With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal
Chapter 980 - 650: Struggle, Master Meng, and Comprehending Martial Dao!
If he wants to truly walk the path of Martial Arts, waiting until the fifth realm to lay this foundation is definitely too late.
The fourth realm is also too late!
After all, an explosive comprehension is just the foundation; there’s still a heap of things to do afterward.
To integrate and unify the path of Martial Arts seen, it will undoubtedly consume a lot of time and energy.
Think about the Way of Mastery.
From when he acquired the Tao Heart to now, how long did he contemplate, how long did he set the groundwork?
How can Martial Arts be an easy feat?
Opening up a path is probably ten or even a hundred times more difficult than seeking the Way of Mastery!
Meng Chuan set his requirement to lay a solid foundation for exploring Martial Arts before breaking the fifth realm and achieving venerability.
Aiming to integrate every Martial Arts in the world, including Elephant Form, and create the true [Martial Arts Divine Skill] before the sixth realm!
Forge the [Martial Embryo] at the seventh realm!
Step into the eighth realm...
Dong Yue waved a large hand in front of Meng Chuan’s eyes, looking puzzled:
"What’s on your mind? Already dreaming of defeating me?
Don’t wreck my new home, let’s go, take it to the sky."
Dong Yue ascended first, knowing that Meng Chuan could also fly!
...
Dong——!
As dawn broke, the sound of a violent bell rang from Lishan Mountain’s horizon.
Martial Artists from United University who were training in the morning all looked up, staring at the high heavens.
Even the "lazy ones" still in bed suddenly sat up, startled awake, ears buzzing.
"Damn! Who the hell is ringing a bell this early in the morning!"
Among those cursing, Xu Qingfeng was notably present!
But it was because he had been practicing Martial Arts all night.
Currently, he was becoming righteous and diligent through osmosis, close to Breaking Two, not lazy at all!
Just as he was about to get out of bed, he was hit by a feeling like the sky and earth were shaking.
He couldn’t stand steadily on shaking ground, with the sound of continuous combat resonating.
Grabbing the window ledge with his left hand to steady himself, he opened the newly replaced glass window with his right hand.
A large clump of yellow soil flew straight at him; unprepared, he got a mouthful...
"Ah, ptoo, ptoo, ptoo!"
Xu Qingfeng spat several times, wiped his face, and when he looked up again, his expression froze instantly.
He saw the sky foggy with dust, shaking, occasionally small regions converging into tornadoes spiraling wildly.
A student from the Grandmaster Class practicing in their courtyard was stripped bare in an instant.
Unfortunately, no girls...
Ahem...
In the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the sky full of dust seemed to lose its power source, gradually calming down, but penetrating, bone-sinking rumbling continued intermittently like rolling thunder.
"Hey buddy, the sun’s almost up, why is it still thundering?"
Looking up, vast clouds tangled together like a messy ball of yarn.
"What on earth is happening?"
Rumble!
A thick pillar of lightning pierced the sky, flashing shadows intertwined for a moment.
Then it closed up, and nothing could be seen.
"Holy shit, someone’s fighting early in the morning on the clouds!"
"Look, look!"
The Martial Arts family witnessed this scene and, regardless of the dust all over them, scrambled to climb higher to see more clearly.
Yet in the high heavens, that yarn ball closed tightly, leaving no room for prying.
Only for Grandmasters!
Early in the morning, Chen Qiushui was about to take her daughter to the laboratory.
Halfway there, before leaving Huaqing Pool, she too was "tripped" by the fierce battle within the clouds.
She slightly furrowed her brow, and the dust attempting to land on her turned back.
Similarly, she cleaned for her daughter beside her.
Meng Jiaolong saw a brilliant gold radiance piercing the clouds, like a giant throwing a golden spear through the void.
"Mom, which Grandmaster is Master Dong sparring with?"
She obviously recognized whose handiwork that golden radiance was.
Ever since Dong Yue mastered the Golden Stone Divine Skill, he had often shown off...
Chen Qiushui looked up, a "qi" wiped through her eyes, piercing through the cloudy barriers.
The next second, her face showed an incredibly complex expression—
Shock, surprise, disbelief!
Yet there was a touch of relief...
The next second, before Chen Qiushui could speak, Meng Jiaolong’s beautiful eyes suddenly widened, showing an even more complex expression than her mother, with more emotions mixed in.
She muttered in a daze:
"Meng... Chuan?"