Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Ultimately Become Immortal

Ma Hongju gritted his teeth, sharply arched his waist backward, and rooted himself in place with his spine as a stake while bleeding off the force. His Twin Principles Hands coiled from left and right toward Meng Chuan's neck.

But Meng Chuan had been prepared. He lowered his head to evade, then bent his knee and drove it sharply upward into Ma Hongju's waist and abdomen again. Ma Hongju withdrew his hands to block downward, leaving his upper guard wide open. Meng Chuan had already anticipated it with Fist Before Intent; the instant he lifted his leg, his heavy punch had struck out alongside it.

Ma Hongju tilted his head aside and evaded the Rudder Swing Fist. Meng Chuan's wrist instantly twisted again, turning his hand into a palm. As he clamped down on the other man's shoulder, his left palm pressed against Ma Hongju's chest, and an explosive wave of air erupted.

This time, Meng Chuan had him firmly locked down. He could no longer evade.

Ma Hongju's body was practically sent sliding sideways. He skimmed along the ground for nearly a hundred meters, and every rock, grass blade, and tree he touched turned to drifting ash.

"Whew, Senior Brother Ma, thank you for letting me win!"

Meng Chuan's shoulders rose and fell, giving off great clouds of steam. Wisps of white mist born from his repeated bursts of force swept wildly like roaming dragons.

With a single shake from him, they scattered completely.

The fight had been utterly exhilarating. He had enjoyed it to the fullest.

Throughout the entire martial duel, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit had been concentrated to the extreme. His fists and feet had moved so swiftly they had nearly become instinctive, as though he could foresee the future. Beyond instinct.

"Everyone, please move a