With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 476 Fighting with injuries in the True Martial Arena, the Longevity Method is hard to master in a hundred days!
This thing is hidden in the void, and unless Meng Chuan calls it to attack, it is difficult for others to see its shape with the naked eye.

With a thought, he gathered his spiritual power and focused it on the black bead.

With a sudden, forceful snap of his fingers, a streak of black light vanished from his palm like an arrow shot from a bow.

Under the watchful gaze of perception, the black bead, after being ejected from the chamber, twisted and leaped out as if it were a living thing.

It did not shoot in a straight line, but rather moved like a serpent under divine control, making it even more unpredictable and difficult to detect.

As for whether doing so will reduce its power.

Meng Chuan's answer was no.

His usage was completely different from that of the original master of the Little Black Pearl.

The way the black light ultimately entered its target was even more peculiar, happening the instant it struck the rock.

It didn't penetrate and sink into it, but instead created a bottomless pit.

Instead, it spread layer by layer like ink dripping into clear water, and after a violent tremor, it triggered a massive explosion.

Dust rose like clouds, and the nearly ten-meter-high boulder was blasted into a pile of rubble.

His future enemies will be either elusive, intangible demons or enormous, solid demons.

If the small black bead were used in the previous way, it could only create a small hole, which would not be a big deal for people with large bodies.

It has strong penetrating power, making it more effective at hitting people.

But he had other clever ways of hitting people; using them like that, it would be better to sell them and get money instead.

However, after its own "modification," it is now quite useful.

"Not only that, if I were to inject my killing intent and power into it, it would be a double blow to both the demonic path and the celestial demons, affecting their bodies and minds."

With such power, enhanced by mental energy, it can be used as a weapon to ambush opponents at the third level.

Staying here might allow you to achieve great things someday.

Meng Chuan retrieved the strange object and put it into his waist token.

When used again, simply place your hand at your waist and flick it out with your fingertips to unleash the burst of power—it's both discreet and effective.

"Once my body has recovered sufficiently, I will seek out Senior Uncle Zhao to learn the ingenious uses of mental power for attack."

Meng Chuanfang only learned about this some time ago.

The use of mental power in martial arts is not as he thought.

What kind of spiritual power condenses into a sharp arrowhead, and with a thought, it can pierce the soul!
That would be too wasteful of mental energy.

Even with his large quantity, he couldn't stab many times, and the power wasn't "real" enough.

Uncle Zhao once said:

"When one's spiritual power is sufficiently concentrated, it can be imbued with fists, feet, and weapons to break through demons."

This is Meng Chuanxue's.

Currently, his damage against conceptual demons is limited to his ultimate skill, and he lacks ordinary moves used in daily situations.

Now that his foundation of Xuan Tie is complete and his spiritual power is as solid as iron, he can learn from the other party how to attach and utilize it.

Two weeks later, Meng Chuan's injuries had mostly healed, and he was able to start practicing boxing again.

However, there is still pain during the process of regulating the Qi of the internal organs.

Therefore, the Five Elements Fist, which involves regulating breathing, and the Horizontal Training Method, which requires regulating Qi at the Tanzhong acupoint, will have to wait a while longer.

The five internal organs and six bowels are the most important core organ group in the human body. Repairing them after damage involves a complex physiological and digestive process.

If recovery is not good, it can easily affect the body's overall functions, with far-reaching consequences.

With the future at stake, Meng Chuan was walking on thin ice, making sure he was fully recovered before proceeding.

On this day, he sat upright on a huge rock, contemplating nature.

Swallow the saliva in your mouth and withdraw the guiding hand gesture.

[Longevity and Well-being Method: Proficiency (42%) → (43%)]

"This Qi-refining method, personally passed down by Patriarch Zhongli, is indeed a high-level skill that breaks through limits; it is indeed difficult to master."

"I've only just broken through the initial stage and entered the proficiency phase, and my cultivation speed has already slowed down drastically. It takes me two days to gain even a little proficiency, and it will still take more than a hundred days to master it."

Take it slow. We are currently in the golden age of Qi and Blood Martial Arts. "Refining Qi and Cultivating Immortality" is a counter-modal behavior, so the progress is inherently slow. Don't rush it.
Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan jumped down from the rock and stood still.

During this period, he was unable to regulate the Qi of his five internal organs, so he focused on the Dao of Bajiquan and Taijiquan.

The former is already close to breaking its limit.

The fist slashed across the rock with a clang, like a sword being drawn from its sheath.

Meng Chuan rotated his wrist and walked towards the formidable enemy in front of him.

Ma Hongju was introduced by Wang Ye; he was a senior in his Seeking the Dao class and was very capable.

Martial arts realm, the peak of the second major limit.

He is less than a thousand points away from becoming a master of the third level, making him a formidable opponent no less powerful than the previous Luoshang branch school's [Dragon and Snake Dance - Li Yuansheng].

They cannot use the Five Elements Fist or hard kung fu, and they also cannot liberate their bodies.

Based solely on martial arts skills, Meng Chuan wanted to compete with him.

The other person walked over from a distance, cupped his hands in greeting, and smiled:

"May you be blessed with good fortune. I am older, so please take the liberty of addressing you as Junior Brother Meng. Your health has not yet fully recovered, so please call me to stop immediately if anything unexpected happens."

Ma Hongju had also heard that Meng Chuan was "good at fighting" and was eager to try his luck. He was also a well-known practical fighter within Wudang Martial Arts University.

He comes from the Songxi Sect, the most valiant and warlike sect among all the sects on Wudang Mountain!
Meng Chuanyue smiled and clasped his hands in a gesture of respect:
"Brother Ma, I have realized my mistake. Come on."

In this real battle, besides using external pressure to break through the limits of his boxing techniques, he also wants to take the opportunity to explore the "artistic realm of fighting."

Ma Hongju had seen Meng Chuanjuan's Thousand-Jin Scroll before and knew that this kid was a superhuman strength king, so he naturally wouldn't be careless.

Ma Hongju, who had been standing loosely, suddenly straightened up, his eyes fixed intently on Meng Chuan's figure.

He assumed a Tai Chi Cloud Hands stance, and an aura that seemed both warm and cold flowed out of his body like a flood, slowly spreading outwards.

The shoulders, neck, waist, abdomen, and even the whole body twisted and turned.

It was as if hundreds of strange snakes were crawling all over his body, and his muscles, bones, and skin came alive in that instant.

Not only that, his muscles had also bulged out, making him look fierce.

The veins on his bare forearms, exposed by his short shirt, bulged out. His posture was relaxed and carefree, but his strength was clearly flowing through his wrists, ready to be unleashed.

In the distance, Wang Ye, Jack, and Zhao Huanzhen sat in a row, enjoying the show.

Seeing this, I already took out some sunflower seeds and potato chips...

As Zhao Huanzhen watched the two men in the arena gather their strength, he casually remarked:

"I heard that Brother Meng violated the heavenly rules a few days ago and was struck by lightning. He has internal injuries and cannot use his martial arts skills. I'm afraid he can't beat Brother Ma."

Ah, what a golden opportunity! I should have seized it sooner!

Wang Ye glanced at him and chuckled strangely:
"You can't beat them even if you go up. You've had nine chances, but you've wasted them all. What can you do?"
Senior Brother Ma is skilled in both internal and external martial arts, unparalleled in combat, and at the peak of the second level. My good buddy has a need, so of course I have to find him a formidable opponent. You step aside, hehehehe.

If Meng Chuan were at his peak, able to grow to ten meters tall, Wang Ye felt that Senior Brother Ma would have a hard time defeating him.
But now that Meng is ill, it's perfectly reasonable to take his "life" and demonstrate the might of Wudang!

Zhao Zhen placed his hand on the sword and said silently:

"Amitabha! Junior Brother Wang still doesn't learn his lesson. It seems this place will still be useful in a while."

Jack didn't chat with the two; his eyes were fixed on them, his face flushed with excitement.

He came to the Great Chu because he was unwilling to return to the embrace of the United States.

It was because he was completely captivated by these exhilarating fighting techniques.

Lord Zhenwu, I really don't want to go back to America and return to the family to become a "mage" as my father arranged!
This mountainous area is vast and is the "official" venue for Wudang Taoist priests to settle personal grudges.

Ma Hongju and Meng Chuan were several hundred meters apart. He held his right hand with his left, exhaled loudly, and the air waves rippled outwards:

"Junior brother, please be kind and give me more guidance."

Meng Chuan's throat bobbed, producing a sound like a tiger's roar or thunder:
"Let's learn from each other. Please give me your guidance, senior."

Ma Hongju did not charge forward. He took two slow steps and noticed a boulder the size of a small car next to him.

He picked it up casually and, from hundreds of meters away, swung it around and threw it at Meng Chuan!
The boulder, like a super cannonball, made a tearing sound in mid-air like a tsunami.

The three people standing nearby felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing this.

The power of this manifestation can only be truly appreciated by witnessing it firsthand; it is truly awe-inspiring!
Meng Chuan remained still, waiting for the boulder to fly towards him.

Only when he was enveloped by a huge shadow and oppression did he stretch out his hand, spreading his five fingers as if he were a heavenly king holding up a pagoda.

The three men's pupils contracted sharply. In their perception, they saw a giant hand, like a giant reaching out from the clouds, firmly grasping the boulder from a distance—it was quite terrifying.

Meng Chuan simply used his inner energy to steadily lift the boulder and pulled it to the side.

The boulder fell to the side and landed with a loud thud.

"No, why does he have so much true energy?"

Jack raised a question; he didn't understand.

"Perhaps his spring is relatively large."

Zhao Zhenhuan was also puzzled, as there was a person in Wudang with the "Boundless Qi Sea" trait.

The amount of his true energy was roughly the same as that shown by Meng Chuan.
"External training can not only build muscle, but also enlarge the genitals? That can't be right."

He couldn't understand, so he shook his head and continued to look at the two people who were about to collide in the arena.

At this moment, Meng Chuan leaned his upper body forward in a certain arc, pushed off the ground with his feet, and his figure swept across hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, rushing straight towards Ma Hongju.

Among the eight styles of the "Shaking River" technique, there are six forms of boxing plus one form of "Leaping Wave Step".

Compared to before, he now has a deeper understanding of the fighting techniques here.

With a powerful punch aimed at his opponent's chest, Ma Hongju turned his hand and used the soft force of Tai Chi to deflect Meng Chuan's attack. His hand was at a 45-degree angle, and his strength immediately condensed. A large amount of true energy gathered and pushed out with the force, using the hand shape to block Meng Chuan's waist.

Meng Chuan swayed, his feet seemingly leaping and twisting, and circled around to Ma Hongju's side to dodge. Then he swept his foot towards the opponent's lower body, and the surrounding grass and rocks were all crushed into dust by the strong wind.

Ma Hongju let out a muffled groan, barely managing to withstand the kick. With a reaction time of less than 0.01 seconds, he instantly turned and retaliated with a side kick.

The two fought like afterimages, exchanging blows and switching between offense and defense.

Even casually stretching one's fists and swinging one's legs can influence and change reality, much like a scene from a dream.

Wherever it went, all the rocks and vegetation it encountered turned to dust.

Explosions continued to occur in the air, followed by craters of varying sizes appearing on the mountainside after the two collided.

In addition, the air was thick with dust, and there were occasional rocks and giant trees in the way. The two of them could easily be sent flying by a flick of their wrists, exploding into countless pieces.

Jack's eyes widened in delight as he exclaimed with immense pleasure:
"Holy crap, Master Zhenwu, is this the power of the Second Limit? Zhao Huanzhen, you must be a fake Second Limit cultivator!"

"I"

When Zhao Zhen opened his mouth, he found that he really couldn't refute it.
(End of this chapter)