With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 578 Grandmaster! Three Punches! (6k)

In an instant, thunder roared in Meng Chuan's ears, and a passionate voice rang out!
"My surname is Long, my given name is Xiang, and my Buddhist name is Liaohuo!"
My physical body is that of a great dragon, possessing all nine forms of birds and beasts, with scales, shells, and long legs, and with immense strength condensed into the bones of an elephant!
My unique qualities are unmatched by anyone before me. I have reached the level of a master and call myself "River Carrying the Sun and Moon"!
With a body as vast as the great rivers, bearing the ceaseless rotation of the sun and moon, even a single flake of skin falling to the ground weighs two ounces. Before you, the world recognized you as having the "Hardcore Sacred Body."

My training in external martial arts has been rooted in the hard skills of dragons and elephants throughout my life. I am currently exploring the highest form of external martial arts in Buddhism, the [Prajna Dragon Elephant Divine Skill].
"My"

Liao Huo introduced himself.

He explained his immense power, which reached the heavens and the earth, to Meng Chuan.

As the noise subsided, Meng Chuan, though itching to show off his skills, looked increasingly puzzled.

"In the eyes of the world, I stole his title of 'Sacred Body of External Strength,' and now I want to take it back?"

"I don't really need this thing, you can take it if you want."

He muttered to himself, and the monks were all scratching their heads, completely puzzled.

Could it be that the two of them really want to have a martial arts contest?

Otherwise, why would the Dragon, Elephant, and Vajra reveal their identities?
To be honest, Meng Chuan was too popular, and he overshadowed many disciples of Shaoshi Mountain.

Some monks had long wanted to curb his arrogance and uphold the prestige of the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism.

Why has there been no action?
That means we can't beat them.
The monk who passed away during the second major period of his life was sent to deliver vegetables.

Among the three limits, even the powerful Twelve Vajras of the Martial Monk Academy couldn't do anything about this kid.

If a grandmaster were to actually...
Four restrictions on two restrictions.
Even if we win, Buddha won't be proud!

The monks sighed deeply, lamenting, "Master Liaohuo, you've been so foolish!"
The strong wind dispersed them, leaving no trace.

All was silent until Meng Chuan looked puzzled, unsure of what he was planning to do.

The dragon-elephant stomped its right foot on the ground and clenched its fists.

Take a deep breath, and your voice will echo throughout Shaolin Temple!
"I only regret that I broke through the realm too early and was unable to have a fierce battle with Benefactor Meng, so I wanted to make up for it today."

"I will discard all my master-level techniques, including my true qi, my Dharma form, and all other grandmaster-level skills, and rely solely on my brute strength to experience the superior skills of Benefactor Meng!"

The sound pierced through metal and shattered stone, until it shook the fish-scale clouds in the sky.

A burst of white air suddenly shot out, rushing from the dragon-elephant's body towards the sky, even causing the mountain to tremble slightly!

It even alarmed the Buddha, who came down the mountain to search for it and asked bystanders what had happened.
One of the main characters looked very familiar.

The Buddha swallowed hard, craned his neck, and looked again.

He shouted loudly!

"Meng Chuan?!"

Why did this trouble happen again just before I left!
Under the oppressive aura of the dragon and elephant, Meng Chuanzheng could only nod to his old acquaintance, the Venerable Shakyamuni, from afar.

He turned around again and faced Huo.

It turns out he was a martial arts fanatic.

But facing such a master like Long Xiang in a state of "self-castration".

Meng Chuan refused.

A magnificent stage, set for martial arts performances at dawn.

So what if I become a master of the Three Limits and defeat a grandmaster?
Moreover, he is clearly someone with amazing physical endurance; he is also a god of endurance.

If they were to clash with their bare hands and feet, it would take three days and three nights to determine a winner.
But Meng Chuan was unwilling to miss this great opportunity to "test his skills".

I pondered for a moment.

He stepped forward, standing tall and proud.

Suddenly, his aura blossomed like a flower stamen, spreading outwards from the center of his stance in all directions.

Although it lacks the majestic and magnificent presence of a dragon and elephant, it possesses an unseen yet extremely clear and domineering aura of a tiger crouching and a dragon coiling!

They were not at a disadvantage at all!

He continued walking forward, each step imbued with a powerful aura, each step elevating his authority to a new level.

Even if you can't win, you should at least lose face!

The monks stared at his figure, their breathing becoming slightly rapid, a strong sense of suffocation sweeping through the mountain gate hall.

As the Buddha looked at Meng Chuan's imposing aura, a subtle change appeared on his face.

A few months ago, Meng Chuan was not like this at all!

With its powerful and domineering momentum, and its unrestrained and high-spirited nature, it has clearly forged its own path.

"He's only at the second level."

The Buddha murmured.

Master Huijue, who was closest to Meng Chuan, also noticed the change in his aura and looked somewhat surprised.

According to rumors, this boy is incomparably brave.

Until I witnessed it with my own eyes, I was truly awestruck by its overwhelming power.

Huijue then truly believed that the rumors were not false at all.

Click.
Meng Chuanli stood a hundred paces away from the dragon and elephant.

The fingers of both hands are drawn in from the index finger into the palm, and finally the thumb is clenched tightly.

The veins on the back of his hand bulged like dragons and snakes, and wisps of white smoke rose from it.

The sound was like a muffled thunderclap, low yet clear and resounding, echoing endlessly.

Meng Chuan exhaled:

"I am willing to experience the might of the ultimate dragon and elephant. Do not hold back in the slightest. We shall see the outcome in three moves!"

If that doesn't work, I'm in a hurry to get home for dinner, so please, Dragon Elephant Vajra, make way!

I experienced the power of the newly promoted master in just three moves.

They also wanted to see the true power of martial arts.

This will hone our martial arts skills and help us plan for breaking through our limits next year.

Because he knew in his heart that he wanted to defeat a martial arts master head-on with his three-limited body.

The biggest problem is the true essence of martial arts.

Everyone says that the True Qi is incredibly powerful, and Meng Chuan wants to experience it for himself.

In terms of offense and defense, how exactly does this substance differ from true qi?

If you seek help from teachers and friends, you will definitely restrain yourself and not see things clearly.

However, the [Extreme Dragon Elephant] is different; it will never betray its own martial arts title and will go all out!
Long Xiang laughed exaggeratedly; this kid is incredibly audacious!

He's a Grandmaster of Martial Arts with Four Limits, how dare he!

Beside Meng Chuan.

Upon hearing his outrageous words, Huijue's expression changed drastically, and he immediately prepared to stop the two of them.

Just then, a deep, resonant voice suddenly entered his mind.

A moment later, Huijue's accumulated momentum dissipated instantly, and he stood still in place.

"Xiao Huijue, let him give it a try, this old monk is here."

"square"

Just as Huijue was about to ask further, he turned his head toward the back mountain, but his voice trailed off.

"Abbot."

At the same time, the Buddha also received a telepathic message from the abbot, and his expression instantly changed.

It even alarmed Abbot Xuanmu, who was in seclusion in the back mountain!
"Hiss, is that little devil really going to fight against the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster?"

"How dare he use the second restriction to fight against the fourth restriction?"

Even if they exchanged three blows, no, let alone three blows.

Even the strongest martial arts masters present couldn't withstand even half a move!
The power of a martial arts master cannot be easily described in words.

Four physical transformations have shown that a master is not the same species as an ordinary person.

Those are terrestrial immortals who can fly through the sky and roam the vast heavens!
How dare he!

Meng Chuan spoke, and Liao Huo nodded for a moment, instantly causing a huge uproar in the mountain gate hall.

The prayer flags on the eaves fluttered without wind, whispering secrets like tearing silk.

No matter what urgent matters they had to attend to, the monks all put them aside and stood there waiting.

This is a once-in-a-century event; you'll definitely regret not seeing it.
The moment the dragon and elephant nodded!

boom--!
The scene before me was like a blackboard eraser wiped away, erasing everything and vanishing into thin air.

In Meng Chuan's view, only the dragon and elephant stood tall and proud, reaching to the heavens.

It was as if I were in a void, where everything had disappeared, and I was the only one in the world who was no different from the dragon and the elephant.

Is this the mental pressure exerted by a martial arts master?

Meng Chuan slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again.

The sea of ​​consciousness is turbulent, and divine light shines through his eyes.

A flash of lightning struck his mind, and the golden-white armor combined with starlight converged. His arm stretched out like lightning, and he crushed the air with a bang, as if a water bottle had just shattered.

In an instant, the fish-scale-like clouds were completely stained black, and a thunderous roar exploded overhead, accommodating the lightning-fast body as it was captured by the dragon and elephant!

Lead-like clouds surged and swirled, enveloping the sky with the majestic power of a dragon and elephant!
Get started first!
In a mere instant, the dragon and elephant swooped down, their bodies shattering the air. The vacuum, like a giant dome, was forcefully inverted over a hundred feet in diameter. A roar from the elephant easily pierced through the thunderclouds, and its trunk danced wildly in the wind before crashing down heavily!
Looking directly into the elephant's eyes, one could see countless fine black and gold threads emerging, surging towards Meng Chuan with a powerful yet chilling killing intent.

Meng Chuanbao's body slammed forward, and naturally met his gaze.

The demon-subduing thunder gathered in his eyes, and the demonic energy almost escaped his body, leaving only his eyes shrouded in darkness!
All their willpower converged in their eyes, and their fierce killing intent collided in the void, sparking various colored lightning and tree branch patterns, black and gold clashing with black and purple!

Jidao Longxiang narrowed his eyes slightly, unconsciously increased the pressure on his feet, and gripped the ground even tighter with his five fingers.

Meng Chuan let out a muffled groan, closed his eyes tightly for a moment, and then opened them again.

The Grandmaster's will was immense; the shock was so great that he quickly controlled his body to stop the tears from flowing.

Right now
Long Xiang's eyes narrowed, and he set off!
A dark shadow, as imposing as a mountain, descended with a fist like a falling meteorite, overwhelming the entire mountain gate hall.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Before the lightning even touched them, it was completely extinguished. The flames were suppressed and could not be raised, like a row of oil lamps being blown out by a strong wind, leaving only black silence.

The power of the master!

Dragon Elephant Grandmaster!

With a look of pity, almost a pity, they looked at the person being pressed down by the shadow of the fist.

This was just a shadow of a fist; behind him, a giant elephant was trampling closely behind. How could he possibly stop it?

Some people opened their eyes wide to look, while others, being timid, would cover their eyes with their hands and peek through their fingers.

Regardless of the circumstances, even as bystanders, the indescribable oppression made the monks' hearts pound.

Click!

The tiny figure in the shadows suddenly trembled as if in pain.

In the center of the shadow, a thin crack appeared, which then began to corrode and curl outwards.

His brows and eyes widened as if they were about to split open, and with a soft "poof!", the dragon demon was instantly crushed by the black shadow, scattering into a ball of energy that then receded back into Meng Chuan's body, where it was reborn.

As the crack spread, a deafening explosion rang out, and a powerful fist intent split in two from the center!

The fist's intent has been broken, but the matter is far from over.

The elephant's foot followed, and finally trampled down!
Mixed together, indistinguishable fragments drifted and floated in the air.

[Extreme Dragon Elephant - Bewilderment] His face was expressionless as he stared intently at the figure suppressed by the elephant's feet.

咕咚
Meng Chuan swallowed a large mouthful of saliva; his throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire.

The Dragon Demon has "fallen," so I have to rely on myself!
Never mind, I'll just try and tough it out!
He flipped his wrists and supported the sky, pushing against the elephant's foot. Flames erupted from the soles of his feet, spreading and rising up like a volcano, crashing into the elephant's foot!

boom--!
The ground suddenly caved in, a large, bottomless depression.

A roar like a dragon's cry came from underground, and dust swirled and splashed hundreds of feet away.

Sand, gravel, and vegetation all hovered in mid-air, crushed into powder by invisible pressure, and mixed with dust, shooting off in the opposite direction.

"what!!!"

Deep underground, the giant roared with wide eyes.

Blood was seeping from every pore of Meng Chuan's body, and even his veins were stained bright red, making him look like a blood-soaked man.

The once invincible power of the Treasure Light technique has now turned into paper.

The sound of tearing silk echoed continuously across the body.

Flash!

Shattered!

The pain continued relentlessly! Meng Chuan gritted his teeth, making a grinding sound, and blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth.

His eyes were fierce, his gaze filled with a bloodthirsty glint, and his arrogance was rampant.

"Hold on! Aaaaaah!!!"

The Supreme Dragon Elephant stepped into the void, its five fingers slowly spreading out, and its elephant feet vanished.

The power of the Dharma image has been resisted.

Seeing that Meng Chuan looked miserable but didn't seem to have any internal injuries, he couldn't help but nod in approval.

What a sturdy build!
Huijue stood by, ready to intervene and save Meng Chuan at any moment.

Even the monks were sweating profusely at the sight.

If it were an ordinary second-tier cultivator, it would have long since turned to dust, just like those fallen Bodhi leaves!

Looking down at Meng Chuan, Liao Huo slowly extended his left hand and grasped the air.

He forcefully captured a large cloud and shaped it into a galloping elephant in his hand.

With fangs and large ears, its body remains unchanged, covered in dragon scales.

"The second move."

The sound of dragons and elephants is like a stone thrown into a lake, stirring up ripples in the silence.

Only then did the monks realize that it was Meng Chuan.
Did they withstand the giant elephant's fist intent?

Quickly snapping back to reality, he watched the second clash!

Huhuhu——!
It was as if the golden cudgel had appeared from his ear, instantly transforming into a towering, earth-shaking pillar that stabilized the sea.

With a flick of its trunk, the elephant deftly traversed the spatial barrier, unleashing a whip-like shadow even more ferocious than before, which lashed out at the oncoming flames with terrifying force.

Zheng!
There was no one left in the pit. The raging flames suddenly lifted the figure up, his eyes fixed on the dragon and elephant.

In his field of vision, there was nothing left in the sky or on the ground.

The world in my eyes seemed to turn into a blank sheet of paper, with only the blooming black ink splashing and splattering!

Stay away from this blank sheet of paper!

The moment the elephant trunk was flung off, an incredibly vast and terrifying sensation swept across the back of my head.

boom!
The world suddenly changed, and ink surged forth, soaking the entire sheet of white paper.

The master's boxing intent covers the heavens and the earth, so there is no such thing as avoiding it!

The world suddenly changed, and the white paper turned completely black.

Yet, amidst this darkness, only a flash of lightning pierced through, scattering the surrounding darkness and leaving a small corner untouched.

While the dragon and elephant are indeed powerful, Meng Chuan can still barely hold off the moment the ink is splashed, unless he directly faces the instant the ink is splashed!
The scattered fragments of fist intent permeated his entire body.

Meng Chuan's brain and his entire body were a complete mess.

It's like walking alone in the dark, and someone gets close from behind and hits you on the head with a heavy hammer!

Boom! ! !
In Meng Chuan's view, mountains, rivers, and all things are transformed into flowing lines.

Energy surges like ink staining rivers, grass and trees twist and transform into swirling ink dragons, mountains rise and fall, roaring to the sky like giants coming to life!
True Qi!

The power of true martial arts essence!

Meng Chuan's eyes were deep and mysterious, and he was suddenly filled with surprise.

Is this what is called the true essence of martial arts?
It was almost like the energy source that brought all the inanimate objects in the world to life that day when we went to the [real world]!
Qi!
what is this else?
The essence of martial arts true energy is the transformation of the human body to generate power and recreate the "Qi" of the human world.
No time to think too much.

Standing on the ladder to the clouds, one can gaze at the dragon and elephant standing tall amidst the clouds for a fleeting moment.

The lines trembled, as if the radio waves were distorted, and everything in the sky and on the ground returned to normal before Meng Chuan's eyes.

Twisted and shimmering as if torn apart, the dragon's body, a mixture of grass and trees, collapsed and then bowed its head, turning into a still object, looking at him with a mocking expression.

What exactly is the True Qi of Martial Arts?
Meng Chuan made his own judgment.

To change people's hearts and minds, and to change what they know!
Some celestial demons also possess similar methods.

It could be a powerful force field, an invasion of mental energy, or some kind of demonic energy carrying strange elements.

Without exception, only the most powerful celestial demons could possess them.

It distorts beliefs and spiritual concepts, shields the senses and controls force fields, uses emotions to erode willpower, and even mimics parasites like Venom.

According to the world's consensus
Those who have divine blood flowing through their veins, those who have a noble birth, and those whose ancestors were not even remotely related to them, have had so-called "gods" among them!
Divine power?

According to the common belief in the universe, is this the power of some kind of deity?

Can the power of martial arts, the might of true qi, be regarded as a kind of divine power?

How powerful is divine power?
Meng Chuan was unaware that he had never come into contact with the so-called "gods" of the universe.

However, a conflict occurred between him and a "little devil" who was related to God.

The true power before them was compared to the power of altering cognition controlled by those lesser demons.

A resounding victory!

Of course, this is a martial arts master, far stronger than the likes of Tiger Demon by a hundred times.

Meng Chuan also had no idea what power a seventh-tier Heavenly Demon Marshal, who could crush a martial arts grandmaster with a single claw, possessed.
Overall, he has gained a preliminary understanding of the secrets of martial arts.

As for how to overcome it, there are some guesses.

The interior is bustling, allowing one to perceive the world from the inside out, where the white paper that heaven and earth have transformed into tends to thin out.

Uphold the spirit of martial arts!

The stronger one's will, the more one can resist the power of such distorted perception.

To defeat the [Extreme Dragon Elephant] at next year's Dawn Martial Arts Tournament, in addition to the previously established strategy, the martial will also needs to be strengthened.

The aforementioned thought was like a flash of lightning, gone in an instant.

Returning to his current predicament, Meng Chuan's expression remained unchanged, but his heart grew increasingly heavy.

There's a third punch coming.

It would be a real challenge to face a dragon and an elephant head-on with a single punch.
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Meng Chuan vaguely envisioned his fate of having all his bones shattered.
He never even considered defeating his opponent.

Giving him two more super traits would be wishful thinking.

Four mutations, plus a body equally honed with external martial arts techniques.

There is no doubt how heavy the fist of the Extreme Dragon Elephant is.

What?

We'll still go!

I have to follow the three moves I've already mentioned, even if it's painful.
Bone Flower manipulates bones, wraps around internal organs, and avoids punches?

There is a head start.

Just give him a beating.

Its recovery ability is excellent, so it won't interfere with its martial arts training.

At the same time, Meng Chuan also wanted to take a direct hit to see how big the difference in physique was between himself and a grandmaster.

If you think of it, do it!
The energy, stretching for dozens of feet, regardless of its nature, was all gathered by him and transformed into a multicolored liquid.

Whether they were mutually reinforcing or mutually destructive, Meng Chuan embraced them all and made them his own. His body radiated an indescribable mixture of colors, like a paint palette being thrown into gold paste, or a mouse overturning a palette.

Upon seeing this, the previously silent dragon suddenly stared intently at the scene.

In his eyes, Meng Chuan had also changed.

This chaotic color is unique in the world, but unfortunately, its base color is not white.

The torrent surged forth, but its foundation was weak, lacking the support of true strength.

For the first time, Long Xiang's expression changed. In a flash, he laughed loudly and unleashed his true energy, causing Paiyun to tremble.

The colossal elephant reappeared in an instant, meeting the chaotic, hued fist intent.

Meng Chuan's attack, the Five Elements Mixed Fist, was heavily blocked and could not land.

It's like the image is frozen in time, and the person is stuck in mid-air.

Unable to move forward or backward, unable to pull back his fist, and with his legs trembling, he was in danger of losing control of the ladder and falling at any moment.

The dragon-elephant's eyes were slightly closed, and his right fist slowly emerged from beneath his robe—

This punch was extremely simple, yet it seemed to have absorbed all the sounds around it. It appeared calm and undisturbed, but only Meng Chuan knew how powerful it was.

In his eyes, the punch on the blank sheet of paper resembled a thunderbolt, a volcanic eruption, even tearing the paper with a resounding clang, as if it could not withstand the immense force and was about to rip apart.

Everything vanished into nothingness.

On a piece of white paper.

Chaos tried to collide and pull against the immense force, but only for a fleeting moment.

Bang!
Meng Chuan's vision went black, and his body, which looked like a tattered rag doll, barely managed to stop his stumbling with all his might.

"Pfft".

With a force that seemed to penetrate Mount Hua, the entire sheet of white paper was split in two.

As if struck by lightning, Meng Chuan was sent flying backward.

The once gnarled and muscular muscles all turned into a bloody mist and exploded.

The worst part was that his right arm was completely torn apart, leaving only bare bones. It drew a bloody arc in the air and fell straight down to the bottom of Shaoshi Mountain.

The world was silent. The monks only heard a loud thud as Meng Chuan disappeared from the spot.

"Finished fighting? What happened?"

"Being beaten?"

“Amitabha Buddha—If there are sentient beings who recite Amitabha Buddha’s name and wish to be reborn in the Pure Land, that Buddha will immediately send twenty-five Bodhisattvas to protect the practitioner.”

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Some monks' voices trembled, while others, without saying a word, immediately began reciting the Rebirth Sutra for Meng Chuan.
These are all martial artists, or monks who have just entered the level of martial arts.

They couldn't even see through this duel.

In their eyes, everything is like a fleeting moment of beauty.

Two dots in the sky intersect, repeatedly appearing as double images in my eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the world seemed to blur, and Meng Chuan vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace.

However, experts see it differently.

The Dharma of Heaven and Earth—what is “Heaven and Earth”?
True Qi is like a cloud barrier; if one's will cannot see through it, one will be forever trapped in the realm of Dharma forms.

Meng Chuan comprehended this principle, overcame numerous obstacles to get close, and thus landed a punch.

Even the most powerful master of the three limits still has this cognitive gap compared to a grandmaster.

The magnetic field created by the mixture of true energy and momentum is like a white cloth covering your eyes.

If you can't even take it away or tear it apart.

How can you fight back when you're blindfolded?
However, Meng Chuan did it.

With his willpower, he was able to overcome cognitive barriers!
Exclamation marks flashed through everyone's minds, including the Buddha himself.

It's hard to imagine just how strong this child's will is!

Then it flew away.
Huijue clasped his hands together in a gesture toward the back mountain, and then gestured to the Buddha.

Then a flash of fire tore through the dragon and elephant silk, the phoenix's cry echoed through the valley, and the figure disappeared over a thousand meters.

Valley.

Huijue focused his gaze and saw that the figure looked as if it had just been pulled out of a pool of blood, covered in fresh blood.

Startled, I heard heavy breathing and finally swallowed my fear back down.
Alive.
A warm flame swirled around his body, and Huijue passed through several "fires" in succession.

But Meng Chuan's face remained deathly pale, and his eyes were tightly closed.

However, the wounds all over his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, surrounded by a layer of white light.

This is not just the healing effect that can be achieved by one's own phoenix fire.

Meng Chuan's clothes were already torn to shreds.

Bare-chested bodies, blood and sweat mingled together, flowing like streams.

Watering the plants beneath him made them grow even more lush and green.

His blood was exceptionally heavy; when it fell on the grass and trees, it instantly crushed a patch of them.

The leaves were crushed and died from the middle, but the roots sucked in his blood, making a rustling sound as if they had come to life, and they burrowed even deeper into the soil.

(End of this chapter)