, cough. It's just an external injury. It'll be fine in a couple of days."

His apprentice made him happy, and Liu Sanduo said that he couldn't let him worry any more.

"Are you alright, Uncle Liu?"

Meng Chuan was a little embarrassed.
(End of this chapter)