Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Eventually Become Immortal

Stretching tendons and pulling bones, the stance entered the Dao.

His master had always taught him the importance of Stance Techniques. He had not shrunk back because standing stances was exhausting and dull.

The Xingyi Three Powers Stance and the Image Form Dragon-Tiger Stance were the foundation of every martial art in this world, including true arts and supreme techniques.

Though his master had explained it in great depth, Meng Chuan had summed it up in a single sentence.

Stance proficiency represented the body's capacity for Blood Qi. For instance, with his current progress at 47%, the limit of Blood Qi his body could contain was close to the Fifth Blood Qi Barrier within the Fourth Blood Qi Barrier.

After Great Chu was founded, Grand Ancestor swept aside every obstacle with immense determination and gathered all the Stance Techniques held by sects and schools throughout the martial world.

He later established the Martial Arts Association, bringing together the Stance Techniques mastered by every school. After decades of research, they returned myriad arts to one, creating these two earth-shaking studies.

The Human Stance was merely the simplest first realm of the Grand Unity Three Talents Stance.

Beyond it were the Earth Stance, the Heaven Stance, and even Three Talents United.

Thus, Stance Techniques were a lifelong practice. His master had taught him this before.

"You must learn to enjoy standing stances now. When you reach the Martial Artist realm and begin practicing the Earth Stance, the membranes inside your body will rub and be stimulated by the stance, making your whole body itch and ache. Only then will you realize how comfortable the Human Stance was."

"The Human Stance really isn't difficult. Unlike fist techniques, it has no various proficiency benchmarks for advancement. The longer you stand, the deeper your attainment. Once you have entered the door, you have learned it. It is simply a fixed daily assignment."

"Stance training is the slow grinding work of dripping water wearing through stone. There is no way to achieve it overnight. Even the most invincible genius has to plant himself on the ground and endure!"

"Stance training cannot be interrupted for a single day. Only on the day you die may you stop!"

Teacher Luo's admonitions echoed through his mind for a long time.

Meng Chuan's understanding of martial arts was swiftly taking root and sprouting within him.

The New Year was approaching.

After thinking for a moment, he set himself a short-term goal and a long-term goal.

His short-term goal was to reach at least the Sixth Blood Qi Barrier within a year. At present, Blood Qi cultivation was undoubtedly his foremost priority.

As for his long-term goal, he had a bold ambition: to gather all the martial arts in the world and push every one of them beyond its limits.

To truly embody myriad traits!

"In the new year, I will continue sparing no effort, using sweat to prove my own martial path."

February 13th, the seventh day of the first lunar month.

Meng Chuan's cousin, Meng Yiyi, the biological daughter of his uncle Meng Yongzhi, was coming home.

Since before the New Year, Xue Na had called every day to ask when Meng Yiyi would return home for the holiday.

Meng Chuan's cousin Meng Yiyi attended a university specializing in the humanities and scientific research in another city.

Though she had only just entered her freshman year, society did not support idlers. Even humanities students had to start competing fiercely from their first year.

As a result, she had missed returning home on New Year's Eve for the reunion. It was not until after the third day of the first lunar month that Meng Yiyi finally confirmed when she would come home.

Even during the holiday, Meng Chuan still got up at four or five in the morning to practice martial arts on the rooftop.

Today, he was especially excited, because Cannon Fist's proficiency was about to reach perfection!

When Qi flourished, a mighty fire arose in the heart; when Qi waned, the heart became clouded and ignorant.

Cannon Fist was a fire-element fist art of the Xingyi School. What it emphasized most was the unstoppable momentum behind each punch. No matter how powerful the enemy, I would shatter ten thousand arts with a single fist!

Cannon Fist: Major Mastery (99%) Awaiting Limit-Break

Only the final 1% remained. Meng Chuan closed his eyes and recalled the key points his master had taught him.

"Sink and brace the waist, tighten the core strength. A punch must open and close in one breath, suddenly exploding like a cannon blast!"

With the boost of One Proof, Eternal Proof, combined with Meng Chuan's long-term practice, he gradually comprehended its crucial secret.

In an instant, Meng Chuan moved.

He fiercely stepped forward with an Inch Step. His left hand drilled upward along his body, elbow slightly lowered, the center of his fist drilling to the space directly before his forehead.

His right hand grasped the essence of Cannon Fist. With no distracting thoughts and an unstoppable momentum, it suddenly rose to his chest before blasting outward with force.

The cannon blast shook the heavens!

It added another touch of festivity to the New Year.

Then, without hesitation, Meng Chuan continued exerting force. His feet shifted repeatedly in Inch Steps to build power, while his Cannon Fist surged and struck. The booming sounds of cannons firing rang out without end as he effortlessly unleashed eight consecutive blasts!

Even then, Meng Chuan's core remained taut, tightening further as he exerted more force.

Both wrists continued twisting inward as he changed forms. His right hand drilled along his body to the center of his forehead, its wrist twisting outward as it exerted power.

At the same time, his left hand twisted to his chest. As his left foot stepped forward an inch, he explosively released the final, earth-shattering boom!

"Bang!!!"

On the rooftop, the ninth and final blast shattered the hazy dawn.

The electric scooters parked below all set off their anti-theft alarms at once.

At that moment, Cannon Fist had reached perfection.

Meng Chuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked up at the Martial Arts Limit-Breaking Panel.

Cannon Fist: Perfection (1%) Awaiting Limit-Break

Limit-Break Trait: Heavy Blow (Beginner)

As Cannon Fist broke into perfection, Meng Chuan had not even had time to savor the feeling of breaking through before his stomach churned and growled, and hunger immediately washed over him.

This was a normal reaction caused by the tremendous consumption of nutrients as his Blood Qi greatly increased.

"Some time ago, after Inch Step broke through to Major Mastery, I went to the martial arts school and tested my Blood Qi. It was 7.51, about to break past 8 and enter the Fourth Blood Qi Barrier.

"Now that Cannon Fist has also reached perfection, the massive amount of Blood Qi provided by the two together will definitely be enough to enter the Fourth Barrier.

"And this intense hunger means the quantity of newly generated Blood Qi inside my body is enormous. I'm afraid it won't be as simple as merely entering the Fourth Barrier."

With that thought, hunger drove Meng Chuan to quickly get dressed and head downstairs for breakfast.

His uncle had gone to the police station early this morning for duty, while Auntie was alone in the kitchen making breakfast.

Seeing Auntie cooking, Meng Chuan asked her to heat up a few more buns.

He then opened the refrigerator and took out all the chocolate, protein bars, Medicated Diet Paste, and more, devouring everything in no time.

Only after eating did Meng Chuan feel the hunger in his body subside by more than half.

A faint heat flowed from his stomach, then spread throughout his body to provide nourishment. Since only Martial Artists could examine their bodies internally, Meng Chuan could only make such guesses based on feeling.

Watching Meng Chuan scour the refrigerator like Wind Sweeps Away Clouds, Xue Na asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Chuan'er? Why are you so hungry?"

Meng Chuan patiently explained, "I made a small breakthrough in martial arts, so I need to replenish my body's nutrients."

Xue Na roughly understood. "Oh, all right. Eat first. Once you're done, I'll simmer some medicated food for you."

"Oh, and remember to find time to bring the cured pork, sausages, and such that your uncle bought over to your master. They were made from premium free-range black pork raised in the mountains. They're delicious."

Meng Chuan nodded in agreement. He had been planning to call Teacher Luo later to ask whether he had time in the afternoon to teach him a new fist technique, so he could bring the items along.

After another five steaming leavened buns, paired with high-protein braised beef, Meng Chuan finally felt completely comfortable.

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Xue Na watched Meng Chuan eat, her face blooming with joy. She loved seeing him wolf down his food.

"Chuan'er, eat slowly. Don't choke. No one's competing with you."

"Auntie's cooking is too delicious."

Meng Chuan swept the table clean and was about to get up to wash the dishes when Xue Na stopped him.

"I'll wash them. Chuan'er, you've worked hard practicing martial arts. Go sit and rest."

Seeing Auntie's firm attitude, Meng Chuan had no choice but to let it go.

Sitting on the sofa, he peeled an orange and silently sensed the changes in the Blood Qi within his body.

Since he could not examine his body internally, Blood Qi density could only be judged through outward manifestations.

He took out the old walnuts his uncle had been rolling in his hands for several years from beneath the table. Holding two in one hand, he lightly turned them in his palm, then suddenly exerted force. With a crack, both old walnuts shattered.

"My strength has indeed increased quite a bit. This is one sign of heightened Blood Qi density.

"Before Cannon Fist reached perfection, I definitely couldn't have crushed two well-seasoned old walnuts in one hand. But it seems I've gotten myself into trouble."

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Meng Chuan tossed the broken walnuts into the trash, got up, walked to the door, and asked, "Who is it?"