Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Ultimately Become Immortal — Part 42

Luo Family Eight Extremities: Beginner (6%)—Awaiting Limit Break

Limit-Break Trait: Chaotic Heaven (Intermediate)

The next day.

Today, Uncle Meng Yongzhi was off work and at home, and the whole family sat together for breakfast in high spirits.

Meng Yiyi told Meng Yongzhi about how Meng Chuan had thoroughly trounced her boyfriend.

After hearing it, Meng Yongzhi was speechless for a long while, feeling as though he were dreaming.

In less than half a year, Meng Chuan had created far too many miracles—improving the National Obligatory Basic Fist Art, becoming the personal disciple of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, and trouncing a Yong'an Martial Arts University student in his first year of high school. Every single one was unbelievable.

"Chuan'er, what's your current vitality and blood at?"

"Over eight points. I just haven't comprehended Manifest Force yet."

Meng Yongzhi's lips trembled with excitement.

"Good!"

"Do you want your uncle to pull some strings and transfer you to a better school?"

Meng Yongzhi had heard people talk about those martial arts high schools. They taught far better than Peaceful High School.

"No need, Uncle. Teacher Luo is enough."

"Good, good, good. See if there's anything you lack for martial arts training. Remember to tell your uncle."

Meng Chuan nodded.

Meng Yongzhi was so excited that he could barely sit still. He stopped eating altogether and kept pacing back and forth.

Just then, a news report came from the television.

"Director Fang, with the optimization of Yong'an City's Sky Net system now complete, what does this mean for the city's residents?"

On the television, Fang Jianxing wore a faint smile as he spoke with ease.

"The further optimization of the Sky Net system has, on one hand, resolved—"

Hearing this, Auntie said with a smile, "Technology really is getting more and more advanced. With Sky Net around, ordinary people like us can finally rest easy."

Meng Chuan smiled and nodded, thinking to himself, These things are all external. My own strength is what matters most. Only by becoming a Martial Artist can I better protect my family.

After breakfast, Meng Chuan returned to his room to practice his stance, while considering where to train.

Luo Family Eight Extremities was broad and forceful, its swift footwork layered upon itself. He needed to find somewhere more open.

He worried that the rooftop was too small. He had yet to master the fist art, and if he accidentally stepped into empty air, he would fall straight down.

The principal had given him the key to the school's Martial Arts Training Ground, but after mulling it over, he still decided to train at the martial arts academy.

He had not been to the academy for quite some time. With more people around, it would at least be livelier, and he could also test exactly how much vitality and blood he had now.

Although it was still the New Year holiday, Infinite Martial Arts Academy remained open as usual.

It was just that Teacher Luo was away on business and was not overseeing the academy, while the cafeteria aunties were also on holiday, so the academy did not provide meals.

The moment he stepped inside, he found that there were relatively few trainees. Most had gone home for the New Year.

When they saw Meng Chuan, they all came forward and greeted him.

"Hello, Senior Brother!"

Meng Chuan accepted it calmly, smiling and nodding in response.

Liu Ru was alone at the very back, practicing her fist art against a wooden dummy. Dense, continuous explosions rang out as her fists flew.

In her heart, nothing mattered more than performing well before Luo Guanyun.

She had to prepare for the upcoming academy ranking competition, so she had no time to teach.

Meng Chuan greeted her, then entered the vitality and blood testing room.

9.25.

It was slightly higher than Meng Chuan had expected, perhaps because Luo Family Eight Extremities had reached the Beginner stage.

Based on the experience of those before him, Cannon Fist at Completion, combined with a third-rate movement technique at Major Success, could bring one's vitality and blood to around 8.5.

The extra vitality and blood came partly from Luo Family Eight Extremities' powerful boost, as well as the solid foundation laid by the limit-break National Obligatory Basic Fist Art.

After finishing the test, Meng Chuan walked to the wooden dummy area and began practicing Cannon Fist, wanting to see how long it would take to break its limit.

After performing it twice, his proficiency still had not increased. Meng Chuan patiently continued punching.

As he punched, he pondered. More than half an hour later, a prompt appeared on the panel, and his proficiency increased by 1%.

Cannon Fist: Completion (1%) → (2%)—Awaiting Limit Break

Limit-Break Trait: Heavy Blow (Beginner)

The road to breaking limits was long. Meng Chuan decided, for the time being, to spend four hours every day practicing Cannon Fist.

As his proficiency increased, Cannon Fist could still boost his vitality and blood even though it had reached Completion.

It simply was not as effective as Luo Family Eight Extremities. Since raising his vitality and blood remained his top priority, Meng Chuan still decided to devote most of his time to cultivating the new fist art.

Time passed especially quickly while practicing punches.

Meng Chuan looked up at the clock. It was already one o'clock. He looked toward the panel.

Cannon Fist: Completion (8%)—Awaiting Limit Break

The speed was quite fast. Even if proficiency grew more slowly later on, with One Proof, Eternal Proof, there would be no getting stuck.

Meng Chuan began looking forward to the second trait he was about to gain.

After casually eating a bowl of noodles outside, Meng Chuan took some Medicated Diet Paste and returned to the wooden dummy area to continue practicing.

Time quietly slipped away between his fists and kicks.

Suddenly—

"Not bad!"

A familiar voice came from behind him, and an arm draped itself over his shoulder.

Meng Chuan spun around sharply and was delighted to discover that it was Fang Jianxing.

"Brother Fang, you're here. I saw you on television this morning, and now I'm seeing the real person this afternoon."

Fang Jianxing was not wearing the white lab coat from last time. Instead, he had on a rather casual fleece-lined hoodie.

"Really? Little Meng, stop pulling my leg, haha."

"I came today to learn fist arts from you. So tell me, are you going to teach me or not?"

"Of course I'll teach you. Brother Fang, go change first. Martial arts uniforms are relatively loose, so they're more comfortable for practicing."

Fang Jianxing smiled and nodded.

"The front desk already gave me the clothes. I'll go change right away."

"Sigh, it's only during the New Year that I can find some time to work out. I only bought ten classes, so Little Meng, you have to teach me well."

"No problem."

After Fang Jianxing changed into his clothes, he appeared beside Meng Chuan.

"You're impressive, Little Meng. When I came in, I heard them all calling you Senior Brother?"

"Not really. I'm only benefiting from being the academy master's personal disciple."

Fang Jianxing nodded thoughtfully, then continued, "That's still impressive. Being able to become the academy master's disciple is proof of your ability. Don't belittle yourself."

"By the way, isn't the academy master here today?"

"Teacher Luo has business outside the academy."

Fang Jianxing nodded and said nothing more.

"Then, Brother Fang, let's not waste any more time chatting. Shall we begin?"

"Little Meng, I only practiced National Obligatory Basic Fist Art for a while when I was young. What do you think I should practice now that would benefit my body the most?"

Meng Chuan pondered for a moment and decided to teach him stance training.

"I'll teach you stance training, Brother Fang. My master once said that stance training is the foundation of all martial arts.

"And practicing stances can significantly improve the body's core strength. It's most suitable for office workers like you who sit for long periods."

"Alright, then stance training it is. I've heard people say it too: practice fists but not stances, and when you're old, it all comes to nothing. Haha."

During the lesson, Meng Chuan made a surprising discovery.

Although Fang Jianxing struggled greatly at the start, every time Meng Chuan corrected his movements, Fang Jianxing basically would not make the same mistake again in his subsequent practice.