Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Ultimately Become Immortal

"Then prove it to them with your strength."

Meng Chuan nodded and said:

"Yes, Teacher Luo."

The next day, dawn had barely broken.

On the rooftop terrace, Meng Chuan finished meditating cross-legged to regulate his breath. He was preparing to perform one final set of Cannon Fist before heading downstairs.

He needed to get to the academy early today, so he finished practicing on the roof a little sooner.

In an instant, Meng Chuan sprang up and began punching. Coordinating his fists with the Inch Step footwork beneath him, his fists moved with his body, and the entire sequence became increasingly smooth and natural.

After finishing the set and drawing in his stance, Meng Chuan checked his martial arts panel as he headed downstairs.

Cannon Fist: Mastery (8%) → (10%), awaiting limit breakthrough

Not bad. Practicing on the rooftop really did have miraculous effects. Just two hours of punching had raised his proficiency by two percent. Though it was not as fast as last night at Teacher Luo's home, it was still quite impressive.

Meng Chuan suspected that last night's medicinal soup had something to do with it as well. His natural aptitude had originally ranked near the top among the lower grade; now, it might already qualify as middle grade.

After all, while practicing today, he had genuinely felt that his movements and limbs were more coordinated.

"To me, improved natural aptitude is at most icing on the cake. Acquiring more traits is what I need to do most."

Meng Chuan felt that even someone with high-grade natural aptitude could not progress as quickly as he did now, and this was only part of the function of One Proof, Eternal Proof.

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It was the weekend, so there were not many people on the train.

Greenland Square Station had arrived.

Seeing Infinite Martial Arts Academy's large purple-black logo again, Meng Chuan's state of mind was completely different from when he had first come here.

Wang Yue suddenly appeared behind Meng Chuan and waved a hand in front of his eyes.

"Hey! What are you looking at so intently?"

Only then did Meng Chuan come back to himself.

"You're here pretty early today. It's nothing. Let's go in."

After they finished eating, Teacher Luo had yet to arrive, and Meng Chuan did not see Sister Liu Ru either. She probably had not arrived yet.

Someone was using the Blood Qi testing room, so Meng Chuan and Wang Yue decided to wait outside for a while.

Blood Qi value: 4.29. Entered the Third Blood Qi Threshold.

Le Ping removed the sensor equipment and walked out.

His footwork had made a small breakthrough last night, so he was in quite a good mood.

"Oh, Meng Chuan. Long time no see. What have you been busy with lately? Why haven't you come to the academy to practice?"

"Something came up."

"Fine, then go test yourself. Don't tell me you still haven't met the threshold to enter. I'm leaving first."

Le Ping nodded, turned, and walked away. During Meng Chuan's fight with Wang Yue last time, he had kept analyzing the match, only to end up embarrassing himself in the academy. Naturally, he was somewhat unhappy about it.

"Mm."

Meng Chuan did not say much. On the surface, Le Ping seemed lively and got along with everyone, chatting and laughing with whoever he met. In truth, he was rather sensitive and prone to obsessing over things.

Wang Yue helped Meng Chuan put on the sensor equipment, after which Meng Chuan began punching according to the operating instructions.

The test began.

After completing a set of Cannon Fist.

Blood Qi value: 4.33. Entered the Third Blood Qi Threshold.

It was even slightly higher than Le Ping's Blood Qi value.

When Meng Chuan first came to the academy for testing, he had not yet crossed the threshold. At that time, Le Ping had already reached the Third Blood Qi Threshold.

Now, Meng Chuan had surpassed Le Ping.

The moment Wang Yue saw Meng Chuan's test result, he could no longer hold it in.

"Damn, Chuan Bro, you definitely turned on cheats! I'm still at the first level—why? Even taking a plane, you couldn't level up this fast! How the hell are you already at the Third Blood Qi Threshold?"

Meng Chuan looked at Wang Yue with pity.

"Didn't I tell you? Don't compare yourself to me. Compare yourself to who you used to be."

"Fuck, you really are a complete freak!"

Provoked by Meng Chuan, Wang Yue became intermittently fired up and went off alone to practice his punches on the wooden dummy.

Seeing that Teacher Luo had still not come to the academy, Meng Chuan called him to share the good news.

"Good. I'll be at the academy right away."

Liu Ru arrived at this time as well. Seeing Meng Chuan here today, she greeted him in surprise.

"Good morning, Little Meng. Where did you go recently? Why haven't you been coming to the academy?"

Although everyone in Yong'an City knew about what had happened in Tongjia Alley, Meng Chuan's identity had not been disclosed due to minor protection measures. Therefore, no one at the academy knew that he had been attacked by a Heavenly Demon.

"It's nothing, Sister Ru. Something came up at home recently, so I didn't come."

Being attacked by a Heavenly Demon was not exactly something glorious. There was no need to make it known to everyone.

Meng Chuan knew that Sister Ru also wanted to take the academy master as her teacher, so he did not want to provoke her.

Judging from everyone's reaction at the academy, Teacher Luo had probably not told them that he had become a personal disciple. Naturally, he would not publicize it either.

"Fine, then. Want to lend a hand?"

Meng Chuan was naturally more than willing.

"Sister Ru, please."

Meng Chuan instantly entered a combat state. He bent forward and shot in with an arrow step to close the distance, then thrust his right arm straight out and launched a Heavy Cannon Fist.

Seeing the ferocity of Meng Chuan's attack, her gaze immediately sharpened.

Liu Ru's long legs lightly tapped the floor, and she vanished from the path of the straight punch.

Unexpectedly, Meng Chuan had another variation. When his right arm failed to land a blow, he immediately retracted it to his waist in defense. He drove forward with the Inch Step, following Liu Ru's movement, while his left fist smashed down and forward like Mount Tai pressing down from above.

Meng Chuan was far stronger than before, yet Liu Ru was still judging him by her previous impression.

Seeing that she could not evade Meng Chuan's smashing blow, she could only drive force from her waist while flicking her hand to channel strength. She pressed down on the mountain that sought to overturn, caught Meng Chuan's smashing fist in her palm, and flung it into the distance.

It was the second-rate martial art, Mixed Origin Palm—One-Palm Demon Subduing!

Meng Chuan was thrown a great distance by that strike. As he hit the ground, he rolled with the momentum and dissipated the force, suffering no real injury.

Liu Ru was, after all, a minor expert at the peak of Manifest Force. It was already a good thing that he had not been injured while sparring with her.

"You all right, Little Meng?"

Liu Ru had reflexively counterattacked with Mixed Origin Palm just now, but the moment she flung Meng Chuan away, she realized what she had done and had already held back her strength.

"I'm fine. Let's continue, Sister Ru. I'm coming."

After getting to his feet, Meng Chuan clenched his fists once more and attacked Liu Ru.

After what had just happened, Liu Ru became even more focused. She constantly shifted, turned, and darted about to evade his attacks, yet Meng Chuan could still find chances to close in on her.

After throwing Meng Chuan away several times, Liu Ru discovered that he could always get back to his feet immediately and resume attacking. Thus, she stopped holding back and began properly exchanging moves with him.

Meng Chuan was repeatedly flung away by Liu Ru and looked thoroughly bedraggled, but he no longer felt embarrassed in front of everyone. He continued advancing according to the Cannon Fist forms, attempting to attack.

Sparring with Instructor Liu Ru was a great opportunity to increase his proficiency, and he did not want to miss it.

The two made quite a commotion as they fought, and many students gathered around to watch.

"As expected of Sister Ru. She's tossing him around like a bowling ball."

"I want to get thrown too. Sister Ru's hands look soft and smell nice."

"..."

"Maybe this Meng Chuan is thinking the same thing—painful, but happy."

"Yeah. I remember he was only around the first threshold, right? He's gritting his teeth and hanging on."

Just as everyone was discussing it, Luo Guanyun walked in.

"This is how martial artists should be. They must dare to challenge those stronger than themselves."

Watching Meng Chuan get battered around, some of the students felt that Academy Master Luo made sense.

Others disagreed, believing Meng Chuan had ulterior motives and wanted intimate contact with Instructor Liu.

Luo Guanyun called a halt to the sparring pair.

"Stop for now."