With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 201 Mastering the Art of Cicada Catching, Effortless Mastery (3k)

An hour later.

The body movement area of ​​the teaching building.

Many people on the field stopped their practice to watch the two players chasing each other on the poles.

Amidst the stumps of varying heights, Meng Chuan moved swiftly across them, his body low to the ground.

The airflow created layers of resistance around the body, but was violently shattered by the powerful physique carrying the strong wind.

He mustered all his strength and pushed hard, chasing after the figure ahead.

Lu Zhuxiao was, after all, the second strongest expert, and his strength far surpassed that of Meng Chuan.

While effortlessly evading pursuit, he calmly and loudly instructed his subjects:
"Meng Chuan! Don't use your brute force!"

The essence of the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada lies in the lightness of the cicada's molting in autumn and its unpredictable eight-step evasion.

Don't desperately try to capture me as your goal. Carefully understand its essential principles; only then can you achieve true mastery.

Technique! It's technique, not brute force!

As Lu Zhuxiao spoke, his voice became hoarse and he lost his composure, unable to maintain his calm and collected demeanor.

Just because Meng Chuan exerted force from behind, his arch suddenly taut like a fully drawn bow.

As Lu Zhuxiao accelerated, he heard a "crackling" sound behind him.

Those were muscles like steel ropes, popping and cracking along the spine.

The moment Meng Chuan stepped off the stake, his entire body seemed to be a shooting star, and the air was torn apart by pure brute force, creating an invisible, cone-shaped vacuum tunnel.

As Lu Zhuxiao said, there are no techniques involved; it all comes down to explosive physical power.

"Understood!"

Meng Chuan responded loudly.

He lost control of himself during the chase and instinctively tried to use his physical explosive power to get closer to his opponent.

Then, he slightly tightened his body and tried to use techniques to control his body to approach Lu Zhuxiao in front of him.

Lu Zhuxiao suddenly stopped, turned around and twisted his waist, his toes touching the top of the stake as if he were strolling in a garden.

"Stop, it's my turn to chase you down. I've figured it out, you brat, you can only improve by getting beaten up."

Having said that, he turned and chased after Meng Chuan.

Before Meng Chuan could react, he exerted force with his feet, and seven cicada molting marks suddenly appeared on the spot.

On the eighth step, it suddenly turned to Meng Chuan's left.

At the same time, a long steel cable was thrown out from his sleeve and wrapped around Meng Chuan's waist.

Meng Chuan was suddenly pulled by the steel cable and flew through the air, dancing in the wind, while Lu Zhuxiao's lecturing voice exploded in his ears.

"Control your rhythm, breathe like thunder, arch your spine like a cicada shedding its shell in autumn!"

"it is good!"

He twisted his waist, generating force by rotating in the opposite direction of the steel cable winding.

While trying to escape, he tried to imitate the actions described by Lu Zhuxiao.

The instant his toes touched the stake, Meng Chuan's body suddenly darted forward a great distance.

Like a cicada seeking refuge from the world, it narrowly escaped Lu Zhuxiao's steel cable once again.

At the same time, Lu Zhuxiao nodded to himself behind his back.

Meng Chuan's comprehension is truly remarkable; he has grasped one of the core techniques of the "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada".

He felt that the child had no flaws other than sometimes being reckless and impulsive because of his physical talents.

He shouted:
"Keep running, turn this feeling into your body's instinct!"

Meng Chuan secretly encouraged himself, thinking that having a certificate to prove his worth was not difficult for him.

Half an hour passed as he tried to grasp the essence of the movement technique, and at the same time, he once again felt the gap between preparatory high school and regular high school.

Even if Ping An Middle School sold its entire property, it wouldn't be able to afford an elite teacher like Lu Zhuxiao.

Seeing that Meng Chuan had almost grasped the concept, Lu Zhuxiao nodded to himself while imparting the principles related to movement techniques.

Once the movement techniques are mastered, they become flawless and can be controlled at will.

Meng Chuan is currently striving to break through in this direction. If he were to further perfect this first-class movement technique, his body would move in perfect harmony with his mind.

As if foreseeing the future, one can automatically activate the body's movement techniques before a crisis arrives, reacting quickly to avoid it.

When it was time for class, Lu Zhuxiao paused for a moment, then continued chasing after Meng Chuan.

He thought to himself:
"Go ahead and teach us!"

Seeing that Meng Chuan was still a little short of understanding, Lu Zhuxiao thought of the top lecturer beckoning to him, so he gritted his teeth and continued teaching.

Half an hour later, at the same time.

The ring area of ​​the United University Pre-Advanced Martial Arts Arena was bustling with people and filled with noise, all of them students who came to take practical combat lessons.

"Where is Teacher Lu? Did she forget that we have class today?"

One student said timidly:

"I just came from the teaching building. Master Lu has been practicing Chuan Ge in the movement technique area."

"They probably forgot the time, let's wait a little longer."

At this moment, a respected student in the crowd spoke up:

"Brother Chuan, it's alright now. Come on, let's practice on our own."

With no other option, since the teacher was not present, everyone paired up and began to spar with one another.

"Isn't it said that Meng Chuan practices boxing at the martial arts arena at this time every day?"

Chen Jingyi remained silent in the crowd.

"Senior sister looks so beautiful today. Could you perhaps offer some pointers to us junior brothers?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? When has Senior Sister Chen ever not been beautiful? Today, she's even more stunning, like a fairy descended from heaven." Helpless, she was praised by everyone and temporarily took over the role of teacher.

She oversaw everyone's practice like a mother hen, offering occasional pointers.

Her mentor, Luo Meng, is away on a business trip today.

She finally found some free time and came all the way from the university to prepare for high school.

She was dressed impeccably and beautifully, and even wore what is rumored to be Meng Chuan's favorite "purple yoga pants".
She had planned to create a chance encounter to deepen her relationship with Meng Chuan.

Unexpectedly, the other party wasn't there, and instead, he was forced to work as a laborer here.
In the physical training area of ​​the teaching building, a teacher and student showed deep affection for each other, continuing to teach even though it was almost lunchtime.

Lu Zhuxiao was the first to give up. Even the top-tier salary of a special-grade martial arts student was hard to come by, and there was a monthly performance evaluation at the end of each month.

I need to check on it before lunch; it's not appropriate for it to just disappear for an entire class.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhuxiao stopped and gave him some instructions:
"Meng Chuan, let's eat first. A little more time won't make a difference in your breakthrough."

It's perfectly normal for a cultivation technique to stall for three or four days, or even a week, when it's nearing completion.

He taught everything he needed to, and then left.

"Okay, Teacher Lu, you eat first, I'll practice for a while longer."

Meng Chuan held his breath and continued to dodge and weave on the stake.

He was just a little short of breaking through. With his current understanding of martial arts principles, he had already thoroughly grasped the key points of the movement techniques taught by Lu Zhuxiao.

All that's left is repeated practice to gradually push the pace of progress.

According to the "imaginary enemy" boxing method taught by Master Luo a long time ago.

He cleared his mind and imagined that a powerful enemy at the level of a martial artist was chasing him from behind.

His body moved like a slippery eel, constantly turning left and right to evade any nonexistent enemies.

In his mind, his enhanced mental strength provided him with support.

The imagery in my mind is like a cicada resting on its wings, with Meng Chuan's figure rising higher with each flap of its wings.

Resembling its shape is not exclusive to the pictographic school.

As long as it doesn't involve meridian modification, Meng Chuan can also use it theoretically!
Time slowly passed, and the cicada in his mind turned into an icicle. Then, with its last flap of wings, it shattered completely, leaving Meng Chuan with a cool feeling in his mind, like the dissipating cold wind of December.

"Turning and turning, treading on leaves, water, and ice, leaving no trace."

Meng Chuan is no longer the naive boy he once was. With the enhancement of various comprehension traits and the gradual improvement of his martial arts knowledge, he can now comprehend these profound theories of martial arts on his own.

After he stopped walking, he realized that a long time had suddenly passed.

I felt a little tired and unwell because I hadn't eaten lunch.

While rushing to the cafeteria to see if there was any food left, he also glanced at the counter.

As he expected, he successfully broke through the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada.

【Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada: Great Success (1%)】

At this moment, he was walking normally, but he could clearly feel that his body was several times lighter than before.

It should be noted that, due to his "extensive mastery of hard skills," the density of his bones and muscles is three to four times that of an average person.

Meng Chuan weighs nearly 500 pounds, but outwardly he appears to be just a slightly stronger "normal" person.

He could clearly feel that the biggest change was in his waist during this advancement in the technique.

It felt as if two invisible hands were supporting me, sharing the burden, making me both calm and agile.

At the same time, he found that when he took a step, his legs had a kind of inexplicable suppleness compared to before.

He didn't exert any force at all; he simply touched the floor tiles with his toes, and his figure floated a great distance away.

Thinking about ten meters away, at the same time.

He suddenly appeared ten meters away, exactly as he had imagined.

This is a further improvement in control over the body.

He successfully mastered the "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" technique.

According to what Teacher Lu said at the end:
"Single-mindedly chasing speed and height will only make you a slave to power. You must control it with your own body, let your mind dictate your actions, and be able to do whatever you want!"

He recalled how, when he first broke through the limits of his movement technique, he jumped around like a monkey, truly "not having grasped the essence of the art."

Now things are different; relying on his movement skills, he is approaching the realm where his body originates from his heart.

"It truly lives up to its reputation as a first-rate movement technique; there's almost nothing more to learn beyond that."

Meng Chuan thought to himself with admiration, even though the movement technique couldn't provide him with any boost to his qi and blood.

However, once the skills are mastered, the benefits are immense.

This is how he entered the threshold of "effortless mastery," and he couldn't wait to try it out and see how much of a wonderful effect it could bring when combined with boxing techniques.

"Eat first, then practice your boxing!"

On the panel, the proficiency of [Thunder Strike] is currently at 90%.

This afternoon, I'll combine this with the Great Perfection of Body Technique and work hard again. Reaching level nine before my eighteenth birthday is definitely possible.

At the same time, Lu Zhuxiao received a call from Principal Yang while he was teaching a class in the afternoon.

[Principal, what's wrong?]

[Xiao Lu, some students reported that you skipped class this morning. What happened?]

Different people have different tastes, and some individuals simply couldn't stand Meng Chuan's special treatment.

He hatched a plan and anonymously reported her to the principal.

But they forgot how they used to eagerly seek advice from Meng Chuan, asking him all sorts of questions.

Lu Zhuxiao said:
[I'm sorry, Principal, please assess me instead. I was giving Meng Chuan extra tutoring at the time, trying to help him improve; this kid is so eager to progress.]

On the other end of the phone, Yang Huan suddenly realized.

[Ahem. Well, this won't happen again. Everyone in our school, whether teachers or students, must abide by the rules. We can't just do whatever we want and give others cause for criticism.]

(End of this chapter)