With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 133 Armored Mastery, Sniping the Approaching Attack!

On the other side of the mirror, Fang Jianxing nodded.

He thought to himself:

"Zhao Jian is a smart kid, and he's easier to use than Venom, that idiot."

Zhao Jian was also feeling uneasy, worried that Fang Jianxing would find out that he was lying to him.

He came from an ordinary family, and his actual talent was only average to below average in school.

His achievements today are mostly due to the [demonic arts] he cultivated and the [nutrients] he received from working for Fang Jianxing.

Fearing being abandoned, Zhao Jian had no choice but to deceive.

On the other side of the mirror, Fang Jianxing solemnly confirmed again:
"Zhao Jian, can you handle Meng Chuan on your own?"

Zhao Jian nodded.

At this point, you have to be able to, even if you can't.

"Alright, kill him as soon as possible. I will arrange for you to come to the island nation and personally bestow upon you the next chapter of the Sacred Art."

"Thank you, Lord Mirror! Yes, sir!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the mirror slowly returned to normal, and Zhao Jian's heart pounded.

He hurriedly activated his sacred power to calm the restless "seeds of delusion" on his spiritual platform.

He was gambling that the other party was in Yong'an City, and he was the only apostle left as their informant.

It seems he made the right bet.

"Without the guidance of sacred arts, even a martial artist can only become 'nourishment'."

In order to obtain the next chapter, Zhao Jian silently pondered how to kill Meng Chuan.

Although the other party has nothing to do with me, there's nothing I can do.

The hatred of those who obstruct one's path is just that cruel.

Recalling the opponent's performance on the mountain, Zhao Jian felt that even if he revealed the fact that he had learned demonic arts, he probably still wouldn't be able to defeat the opponent.

With that in mind, he skillfully turned on his phone and climbed over the wall to enter the [Dark World].

Find the Blackwater Arms category and search for weapons that suit your needs.

"How about a sniper rifle? Let me see how tough you really are!"

Time flies, and a week later...

In the past week, Meng Chuan has mastered both the Hou Shan Fist and the newly learned water-based [Wave Fist] to a high level.

[Wave Fist: Proficient (17%) - Awaiting Limit Break]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Ze Xi (Basic)]

From then on, Meng Chuan possessed all five elements, and the only remaining threshold for mastering the Five Elements Universe Fist was Qi and Blood.

Meng Chuan tested his Qi and Blood value a few days ago, and it was 71.2. Master Luo said it would be better to cultivate if it was above 80.

Now, all that's left before I'm truly mastering the new boxing style is the Luo Family Eight Extremes!
Half past ten in the morning.

Meng Chuan had just finished playing when he received a text message notification on his phone that the money had been credited to his account.

[A bank card ending in 8085 received 4800000 yuan (transferred from the Finance Department of Ping An Middle School)]

Opening his bank card page, his total assets now amount to 662 million.

At the same time, Principal Zong also sent a message.

[Meng Chuan, check if the money has arrived. I won't give you the small change of a few hundred thousand; you won't be short of that, hahaha.]

Looking at the balance in his card, Meng Chuan felt a great sense of security, finally not so short of money anymore.

Since I started practicing martial arts, every minute and every second has been costing me money. I can't do without some savings.

"I'm about to master the Armored Body Technique, so I'll buy a six-month supply of Bone Tempering and Blood-Regenerating Ointment tonight!"

The Bone Tempering and Blood-Generating Ointment is more powerful than the Vitality Ointment, and it costs more than five times as much, but he can afford it!

"I'll get some more money to get protective suits for my uncle, aunt, and cousin. That way I'll feel at ease."

Meng Chuan looked at a basic model of protective clothing that could withstand small-caliber bullets and the erosion of the Void-like Heavenly Demon for 3 minutes.

Although the functions are relatively basic, they are sufficient for use in the city.

Moreover, he can't afford even the most expensive ones right now, since he still needs to save enough for his martial arts training.

"I wonder if there will be any more competitions later. There is a Northwest Martial Arts Tournament next month, which can only be participated in by the headmaster level. It's a pity that I can't participate."

Meng Chuan has already started receiving a salary. Seeing how short of money he was, Luo Guanyun specially arranged a martial arts instructor position for him.

"Whether you teach me or not is up to you. I'll pay you 30,000 a month."

Although Luo Guanyun appears to be a carefree person, he is actually a very meticulous person.

His monthly cost for the medicinal herbal paste was exactly 30,000 yuan, which meant he covered the entire cost.

"Master Luo is such a warm person, why would Luo Meng treat him like this?"

He shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about these things and focus on practicing his boxing skills, which was the best way to repay Master Luo.

After finishing the last round of Luo's Bajiquan, Meng Chuan took advantage of the time before lunch to give the two teachers the gifts he had prepared to express his gratitude.

He bought Chen Tie a set of "Bone Tempering and Blood Building Ointment", which was just in time to be used during the injection.

We arranged a high-end lumbar massage chair for Liang Weilong, but he keeps complaining of back pain. We don't know if it's from the hard work of teaching or from being tired at night.
Both of them expressed their gratitude to Meng Chuan.

They exclaimed, "This young man knows how to repay kindness; everyone should learn from Meng Chuan!"

Three days later, at home at night.

After finishing his standing meditation, Meng Chuan took out the limited-edition ointment, "Golden Skin Jade Dew," which he had redeemed with merit points at the police station.

According to the instructions, it can stimulate muscle activity and enhance physical strength after consumption.

After practicing the Yangsheng Armor-Clad Exercise during the day, the proficiency level will soon break through to mastery.

Based on experience, the effects of the muscle-regenerating ointment are about to end, and it's time to take the Golden Skin Dew to break through to the next level.

Meng Chuan sat cross-legged on the bed, and after confirming that it was for internal use, he tilted his head back and swallowed it in one gulp.

After a dozen or so breaths, my body began to heat up gradually, as if a small sun had been inserted into it.

Gradually, his meridians seemed to come alive, greedily absorbing the immense medicinal power.

As the last bit of the muscle-regenerating ointment was absorbed by his body, Meng Chuan's armor-wearing skill successfully advanced to mastery, with no further barriers to entry.

[Health-Preserving Armor Exercise: Proficient (99%) → Master (2%) - Awaiting Breakthrough]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Flower of Flesh (Intermediate)] With the two forces working together in his body, Meng Chuan slowly moved his limbs to help the effects of the medicine extend to all parts of his body.

The body is constantly changing, far exceeding the speed of normal drills.

As expected of the police station's special ointment, it's really potent!
On the panel, the proficiency of the four major hard skills is rapidly increasing under the catalysis of the Golden Skin Jade Dew.

At this moment, Meng Chuan was experiencing both pain and pleasure throughout his body.

Every muscle in his body was growing at an accelerated rate, and even the lining protecting his internal organs was being strengthened under his influence.

A moment later, taking advantage of the lingering effects of the medicine, Meng Chuan prepared to go upstairs and practice his boxing a few times to warm up.

As he stood up, Meng Chuan almost lost control of the powerful aura emanating from him.

"Chuan'er, let's practice a little less. We're moving house early tomorrow morning."

"understood."

The new house in Huayun Mansion has been cleaned up and the furniture has been replaced. Meng Yongzhi decided to take advantage of tomorrow, Saturday, to move in.

The rooftop of the police station's family compound.

After Meng Chuan stood still, feeling the residual effects of the medicine in his body, he began to practice his boxing.

He's moving tomorrow, and this is the last time he'll practice boxing on the rooftop. He's quite reluctant to leave.

But once he moves to Huayun Mansion, he can practice boxing in Master Luo's martial arts room every day.

If you find the room stuffy, you can practice in the square. He had already scouted it out in advance; the environment was very spacious and suitable for martial arts practice.

call--

Meng Chuan cleared his mind of distractions and began practicing his boxing.

His improved physical skills also boosted his punches and kicks, making each move more powerful!
As he fought, he gradually came to his senses.

"If boxing is a process of output, then a sufficiently strong physique is the catalyst!"

"The saying 'Flesh and blood are weak, while machinery can ascend' is false."

Flesh and blood are never weak, they are just not tough enough.

Human power is limitless, and so is the way of martial arts.

Meng Chuan believes he should keep practicing.

One day, I will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the so-called "gods" in terms of physical strength.

After gaining a thorough understanding, Meng Chuan felt that his punches and kicks were much lighter.

Suddenly.

Meng Chuan's punching motion suddenly stopped for a moment, then continued.

Someone was watching him, trying to lock onto him with every punch!
He sensed a faint, persistent stinging pain between his eyebrows.

"where is it?"

His expression shifted from guarded to relaxed, not wanting the enemy to notice anything amiss.

Meng Chuan continued to punch to paralyze the enemy hiding in the shadows, while his body tensed up secretly, like a spring ready to unleash its power.

——Whoosh!

The sniper rifle's large-caliber bullet whistled through the air as it hurtled towards Meng Chuan's chest.

He had tried his best to dodge, but the bullet still landed on his shoulder, and the barrier provided by his protective suit rippled.

The warhead embedded itself deeply into the inner layer of the protective suit, continuing to penetrate deeper.

Meng Chuan's multiple layers of hard skills were broken through one by one, and finally...

It was clamped tightly by the bulging circular muscle group, completely extinguishing its potential energy.

With a clang, the bullet fell to the ground, and Meng Chuan stepped out with his right foot and gently ground it.

"Who hates me so much that they're using a sniper rifle?"

The next bullet whistled in, and Meng Chuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw the trajectory of the ballistics.

The bullet grazed the hem of his clothes, and the sonic boom created by Meng Chuan's sudden movement resounded in all directions.

I see you.

With his powerful senses and the trajectories of the two bullets, Meng Chuan successfully locked onto the opponent.

Zhao Jian, who was lying on the ground in the distance preparing to fire his third shot, suddenly noticed something.

The target in the scope disappeared.

He quickly tried to lock on again, but could only see a dark shadow flashing like lightning, followed by a surge of air waves.

"Oh shit!"

Zhao Jian stood up, quickly threw away his sniper rifle, and prepared to retreat.

The moment the gun was thrown into the air, the barrel suddenly bent into a strange L-shaped arc.

As the glass by the office building window shattered, a strong, powerful hand instantly reached in and bent it!

Immediately following, a figure resembling a prehistoric beast ignored the falling glass shards.

"Zhao Jian?"

"you"

Before Zhao Jian could finish speaking, Meng Chuan's heavy punch, carrying killing intent, followed closely behind.

He didn't want to ask why; he figured he'd know everything once he'd crippled himself.

At this moment, Zhao Jian's temples bulged high, and he spread his arms like a crane's wings to leap into the air and dodge.

Meng Chuan's powerful punch swept through the office building, knocking over all the desks, chairs, and benches.

At the same time, as Zhao Jian leaped high into the air, he swept his leg towards Meng Chuan's temple, and the air exploded with three short whistles.

Crane Style Fist - [Eighteen Thunderclaps in the Sky]!
An ordinary person would have their skull shattered after taking half a blow, but Meng Chuan neither dodged nor evaded. He gathered his strength and charged straight at the leg shadow.

Meng Chuan's right shoulder was like a jack, wedged into the inside of Zhao Jian's knee joint.

At the same time, the five fingers of his left hand exerted force rapidly, piercing into Zhao Jian's thigh tendon like a steel cone!

I really didn't mean to break the chapter. I recently caught a cold, and today for some reason my back is hurting terribly, so I've been lying in bed typing until now. Please bear with me.

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