With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 111 Cleverly Overcoming Seven Challenges, Wood Penetration

"I can introduce you to my hard qigong teacher, [Iron Immortal Li Weigang]."
He is the top martial artist specializing in hard techniques; no matter how much hard technique you've practiced, he can more than help you reach perfection.

Hearing Chen Tie's strong recommendation, Meng Chuan was somewhat tempted.

Although the other party's title of martial arts master is a bit childish, isn't that just a manifestation of his love for hard skills and his specialization in hard skills?

"The price is a bit high. Although your hard skills will definitely amaze him,..."

But you already have a master, so even if Gang Ge were completely out of his mind, he wouldn't dare to mess with Dian.”

"Thank you, Master Tie. I certainly won't switch allegiance. I just wonder how much Immortal Li charges for his lessons?"

Chen Tie was speechless, but still explained:
"A single session of injections takes 30 minutes and costs about 3000 yuan, but if you need double the injections, it will cost 6,000 yuan."
But I think I can get a discount. If you showcase your talent well, a discount of one or two thousand shouldn't be a problem.

After all, fewer and fewer young people these days are interested in practicing hard skills, and Brother Gang is someone who appreciates talent.

Meng Chuan nodded. He could accept the price. After all, it was a martial arts master serving him, and it was hard work. It was already generous of him not to ask for 10,000 or 20,000.

"Also, don't call me 'Immortal Li' when the time comes. Once we get to know each other, call me 'Brother Gang' like I do."

Meng Chuan nodded to indicate that he understood, then added after a moment's thought:

"Let's talk about that when my skills have improved. For now, I'll leave it to Master Tie."

After all, every little bit saved counts, and I only have about a million left.

"You son of a bitch, all you do is freeload off me!"

Two weeks later, inside the Infinite Martial Arts Hall.

Meng Chuan sparred with the new instructor on the ring. His opponent was a master of the Five Elements Wood-type boxing style. Meng Chuan's Bengquan (Crushing Fist) was about to be perfected, so he decided to learn from him.

"Master Zhao, shall I go?"

"Come on, Xiao Meng."

Meng Chuan's strength far surpasses that of the other six masters. Although Master Zhao is a seventh-level master of martial arts, he is still on high alert.

"The first-rate boxing style I practice is the Taihang Green Wood Fist, which originated in the ancient region of Shanxi. I have now reached the level of mastery. Please pass it on to me carefully, Meng."

Meng Chuan is essentially the heir apparent of the martial arts school. His wood-based boxing style is powerful and heavy, emphasizing penetrating force. He is worried about accidentally injuring his opponent and causing the school master to blame him.

"It's alright, Master Zhao. There's no mercy in fists and feet. I'll reflect on my actions."

"Please come in, you go first."

Meng Chuan mainly wanted to learn the secrets of the opponent's boxing style to help him break through the Bengquan (collapsed fist) technique, so he let the opponent make the first move so he could observe.

"it is good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by a ripping sound, Master Zhao twisted and turned like the roots of an old tree, closing in on him.

This movement technique does not rely on explosive speed; instead, it emphasizes agility, unpredictability, and difficulty in predicting movements.

However, with its seven gates of qi and blood, its speed was not slow at all. The fist wind approached the back of the head, and before it even arrived, a faint stinging sensation came. This was the penetrating force of the wood element fist technique!

Meng Chuan had already sensed the approaching danger. He leaned forward and ducked slightly to avoid it, then turned around, grabbed the other man's left wrist, and twisted it forcefully.

Master Zhao gathered his right fist and threw it, intending to withstand the blow with his superior blood and qi. However, as soon as he made contact, he felt a twisting pain in his left hand.

Meng Chuan relaxed his grip slightly, allowing his opponent to turn to the left and lean back, then withdrew his hand and used his neutralizing force to break free.

If Meng Chuan had wanted to, he could have easily broken Master Zhao's wrist with his strength.

"Master Zhao, even in a friendly sparring session, you have to take it seriously."

At this moment, his left hand was still throbbing, and Zhao Chuanyue couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"I underestimated you. Let's try again!"

Zhao Chuanyue also became somewhat enraged, transforming into a streak of wooden light and charging towards Meng Chuan once more.

Meng Chuanli stood still, deciding to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

He wanted to learn the essence of the wood element, and it would be best to experience it firsthand up close, which would be much more effective than dodging.

Seeing that Meng Chuan remained motionless, Master Zhao did not hold back and moved his left and right hands continuously, making feints to interfere with Meng Chuan's perception.

After getting within three feet of him, he feinted a punch with his right hand while simultaneously gathering power in his left hand to elbow him in the chest. With a burst of force, he delivered a crisp, penetrating blow with a "snap".

This is the sixth move of Taihang Mountain – the Wooden Hammer Mountain Splitting!
Master Zhao's feint did not escape Meng Chuan's notice.

When the opponent throws a right punch, the violent shaking of the left shoulder reveals their true intention.

Meng Chuan drew a semi-circle with his feet and slightly dodged to the side, allowing the opponent's force to land on his right upper arm.

With a crisp sound, Meng Chuan's iron arm turned a dark reddish-black.

"Hiss, it really hurts a bit. It hit my inner lining through my skin, and even penetrated the inner lining by a bit. It's pretty strong."

After carefully sensing it, Meng Chuan realized that this wood-elemental fist technique, though seemingly unassuming, actually concealed deadly intent!
Looking at Meng Chuan's expressionless face, Master Zhao knew that his elbow strike had not been effective, and he felt somewhat discouraged.

With many students watching from below the stage, the instructor was truly losing face.

So he continued to step forward, his left and right hands moving like vines winding around rocks as he attacked Meng Chuan. After being dodged, he struck with a long, horizontal punch from the ancient cypress tree.

Meng Chuan spread out, using the cloud ladder to dodge the attacks that followed.

He seized an opportunity to ask:

"Master Zhao, I wonder how you manage to strike with such sharp, penetrating force using the blunt part of your body?"

His opponent's elbow strike felt like a needle prick, and his arm was still throbbing. He needed to learn that move.

"Beat me, and I'll teach you step by step."

Zhao Chuanyue was throwing a tantrum, forgetting that Meng Chuancai was the young master of the martial arts school.

"Alright, be careful, Master Zhao." Meng Chuan didn't care. He had already got the Shadow Demon under control, how could he not beat Zhao Chuanyue?

He wanted to see if he could defeat the Seven Gates without any killing intent, relying solely on his fist and body techniques, supplemented by physical strength.

"Damn it, Brother Chuan!"

Le Ping shouted loudly from below the ring.

The other students were also thrilled. Twelve years of hard work and perseverance had laid the foundation, and in one day, they had achieved enlightenment and become disciples.

For them, Meng Chuan's name was like a legend.

In fact, the further you go, the greater the difference in health and strength between the levels. Meng Chuan has not fallen behind at all so far, which is quite impressive.

The other three instructors also stopped what they were doing and came over to watch.

"I have a feeling that the young master can win. He's physically strong. Look, he just took an elbow to the arm, but he's fine now and it doesn't affect his boxing at all."

"Old Zhao hasn't fully shown his true strength yet. I think Xiao Meng is just a tank. If it really comes down to a fight, Old Zhao will just toy with him."

"Your eyesight is poor. Look down and you'll see why he's a disciple of a martial arts master, while you're just a laborer."

"You know nothing!"

On the ring, the two figures intertwined, constantly probing each other.

Faced with Meng Chuan's attack, Master Zhao unleashed his full power, his movements as nimble as a fish searching for treasure, repeatedly deflecting Meng Chuan's attacks before launching a defensive counterattack.

Meng Chuan kept using the Cloud Ladder to jump and dodge, but when he couldn't avoid it, he used the hard parts of his body to take the hit.

Having been hit by Chen Tiepai so many times, he had actually gotten used to the strength of Qi Guan's hands, but it was the penetrating power of the opponent that made him feel a little uncomfortable when it hit him.

But it only hurts a little, that's all.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's footsteps became disordered, Meng Chuan seized the opportunity and suddenly exerted force.

The explosive force of the push-off left black marks on the rubber mat of the ring.

Immediately afterwards, the hidden force and the obvious force converged at the tip of the fist, and the burst of power penetrated through his left chest.

The moment the body was pierced, a sharp pain shot through it, causing the other person's legs to buckle and their body to fall backward.

Not everyone has an endometrium. Although the injury was not obvious, Mr. Zhao was still in so much pain that he felt dizzy.

"Wait a minute, let me teach you."

Meng Chuan smiled and helped him up.

"No need, Master Zhao, I've already learned it."

Zhao Chuanyue sighed helplessly, supporting his aching back.

"I admit defeat, I concede defeat."

after lunch.

Meng Chuan stood in front of the wooden stake and moved his joints around his body for a while, focusing on his wrists and ankles.

To deliver a penetrating strike, one relies on a clever, explosive force generated instantly from the joints!

"The punch should travel in a straight line, be fast, and be short and crisp in its force."

Meng Chuan pondered the key points of the Bengquan (Crushing Fist) in his heart once more. After standing still, his body was as imposing as a tiger, and his momentum gradually increased.

In an instant, he quickly pushed off the ground with his right foot and approached the wooden stake, shifting his weight slightly to the left.

"This is different from the starting stance of the Cannon Fist; you must pay attention to that."

If the shoulders don't move, the fist won't be straight.

Then, he quickly threw his right fist forward from his waist, his arm straight and his wrist cracking, the force penetrating the wooden stake several inches.

As he retracted his right fist, he used his waist to pull his arm to his waist, and then repeated the movement hundreds of times, leaving the wooden stake looking like a honeycomb.

Thirty minutes later, Meng Chuan shook his slightly sore wrists and finished practicing the Bengquan (崩拳) technique.

He looked at the limit-breaking panel.

【Crushing Fist: Perfect (3%) Awaiting Limit Break】

"The Bengquan technique has been perfected. The next step is to explore its potential and strive to break through its limits before the joint entrance examination."

He pondered for a while, and wisps of fresh blood and qi slowly flowed out from all the orifices of his body, surging around him, and Meng Chuan's blood and qi value increased again.

"It might add about two or three points, but it's better than nothing."

Meng Chuan concentrated his energy, imbuing his fist with killing intent, and the two penetrating forces converged, actually piercing through the very center of the wooden stake.

This is why Meng Chuan didn't practice other Five Elements Third-Rank Fist techniques, but instead focused on perfecting the Bengquan (Crushing Fist) first.

The effect of concentrated killing intent is very similar to an enhanced version of the penetrating force generated by the Bengquan (Crushing Fist).

Meng Chuan felt that the two were similar in principle, and that breaking the limits of the Bengquan might even help him comprehend the essence of killing intent.

[Limit Breaking Trait: Penetrating Bone (Beginner)]

"It's obvious that the panel is designed to let me continue to explore new things in the power of penetration. It's perfect for me to use my killing intent to comprehend the Crushing Fist. It's killing two birds with one stone!"

Meng Chuan thought to himself with a touch of smug satisfaction, "Who said I'm not smart? It's clearly the [Dragon Meditation] technique that's the problem."
Mentioning this secret method gave Meng Chuan a headache.

It's been almost half a month, and since I got started with it and added it to the panel, my proficiency hasn't increased at all; it's still stuck at 1%.

Luo Shi had already pictured a small golden dragon in his mind, but he hadn't actually seen a single dragon.

"Alright, Master Luo is right, my talent doesn't lie here, I should just continue practicing my boxing!"

Considering that many readers are night owls, the update time will be tentatively set for 12 o'clock from now on. I will post it after checking.
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