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Chapter 147 Mountain Forest Stones, Startled Cicadas (3k) (Please subscribe)
After the scrimmage ended, Meng Chuan was soaked in sweat, which flowed freely through the cracks in the floor, making a mess everywhere.

Li Weigang, however, didn't care at all. They were all martial arts practitioners and didn't care about such trivial matters.

"Xiao Meng, shall we continue tomorrow?"

"Going back, Brother Gang, I'd like to schedule our future call-ups for 8 a.m. If I can't make it, I'll let you know a day in advance."

Meng Chuan's plan is to first do morning exercises in the attic and the community after waking up in the morning, then come to practice at eight o'clock, and then go to the United University for pre-high-altitude piling.

A perfect day, time management master Xiao Meng!

"Play every day? No problem for me."

Li Weigang was a little surprised. It was one thing to be able to withstand hardship, but the young man also seemed to have good financial resources.

Even with the discount, it still costs 12 yuan a month just to practice martial arts. It seems this kid is a true fan of hard-style martial arts.

Meng Chuan drank some tea to regulate his breathing, and got up immediately after resting enough.

As the engine silently hummed, wisps of white smoke billowed out.

A moment later, all the sweat stuck to the body evaporated, restoring a refreshing appearance.

Li Weigang exclaimed in admiration:

"That's a good move. Once you become a martial artist and your control over your body improves further, you can even shake out the dirt inside your body, so you won't need to take a bath anymore."

"See you tomorrow, Brother Gang."

After Meng Chuan left, Li Weigang watched his departing figure and sighed inwardly.

He had just checked the master-disciple register on the Martial Arts Association's official website. This kid's personal master was none other than the renowned martial arts master of the city, [Qian Yuan Lei Dong · Luo Guan Yun]. He was afraid he had no chance.
After leaving the club, Meng Chuan sat in Hua Yunfu's private car and headed to the United University Preparatory School.

He gently moved his upper body, which was tense from the beating, and thought to himself:

"I wonder how Master Luo is doing back in Japan."

Every time I asked, Luo Guanyun's reply was always the same few words.

Don't worry about me, everything's going smoothly on my end. How's your boxing practice going?

Meanwhile, somewhere in an island nation.

The noren curtain at Kushijiro Izakaya swayed gently in the evening breeze.

After hanging up the phone, Luo Guanyun secretly stroked the frosted beer glass.

After drinking a large glass of Asahi beer, I felt a little worried.

Contrary to what his apprentice had told him, things weren't going well for him at the moment.

"Damn it, those Parasite Society rats are really good at hiding."

Not only could he not find the hiding place of the nine chairmen of the Parasite Society, he also couldn't find many of those who had been implanted with the demonic seed.

After arriving in the island nation, Luo Guanyun observed for a long time that the ordinary office workers who brushed past each other on the subway, the female students who teased stray cats in front of convenience stores, or the homeless samurai who wandered the streets all had heartbeats no different from ordinary people.

Only when desires are aroused will the demonic seed manifest in the spiritual realm within one's body.

Once the demonic seed is planted, unless it manifests on its own, it appears completely normal from the outside when hidden within the body.

Unless the other party uses it voluntarily, he and the lightning seed within his body are simply unable to be activated.

Luo Guanyun took another big gulp, his eyes subtly monitoring a certain spot.

"Luckily, I'm in good luck. Looks like I'll have some success tonight."

He happened to stumble upon a small-time sanitation worker in Okiyoko last night who was using a demon seed to kill people and collect emotions.

After being captured, and subjected to a period of interrogation involving electrotherapy, Luo Guanyun left satisfied with the results.

"This little hygienic seed was planted voluntarily as nourishment, and is called a sacred seed."

At this moment, the izakaya was filled with the aroma of charcoal burning.

The izakaya owner, dressed in a navy blue linen shirt, is wiping the cups and saucers with a smile.

That night, Xiao Weisheng claimed that the one who planted the demonic seed in him was the owner of this izakaya.

Luo Guanyun got up and ordered one last beer.

The warm yellow lanterns were about to go out as the closing time approached, and the Thunder Seed flickered faintly. He decided to have a proper talk with the other party.
The next day.

After applying the hematopoietic ointment, Meng Chuan rubbed his sore arms and left the club.

"I only have 2.47 million left in my account. I don't know how much longer I can last."

The bone-strengthening and blood-building ointment was several times more expensive than the muscle-building ointment, but he knew he couldn't skimp on this expense.

When acupressure is applied, it will inevitably cause some collateral damage to the body's muscles.

While promoting absorption through acupoints, the body-refining plaster also repairs hidden injuries caused by blows.

Feeling the countless pores on his arms absorbing the medicine's effects, Meng Chuan smiled knowingly.

"We're getting closer and closer to breaking through our limits."

【Tama Iron Arm: Perfect (10%) → (12%) Awaiting Limit Break】

Li Weigang's practice techniques are indeed very effective. Even after mastering the Iron Arm technique, each practice session can increase his proficiency by two percent.

In addition, the application of ointment and the feedback on proficiency after recovery.

Within a month, he will be able to break through the limits of his first hard skill.

"I don't need to worry about my boxing and hard skills anymore. If I want to compete with those university martial artists in the Supernova Tournament, I still need to make up for one last weakness: movement skills."

If it weren't for Lin Yue's unpredictable movements that day, he could have been defeated within a hundred moves.

While thinking about this, Meng Chuan went to the preparatory course at the United Nations General Assembly.

"Xu Qingfeng said there's a movement technique class this morning. I wonder if I can make it if I go now?"

The teaching building. Meng Chuan rushed over, just as the teacher had started class.

The instructor in charge of teaching was the same teacher who had sparred with Lin Yue that day.

【Chasing Clouds Spear - Lu Zhuxiao】

Seeing Xu Qingfeng waving at him, Meng Chuan tiptoed over to his side to listen together.

When others saw him, their faces all revealed a hint of awe.

Although the students in the pre-high school are all child prodigies, they are still young at heart.

Not only those present at the scene, but even those who had seen the video of the fight that day, dared not raise their voices at Meng Chuan.

"Today we're talking about the 'Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada,' the one Lin Yue knows. Listen up!"

Meng Chuan nodded. It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. He was indeed very interested in this top-notch movement technique.

When Lu Zhuxiao saw Meng Chuan, he glanced at him but didn't say anything more.

His attitude towards Meng Chuan was rather ambiguous; he felt that the boy was ruthless.

On the one hand, they felt that he was decisive and ruthless, a good prospect for actual combat who could go down into the demon's lair to fight.

Lu Zhuxiao is also a tough guy from the military, but after retiring from the military, he has been teaching at a school for five or six years.

Therefore, much of his youthful vigor was washed away by the sounds of reading on campus.

"Today's body movement lesson, as well as this week's content, is an introductory explanation of the first-class body movement technique, 'Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada.'"

Starting next week, we will begin the subsequent training. Those who have already mastered the techniques can practice on their own in the walking meditation area today. Those who are falling behind should go down and watch the online lessons.

Lu Zhuxiao glanced around and saw that several students had already left the queue.

Meng Chuan remarked that the United Nations University's preparatory high school was indeed teeming with talent.

Xu Qingfeng glanced at him and whispered:

“These are all scions of prominent families. The martial arts they learned from a young age are different from ours. They don’t learn any kind of Guoyiquan.”

Meng Chuanke had been studying for nearly twelve and a half years, and he asked in confusion:

"How did they develop their martial arts foundation?"

Xu Qingfeng explained:
"When the Great Ancestor swept across the world, some fish that escaped the net were not eliminated, and they still held onto their ancient martial arts and cherished them."

Each of them possesses a family tradition passed down from ancient times, specifically for laying the foundation for future generations.

Meng Chuan nodded in understanding.

Xu Qingfeng continued:

"However, I think it's far inferior to the Guoyiquan. I don't know what these guys are so obsessed with."

Didn't you say before that you would compete with several privileged young men from privileged families who weren't in school for a spot in the Supernova Competition?

They're a large and wealthy family; they don't need the prize money from the competition at all.

He just wants to make a name for himself on the field and enhance his family's reputation. I support you in giving them a good beating.

Meng Chuan nodded thoughtfully.

He'd rather have hundreds of thousands or even millions in prize money than nothing; he's genuinely short of cash.
"I wonder how strong the scions of these aristocratic families are?"

"The students at school are all pretty weak. The real geniuses are all being taught and kept hidden at home. Of course, Lin Yue, who doesn't have a penis, is an exception."

I think you'll definitely be fine. Even if it's not perfect, it's still a choice of three; just pick the worst one.

Having said that, seeing Lu Zhuxiao's momentum rising and preparing to begin the exercise, he tugged at Meng Chuan's sleeve:
"That's all for now, Lao Lu is starting the lesson."

Meng Chuan listened intently.

"I think you are all very familiar with the movement technique of 'Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada'."

This is a standard, optimized version of ancient martial arts; the version we are learning now has removed many of its flaws.

For example, cicadas and frogs are incompatible, and one should avoid eating toads to prevent leg cramps.

Whether it's the Xingyi School or the Xiangxing School, as long as the martial artist follows the agile route, this movement technique can be adapted to fist techniques, making it a relatively versatile martial art.

"Alright, everyone follow me to the stake area. I'll give you a demonstration first."

The area where the United Nations University's pre-college students practiced their agility on wooden stakes was also very large, with hundreds of high-quality wooden stakes of varying heights, coated with a layer of protective oil.

This reminded Meng Chuan of his miserable days, the bollard at Ping'an Middle School.
Watching Lu Zhuxiao leap onto the stake, stand on it, close his eyes, and walk swiftly, no matter how high or low the ground was, he walked as if on flat ground.

"Beginners, like me, can walk quickly on the stakes with their eyes closed. At first, they may hit the stakes a hundred times a day. As they become more proficient, they can walk on the stakes with their eyes closed as if walking on flat ground."

Gradually, Lu Zhuxiao's speed increased, like flying over grass, passing through the tangled bushes without a speck of dust sticking to him.

"【The stakes are like mountains and forests, the steps are like a cicada startled by a bow】. After reaching the state of walking on stakes with your eyes closed, you can imagine that there are hidden arrows chasing your soul behind you. Continue to walk quickly with your eyes closed to increase your speed."

Those who practice this body technique will inevitably stumble and fall because they need to walk blindfolded in the early stages.

But Meng Chuan wasn't worried about that. His body was incapable of injury; he just needed to make sure he didn't break the wooden stake.
Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan continued to study carefully.

Lu Zhuxiao stopped, took a bowl full of water and held it in his palm, then continued to move up and down through the forest of stumps with his eyes closed.

After setting the stake down, he held up the bowl of water in his hand to show that not a single drop had spilled.

"The last item, carrying water and walking quickly with your eyes closed, is to train your body stability. After you have perfectly passed all three stages, it proves that you have mastered the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada."

After handing the bowl to the others, Lu Zhuxiao fully activated the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada. He took eight steps, and nine afterimages behind him condensed like cicada wings, drifting ten feet away in a dazzling display for Meng Chuan.

"The Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada Skill is actually a required course for those who are proficient in assassination. It takes the cicada as its form and the stake as its foundation, exhausting the natural way of movement!"

Eight steps, nine shadows—a dizzying display; treading on shadows, plucking stars—like a cicada swooping in the dew. A superior strategy is to advance or retreat at will!

I couldn't update my blog at the end of last month because of a cold and back pain, but now that I've recovered, I must get back to work!

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