With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 99 - 97: Complete Domination, Power of Will_2

That seemingly effortless manner, as if picking up a light object, he actually lifted the opponent up forcefully.

Chen Xuewu struggled desperately in the air, but like a bird trapped in the palm of a hand, it was difficult to escape.

In an instant, Meng Chuan unleashed the power of Baji, with his whole body capable of wounding the enemy.

His shoulders quivered slightly, like a steel bow full of power, the muscle lines honed by armor training faintly visible under his clothes.

In the next moment, he threw the opponent out and then shook his shoulders, suddenly exerting his strength to fiercely collide.

A majestic momentum spread like a raging tide, Chen Xuewu simply couldn’t withstand the powerful impact, being sent flying several meters, eventually losing balance and tumbling off the stage.

The audience around the ring gasped at the sight.

Some widened their eyes, with faces full of disbelief.

"A few... a few moves, and Senior Brother is defeated?"

Both at the sixth gate, Chen Xuewu handled the instructor as if it were easy, but facing Meng Chuan was like a mayfly shaking a big tree.

Faced with absolute speed and strength, he fell with crisp and neat defeat.

Some could not help but applaud, exclaiming in awe.

"This Meng Chuan truly lives up to his name, remarkable!"

The formidable strength and exquisite combat skills displayed by Meng Chuan deeply impressed everyone.

Under the stage, Chen Xuewu patted the dust off his body, with a faint pain in his abdomen, clasped his fist towards Meng Chuan on the stage, and said:

"Brother Meng is still Brother Meng, I concede."

As an opponent pairing off against Meng Chuan, his feelings were far more intense than the others.

If it weren’t that Meng Chuan’s Qi Blood wasn’t sufficiently high and he hadn’t mastered Transformed Strength, he might suspect he was fighting a seventh gate high-level martial artist.

Meng Chuan also jumped down from the stage, smiling:

"Brother Chen conceded, we were just sparring, victory and defeat are common in military affairs, and I also gained a lot from competing with you."

Chen Xuewu shook his head with a wry smile, comparing people can drive you mad.

"By the way, Brother Meng, have you been practicing Hard Skills?"

The opponent’s fist strength was too great, and when he held Meng Chuan’s leg, it felt like holding a bronze pillar, the surface muscles terrifyingly hard.

It was completely different from the last martial arts school competition, he lost last time but still had the confidence to surpass. frёewebnoѵēl.com

But this time, Meng Chuan gave him a sense of fear.

Exceptional strength, rapid speed, and a body as hard as iron.

Being crushed in every aspect left him a bit at a loss, doubting if he is really at the sixth gate.

Meng Chuan nodded in agreement, then rolled up his sleeves and slightly flexed.

In an instant, his subcutaneous muscles swelled quickly like inflating, the surface veins crisscrossing under the brownish-yellow skin appearing particularly ferocious.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xuewu completely gave up hope, realizing the opponent’s skin resembled the thick skin of an old ox, clearly not just starting out in Hard Skills.

Meng Chuan not only matched him in Qi Blood but truly became a hexagonal fighter...

"Brother Meng can endure the hardship of Hard Skills, your martial spirit is far beyond mine."

"Ah, just random practice."

...

In Liu Sanduo’s Martial Arts Chamber.

Meng Chuan, with a focused expression, began to instruct Chen Xuewu in the exquisite techniques of Luo’s Baji, the Arhat Long Fist, and the secrets of the hard-soft transition.

He provided detailed explanations and demonstrated the movements, every move full of power and aesthetic.

"Brother Xuewu, afterward you can find some Wudang coiling energy and Shaolin Long Fist to practice in comparison."

Chen Xuewu listened attentively, nodding repeatedly.

He occasionally posed his own questions, which Meng Chuan patiently answered, sharing his insights without reservation.

Chen Xuewu listened with rapt attention, exclaiming in delight, feeling every word was deeply enriching.

After finishing, Chen Xuewu, with a solemn expression, deeply bowed to Meng Chuan, gratefully thanking him:

"Luo’s Baji is truly exquisite beyond compare, Brother Meng’s guidance today has opened my eyes, and I am incredibly grateful."

Meng Chuan smiled, waved his hand, and said:

"We are all people obsessed with martial arts, merely exchanging knowledge, no need for politeness."

Both were martial arts enthusiasts, and once the discussion started, it was hard to stop.

Time passed unconsciously, the sky outside gradually darkening, until nearly nightfall, the exchange ended with reluctance.

Meng Chuan was also very pleased, knowing Chen Xuewu had high comprehension; otherwise, he wouldn’t have entered the sixth gate at such a young age.

Therefore, during the exchange, Chen Xuewu’s unique insights also provided Meng Chuan with many inspirations in fist skill routines.

Seeing it was late, Meng Chuan prepared to go home, and Chen Xuewu escorted him to the station.

"Brother Meng, let’s have another match in some time, watch me learn from you and surpass you!"

"Sure, sure, but you’d better hurry, don’t wait until I enter the seventh gate to come again, haha."

...

After sending Meng Chuan off, Chen Xuewu returned to the martial arts hall.

The students had already left, only Liu Sanduo was waiting for him.

"What do you think of Meng Chuan?"

Chen Xuewu fell into brief contemplation before speaking:

"Incredible, not only his physical fitness is overwhelming, but his punches carry an intimidating aura.

When facing him, I surprisingly felt fear.

This aura is much fiercer than the instructor’s and is the main reason for my swift defeat."

Liu Sanduo nodded with satisfaction at Chen Xuewu’s detailed explanation:

"You have some discernment, but not enough depth."

"If today you two were in a life-and-death struggle, I dare say you wouldn’t last three moves."

Chen Xuewu was shocked by his master’s words, filled with defiance internally.

"Meng Chuan is far superior to me, but being at the sixth gate too, there’s no way I can’t withstand three moves."

Liu Sanduo smiled without saying a word, waiting for his disciple’s emotions to settle before speaking:

"The master has told you before, the greatest power of the Martial Arts Family is not True Qi."

Chen Xuewu responded quickly:

"But the power of will."

"You are right, but Xuewu you must understand, the power of will isn’t exclusive to the Martial Arts Family, it’s just they can use it freely."

"Many ordinary people can also unleash this astonishing power under extreme circumstances.

Like a two-year-old child who can lift an iron ladder to save a grandmother hanging in mid-air; a frail woman can exert great strength to lift a car off a child.

These are all manifestations of willpower, erupting under extreme conditions, enabling them to do things beyond the ordinary."

Hearing his master’s examples, Chen Xuewu pondered deeply.

After a moment, he slowly raised his head and asked:

"Master, do you mean, Meng Chuan can freely use the power of will like a Martial Arts Family?"

Liu Sanduo smiled and said:

"Not quite there yet, but he can restrain the killing intent of his fist edge and naturally release part of it.

For you martial artists, this is already an exceptionally rare ability."

"Xuewu, you have to work hard, or you’ll be left behind, not even seeing his tail lights."

Chen Xuewu nodded vigorously, his fighting spirit unyielding...

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