With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 247 Perfected Body Technique! Soul-Wounding True Martial Art!
Meng Chuan felt that something must have gone wrong, but he couldn't figure out how to fix it.

"Forget it, it's not that much slower. The more the dragon demon eats, the more it returns to the bones and muscles, so it's not a loss."

Although his progress is slow, the effects of each improvement in proficiency are great.

The effectiveness of physical training varies greatly from person to person.

Different physical conditions can produce vastly different results.

A few days ago, he even video-called Master Zhao of Wudang to show him the giant dragon demon he had "raised".

Upon seeing this, the other party exclaimed that once Meng Chuanxiu reached perfection, he would likely be the first person to achieve the effect of the [Azure Dragon Locking Body], truly deserving of the title "Innate Horizontal Body of Sainthood".

Looking down intently, he saw that the third-rate Shaolin Iron Crotch Kung Fu he had recently learned had become quite proficient in a short period of time, thanks to the foundation of the Domo Kung Fu.

[Shaolin Iron Crotch Kung Fu: Beginner (98%) → Proficient (2%) - Awaiting Breakthrough]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Preserving Essence and Maintaining Vitality (Beginner)]

With only a proficient entry into the breakthrough stage, and with the example of the Domo Iron Crotch Pearl in front of him, Meng Chuan still couldn't sense its power.

However, this method is considered the "Top 1 Must-Practice Hard Skill for Male Warriors in the Great Chu".

Its power is also rumored to be extremely mysterious, but Meng Chuan has hardly ever seen anyone in reality who can cultivate it to perfection.

Li Weigang has only reached the Great Perfection stage; only Master Dong Yue has perfected the Shaolin Iron Crotch Kung Fu.

Meng Chuan's unintentional speculation might simply be a difference in talent in that area.
4 PM, at the Martial Arts Building of the United Nations University, in the body movement area.

A powerful figure was reflected on the amber-colored wooden floor.

Meng Chuan moved with lightning speed, stepping barefoot across the thirty-six plum blossom stakes. His toes barely stirred up any dust, and his entire movement was as silent as falling leaves.

"Your 'Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada' technique is starting to look like something out of a thief's guild."

Zhao Chun crossed his arms and leaned against a pillar in the corridor as he spoke.

Although the Thieves' Guild is no more, it was a major sect in the past.

They established their doctrine on the principle of "theft," and were skilled in ingenious and cunning techniques. Their disciples were divided into different schools, such as Flying Thieves and Master Thieves, who were adept at picking locks, breaking formations, and concealing their identities.

In Zhao Chun's eyes, Meng Chuan's "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" technique had something in it.
Since reaching the pinnacle of his skill, Meng Chuan's movements were no longer like a charging bull.

Instead, it is swift and elusive, unpredictable and invisible.

This is the "way of body movement" that he himself came to understand, which he can apply in his actual combat and will also be the path for him to break through limits in the future.

The blood and qi in the soles of his feet quickly filled up, and his extremely strong physical qualities gave Meng Chuan terrifying explosive power.

But the scene that should have been swept by a raging storm was silent and still.

If viewed from the sky, the entire movement area would appear as a faint figure dancing wildly amidst the faint sound of air currents.

Zhao Chun lowered his arms, tilted his body slightly, and followed with a slight push of his feet.

"The key to 'catching the cicada in eight steps' lies in the word 'catch.' You've grasped the essence, but you're still a hair's breadth away from perfection. Increase your speed and put in more effort!"

"clear."

After a while.

During the chase, Meng Chuan's figure moved with lightning speed, covering a thousand miles in an instant.

With a single step, before the afterimage faded, the person had already reached the end of the stake, without even disturbing the airflow.

Zhao Chun's lips curled into a slight smile:

"It's done."

He felt a pang of emotion, thinking of the student he had taught before who practiced the Bagua Yin-Yang Step.

"Sometimes the difference between people is just...tsk tsk."

In the realm of perfection, returning to simplicity, Meng Chuan plunged from mid-air in the forest of stumps towards the ground, like a comet striking the earth.

As the figures flashed by, Meng Chuan stood still beneath the stake, his aura contained, as if he had never moved.
【Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada: Great Success (100%) → Perfection (1%)】

Although it was only an improvement in skills, Meng Chuan could still feel that his combat ability had been greatly enhanced.

He has already done his homework on his opponents for the upcoming Supernova Tournament final.

There is a contestant from the Celestial Master's Mansion named Luo Qin, who is the leading figure in the Eastern Division.

He possesses three treasures: a magic sword, extreme cold, and the divine strike technique!

After watching the opponent's match video, Meng Chuan thought that the opponent's various methods were exactly like those of a "mage".

This kind of opponent requires extreme speed to deliver a fatal blow!

Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan saw Zhao Chun clapping and saying:
"Not bad, not bad, you've mastered the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada. Would you be interested in learning another movement technique, my specialty, [Divine Speed ​​and Ever-Changing]?"
A course is worth ten credits, and I've given you a 50% discount.

This is Zhao Chun's signature move, extremely powerful.

He doesn't teach just anyone; it depends on "fate".

Its functionality is more comprehensive than that of the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada. It can not only change its shape and direction quickly in a short period of time, but also make it difficult to predict.

It can also be used for long-distance raids, offering both endurance and incredible speed. It can be considered one of the top-tier movement techniques.

After a moment's thought, Meng Chuan politely declined:
"Teacher Zhao, can I learn from you after I reach the level of a martial arts master?"

Zhao Chun understood and nodded.

He was just excited by the prospect; Meng Chuan's focus now should be on his boxing skills.

Become a martial artist as soon as possible and compete for the [True Martial Arts Inheritance].

"Okay, you're leaving for Shanghai tomorrow, right? Good luck, and bring back the national championship."

"must!"

Meng Chuan smiled and said goodbye to the other party before heading to the Zhenlong Martial Arts Hall to practice his boxing.

Along the way, I recalled Xu Qingfeng's criticism of him for being "extravagant for money."

But he felt that Teacher Zhao Chun was a really nice person.
After practicing boxing with Master Lu, Meng Chuan returned to his dormitory to pack his things.

He felt a slight regret; the Kongtong Long Fist was still 16% short of reaching perfection, otherwise his qi and blood could surge even higher. "It's enough for now. When facing the champions from the two southwestern regions, I can keep a perfected version of the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada hidden away. This is my trump card against the people from the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain."

Meng Chuan has already done his research; there are probably quite a few people with perfect first-class boxing skills at the Shanghai finals.

However, very few people can master a first-class movement technique to a perfect level.

Since he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he even doubted that almost no one but himself could do it!

Because movement techniques cannot stimulate the regeneration of qi and blood, and the first-class level is quite difficult to master.

Other martial artists, in their pursuit of becoming martial arts masters, only occasionally incorporate it into their fist techniques.

"Practice makes perfect, and sing your favorite tunes."

If you don't practice your movements for a day, you'll become a bit rusty.

Only Meng Chuan's proof was solidified within his body due to the "one proof, eternal proof," ensuring he would never regress.
He had studied the tactics of several people repeatedly, and after comparing them, he had a vague feeling about them.

The one who can stand with him on the final stage is most likely this "old master" from Longhu Mountain.

That night, at 11:30 a.m.

After a day of cultivation, Meng Chuan packed up the things he needed to take with him when he set off for the Demon Capital the next day.

Seeing the phone screen flickering slightly, I opened it and saw that it was Master Shen from Hanhai Company calling me, but I couldn't answer, so it went to voicemail.

See you in Shanghai tomorrow. I've arranged for my assistant to pick you and Master Luo up from the airport.

See you tomorrow, Mr. Shen.

After replying, Meng Chuan also called his master back.

I'll pick you up first thing tomorrow morning. Travel light; don't bring that stick, you won't need it.

On the other end of the phone came Luo Shi's voice.

【clear. 】

Meng Chuan realized that this thing was indeed somewhat useless.

Zheng Zhenzhen wanted it before, so let's just sell it to her.

After all, I'm a bit short of money right now.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chuan opened the martial arts negotiation forum and bought another batch of Hunyuan Body Strengthening Cream and Five Elements Decoction.

He underestimated how fast he could spend money.

I had previously thought that the remaining ten million or so would be enough to reach the level of a martial arts master.

Now, after buying two more months' worth of cultivation resources, the money is almost all spent, leaving less than three million.

Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan was about to turn off his phone and go to sleep.

The “Auction Now” section at the very top of the Wuxie City website caught his attention.

It is a third-grade fist blade named "Moon Over the Bridge of Helplessness".

With less than ten minutes left before the auction closes, the price has already approached 2.7 million and is still rising.

"This is way too expensive!"

If a third-rank True Martial is like this, then what about the fourth and even fifth ranks? They must be incredibly powerful.
After calming his "poor man's" mindset, Meng Chuan clicked in to see what wonders it held:
【Fist Blade - Moon Over the Bridge of Helplessness】

"A hundred tons of Nether Iron, a product of the Demon Nest, is concentrated and finely forged. The master of the third-level Demon Nest uses sharp teeth as blades and his true spirit to forge souls and nurture evil."

Ultimately, nurtured by the [Fist Shakes the Eight Desolations - Qin Xiang], its power increased even further. When worn, its true energy power increases threefold, and its fist strikes can wound the soul; it's said that once hit, one has one foot in the Bridge of Helplessness.

[Note: Due to incomplete historical records, the title "Heavenly Demon" did not exist during the reign of King Xiang. Therefore, the specific identities of Sharp Teeth and the Lord of True Spirits cannot be determined.]

"Brilliant."

After learning about it, Meng Chuan had only one thought.

There's a reason why something is expensive. I recall seeing a first-class fist weapon in the police station's armory before.

The difference between the two is not small, not to mention the [Dragon Bone] in his own hands.

Upon closer examination, its sharpness and sturdiness are only the most basic aspects.

Most importantly, it carries a malevolent aura, which is a powerful form of mental attack.

Although he had similar methods, the roar brought by the Tiger Roar forging lungs could only slightly intimidate the mind and was almost useless against the strong.

Compared to the power described in the fist blade, it's like heaven and earth.

"It's just too expensive, I can't afford it!"

Meng Chuan realized that there were only 30 seconds left before the midnight cutoff time.

So we stopped to see how high the price could eventually go.

"Three hundred million. Three hundred and one million, three hundred and twenty million!"

As the countdown stopped, the price remained at 3.5 million.

Meng Chuan thought it was too crazy; no matter how good Zhenwu was, it couldn't compare to one's own cultivation.

He could buy a bowl of Five Elements Soup with that money, and he'd drink one and throw the other away.
He also checked and found that, generally speaking, apart from popular items like swords and sabers, the price of a third-grade Zhenwu item rarely exceeds 300 million.

"Which sucker is the richest man in Chu?"

Meng Chuan turned off his phone; he had already thought of the theme for his dream tonight.

Wearing the [Moon Over the Bridge of Helplessness], he slew Fang Jianxing!
After turning off the lights, I saw my master calling.

"Aren't you asleep yet? What's wrong, Master?"

On the other end of the phone, Luo Guanyun's impassioned voice came through:
[Chuan'er, you've captured Zhenwu!]

Meng Chuan could hear the unusual excitement in Luo Shi's voice, and his heart skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding washing over him.
"The 350 million heinous villain, could it be Master?"

(End of this chapter)