Meng Chuan didn't have time to pay attention to Xu Qingfeng, he calmed his mind and continued to practice his punches.
As his understanding deepened, it seemed as if there was an ancient martial arts grandmaster in his mind, with his single arm stretching like iron chains across a river. This inexplicable sense of wonder intoxicated him.
Witnessing this scene, Xu Qingfeng was completely dumbfounded:
"Did he just have an enlightenment?"
Although Meng Chuan's movements were slow, there was a unique rhythm to them, as if...
"Is he creating a new fist technique... or improving an existing one?"
Xu Qingfeng murmured to himself internally.
He then stood aside and also began to practice martial arts, continually muttering:
"Yin and Yang separation, Yin and Yang separation, what the hell is Yin and Yang separation?"
After half an hour, he finally came to his senses.
"Damn, Meng Chuan understands nothing about 'Yin and Yang separation'."
He was merely using his Qiankun Eight Trigrams to comprehend his own 'Dao'.
Once again, he had been tricked...
...
After returning home for dinner, Meng Chuan went directly to Master Luo's Martial Arts Chamber to continue practicing while waiting for Master Luo to return.
He was just a step away from Limit Breaking, and with Master Luo's guidance, he might break through faster.
Not long after, Luo Guanyun pushed open the door and entered.
What met his eyes was Meng Chuan's fists dragging trails of afterimages in the air, his footwork coordinating seamlessly, each punch seeming to stir an invisible quagmire.
"This kid..."
At a glance, he could recognize that this was his own creation, the 'Luo's Eight Extremes'.
But there was a slight difference.
The main idea of his fist technique, whether it was Long Fist or close combat, or a combination of hard and soft, all focused on the word 'breaking'.
Breaking through a surface with a point, overcoming a strike with cleverness.
However, Meng Chuan was different. The Luo's Eight Extremes in his hands also hinted at Perfection, but it also carried the intention of Tai Chi massage.
Luo Guanyun walked lightly to Meng Chuan's side, frowned slightly, and understood what Meng Chuan wanted to do.
"Optimizing my Luo's Eight Extremes, huh..."
He also understood Tai Chi, so he caught a wisp of true Qi in his palm, maneuvering like an invisible hand to adjust Meng Chuan's posture.
Gradually, silence enveloped the room.
Only the sound of fists cutting through the air screamed in fervor.
Before long, Meng Chuan, blessed with intuition, threw a punch.
The Qi and momentum around him tangled endlessly, like the endless vitality of plants and fireworks.
Luo Guanyun pressed down with one hand, calming the turbulence in the room.
If he hadn't intervened, the roof might have been torn off.
At this moment, Meng Chuan suddenly realized.
"The essence of Chaotic Heaven is not to break the sky, but to contain the sky."
Luo Guanyun's expression was complex, as he murmured internally:
"This kid seems to have truly comprehended something."
Feeling Meng Chuan's fatigue, he flicked a wisp of Qi to help him adjust himself.
Meng Chuan was about to share what he had learned from breaking limits, when he saw his master waving his hand and saying:
"Go back and rest first. Over-exerting the body is not good; we'll talk tomorrow."
It was only then that he realized he had been immersed in the Eight Extremes for over ten hours today.
Indeed, he was extremely tired, so he said:
"Master Luo, then I'll take my leave first."
Luo Guanyun nodded and said:
"Come again tomorrow."
He knew his apprentice had been sneaking into the United University to attend classes and practice punches, and the facilities there were indeed complete. Training with peers was also more efficient.
"Find an opportunity to thank Yang Huan..."
...
Upon returning home, his aunt and uncle were already asleep.
During washing, the newly formed Qi Blood within Meng Chuan's body slowly emerged from the apertures all over his body.
Like a flood continuously rushing, washing over his limbs and bones.
Finally concentrating in one place, converging in the treasure trove of his body's tendons and veins.
Meng Chuan's shoulders moved like waves on the sea, accompanied by the crisp 'crackling' sound as he moved his muscles and bones.
Though exhausted, he could distinctly feel his physical attributes becoming stronger.
"Luo's Eight Extremes Limit Breaking, Qi Blood increased significantly again..."
He checked the Martial Arts Limit Breaking panel.
[Luo's Eight Extremes: Limit Breaking]
[Limit Breaking Trait Acquired: Chaotic Heaven (Intermediate)]
Effect One: Qi and meridians are mystical. While practicing fist techniques and martial arts, whether it's Long Fist or close combat, it can enhance a certain comprehension speed.
Effect Two: Power circulation, alternating between Long Fist and close combat, each switch stacking a layer of [Chaotic Heaven Momentum].
Effect Three: Chaotic Heaven Field, stacking 8 layers of Chaotic Heaven Momentum, activating it, a radius of three zhang around the body is affected. [Hard Power] strikes the enemy, adding some force; [Soft Power] strikes, simultaneously converting into a certain amount of Qi recovery.
Meng Chuan was overjoyed:
"I'm taking off..."
Just as he imagined, the first effect was the [Fist Technique Comprehension] he had longed for day and night.
"A certain comprehension speed, mastering various fist techniques, it's somewhat like the Martial Arts Association certified [Transparent Martial Bone] trait."
He had specifically researched before, looking for traits that helped improve fist technique comprehension.
This Transparent Martial Bone had left a particularly deep impression on him.
Because many traits related to comprehension only offered [slight], or [marginal] improvements, their effects were far inferior to Transparent Martial Bone.
He was itching to immediately get up and practice punching, to see how his fist technique comprehension had changed.
But it was late at night, and he was afraid his movements in practicing punches would disturb his family, so he decided not to.
"[Chaotic Heaven] truly lives up to its limit-breaking difficulty. Besides enhancing fist technique talent, the second and third effects combined also seem very formidable.
According to the panel display, after transforming fist techniques eight times, one can open the so-called Chaotic Heaven Field, where Hard Power primarily attacks to inflict damage, and Soft Power mainly defends and recovers Qi."
In any case, the effects of Chaotic Heaven did not disappoint his hard work; it's remarkable!
...
The next morning.
After bidding farewell to Brother Gang, Meng Chuan eagerly headed to the United University for a qi and blood measurement.
[Qi and Blood Value 156.1→183.7 Eight Passes]
"Awesome, as expected of Luo's Eight Extremes, it increased nearly thirty points in qi and blood."
It's worth noting that the nine passes of qi and blood only require 32 points from the first to the sixth pass.
The qi and blood value brought by breaking the limits of the Eight Extremes is comparable to some martial artists' lifelong achievements...
"Now that the Eight Extremes have broken limits, I need to find another powerful fist skill to practice during the Five Elements Qiankun Fist's breathing exercises."
During the [Five Qi of the Viscera], one needs to concentrate fully and focus their will.
It's impossible to practice from start to finish the whole day like Luo's Eight Extremes.
Second and third-class fist skills aren't the time to practice now, because even the simplest fist skill requires deep thought about related martial theories to break limits.
With the Supernova competition and martial exams approaching, it's more important to spend time punching and accumulating qi and blood.
"I should have a good chat with Master Luo and learn the preliminary first-class fist skill for the Primordial Spirit Thunder Planting Skill.
After finishing the daily pile skill and Five Elements Fist, practice it in spare time."
His current progress in the Human Posture has reached [93%], yet he still has no clue on breaking the limits.
He had considered combining Xingyi and Elephant Form practices, but the plan is temporarily shelved.
Merely the barrier of incompatible meridians completely stumped him.
"Only by breaking limits can the impossible become possible."
No one knows when the limits of the Human Posture can be broken, but with one confirmation forever in mind, Meng Chuan stays relatively calm.
After all, could anything be as difficult as National Fist?
Seeing Xu Qingfeng coming from the side to practice the posture, Meng Chuan smiled faintly and extended his hand.
He handed over two martial arts supplements...
"Come, let's practice fists."
Xu Qingfeng looked puzzled and resentful:
"...Are you even human?"
Left with no choice, Xu Qingfeng followed Meng Chuan upstairs again.
If he refused, Meng Chuan would engage him directly in the ground floor posture area.
"Brother Xu, don't look so glum. Hold on to the supplements first, I'll treat you to dinner tonight, an Eternal Blessing Banquet."
Xu Qingfeng felt somewhat better, which was somewhat acceptable.
After half an hour, he was extremely uncomfortable.
The good brother was even stronger after yesterday's enlightenment, which made him seem eerily powerful during practice.
Meng Chuan hit him as if he were a small learner at the sixth pass, casually pinching and twisting.
Looking at the two supplements in his hand, he secretly swore:
"If I practice with you again, I'll change my surname from Xu..."
Meanwhile, Meng Chuan left in satisfaction.
Through his experiment, he discovered that as the Chaotic Heaven momentum stacked up, the so-called Chaotic Heaven Territory was a type of control ability.
Within thirty feet, Xu Qingfeng was like dough at his mercy.
If he wanted to end it, he would unleash the [Flame Burst Fist] with full force, the punch momentum amplified by multiple folds.
Without any martial artist in control, he feared making a mistake so didn't attempt it.
If he wanted to play a bit longer, he slowly practiced soft fists; with the transition of the fist skill, his body felt more and more powerful, it was truly invigorating.
The only drawback was that opening the [Chaotic Heaven Territory] consumed quite a lot of spiritual power.
Given his current attributes, he could only maintain a high-intensity battle for about twenty minutes.
Recently, his meditation on dragon sitting has been going well; he initially thought about practicing a bit of [Shiva Elephant Washing].
However, this idea was completely dropped.
"Spiritual and willpower seem to become increasingly important as my studies deepen."
...
Qilu Land.
Main campus of the Northern United Martial Arts University.
Inside the principal's martial arts chamber.
Sui Chunqiu, bare-chested, stood barefoot on the ground.
Where his fist wind passed, spots of light glowed like fire, and sweat drops hit the ground blooming as white smoke.
The principal's secretary held documents, standing at the door, patiently waiting after knocking.
Principal Sui's martial arts chamber is constructed of super heat-insulating materials, so no temperature can be felt from outside.
However, inside, there's an artificial simulated sun emitting thousands of degrees of heat, into which even a grandmaster would vaporize.
A moment later, Sui Chunqiu emerged, and the secretary tactfully handed him his coat.
Simultaneously saying:
"Principal, here is the Supernova competition list submitted by the branches."
"Put it on the table."
Sui Chunqiu put on his coat and sat on the sofa, browsing through it.
A significant part of the secretary's work is extracting keywords for the leader.
While making tea for Sui Chunqiu, she said:
"Yong'an branch is developing fast; the contestants, whether they're from the university division or the preparatory division, aren't weak in the branch, Principal Yang truly has your personal instruction, his keen eyes are right on point."
Sui Chunqiu nodded, memorizing the contents of the list in just a few seconds.
"Yang Huan is indeed impressive."
After a pause, he pointed to a name on the list and continued:
"He mentioned a student to me recently, keep an eye out when you have time."
"Yes, I'll be on my way now."
Sui Chunqiu nodded.
After leaving, she picked up the list and circled the name Principal Sui mentioned.
"Meng Chuan... still a substitute player?"
She didn't think much of it and just followed the principal's instructions.
Sui Chunqiu returned to the martial arts chamber for practice.
He was just one step away from the highest realm of contemporary martial arts and needed to seize all time to strive for becoming a Martial Arts Great Saint.
Surrounded by intense heat of a thousand degrees, he warmed up while recalling what Yang Huan mentioned.
"Possessing top qualities, also having proficiency in horizontal training, with qi and blood progression speed far surpassing even the best roots, is my little fan..."