With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 21 Liu Ru's Thoughts

When Meng Chuancai came out of the blood and qi testing room, he saw that Instructor Liu Ru had arrived late.

I've heard other students say that instructor Liu Ru has been arriving later and later lately, and she always seems distracted during lessons.

However, the male trainees expressed their understanding and forgave them, saying:

"Sister Ru is probably having some issues lately, we should be understanding."

After changing into her training clothes, Liu Ru arrived at the training ground. Several male trainees, whose movements were originally quite standard, immediately stumbled and fell when Liu Ru threw a punch.

"Oh dear, this punch is so hard to land! Sister Ru, can you help me?"

Liu Ru has been feeling anxious lately because of the matter of taking on apprentices, but she is still very professional. Upon hearing the news, she immediately went to the apprentice's side and taught him step by step.

Meng Chuan practiced his Cannon Fist against the wooden dummy, hoping to break through to the proficiency level as soon as possible.

Although practicing with someone can improve your skills faster, everyone says that Sister Ru is not feeling well, so it's not appropriate for her to ask someone to practice with her right now. Let's wait until she's feeling better.

After teaching a few students who were not in the right posture, Liu Ru unconsciously walked over to Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan was extremely focused when practicing his boxing, his mind entirely on the routines. Occasionally, his mind would wander, but he was still thinking about increasing his proficiency by 1, and he didn't notice the person behind him.

Liu Ru was also a master of Xingyi Quan. Seeing her opponent's punches landing on the wooden stake one after another, his progress was clearly visible, and Liu Ru's feelings became even more complicated.

"I'm afraid I don't have a chance. If even the master can't accept Xiao Meng, then I have even less hope."

"Cheer up, teach well so the master can see my efforts, and maybe he'll give me some more guidance."

Liu Ru never thought of giving up the path of martial arts. With Xiao Meng around, if she didn't have the opportunity to become Master Luo's personal disciple, she would find another way.

She believes that all things in this world originate from the same source but lead to the same destination, and as long as she doesn't give up, she will eventually become a martial artist.

"Go Liu Ru, you're the best!"

Liu Ru cheered herself up in her heart, and her spirits improved significantly.

Meng Chuan finally noticed someone watching him practice his boxing. When he turned around, he found it was Sister Ru.

Seeing that the other party was in good spirits, Meng Chuan immediately extended an invitation:
"Sister Ru, come and practice a few moves with me to help me with my Cannon Fist."

"it is good!"

Liu Ru laughed heartily.

Cannon Fist: Beginner (82%) → (97%).

"Awesome! Practice makes perfect!"

Liu Ru's strength far surpasses his own. When sparring with her, Meng Chuan can launch attacks without restraint, throwing punches freely without worrying about injuring her or holding back.

After practicing with Liu Ru for more than an hour, my proficiency increased by 15%, and I'm just a little bit away from breaking through to proficiency.

Meng Chuan wanted to practice a little longer and break through in one go, but several students kept staring at him with resentment.

He understood their meaning and realized he couldn't keep monopolizing Liu Ru forever.

"That's all for today, Sister Ru, thank you!"

Meng Chuan bowed and expressed his gratitude.

"It's alright, teaching you is my job."

Liu Ru waved her hand to indicate that there was no need to be polite, and then turned around to teach other students.

Luo Guanyun didn't come today. Meng Chuan had planned to demonstrate the Guoyi Fist after breaking the limit for him today, but it seems he'll have to wait until tomorrow to come back.

"Keep practicing on the wooden dummy. With the [One Certificate Permanent], there's no bottleneck for me. I'll grind out the remaining 3%!"

Five p.m.

Meng Chuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and a notification appeared on the martial arts panel.

[Cannon Fist: Beginner (100%) → Proficient (1%)] "Successful."

As he guessed, as long as one practices boxing, there will be progress and improvement.

Even if you gain less and less proficiency, you won't stagnate. As long as you keep playing, breaking through to 100% is inevitable.

Normally, when martial arts practitioners break through to the next stage, there will be a bottleneck period. Due to differences in innate talent and comprehension, the duration of the bottleneck period may be long or short.

Although it is a third-class boxing technique, unless one has excellent physical constitution and aptitude, one will inevitably have to endure hardship for a while, and only when inspiration strikes can one seize the opportunity to break through.

I need to go back early today. Although the encounter with the Heavenly Demon last time broke my limits, the dangers involved are still vivid in my mind.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the blood and qi testing room, Meng Chuan went in and had his blood tested again.

With improved proficiency in the cannon punch, he successfully broke through two.

[Qi and Blood Value: 2.11]

"Great! Keep it up!"

Every drop of sweat has a response, which gives him endless motivation.

Meng Chuan decided to practice Cannon Fist for two more hours after returning home, and then finish his perfect day with Zhan Zhuang (standing meditation).

As soon as I got home, my uncle Meng Yongzhi handed me a phone call.

"Your Master Luo just happened to need to see you, come quickly."

Meng Chuan took off his shoes and socks, stepped forward, and took the phone:

"Hey, owner."

"Okay, Xiao Meng, come to my training room at 10 a.m. tomorrow. I've called someone from the Martial Arts Association over, so don't be late."

After Meng Chuan agreed, he hung up the phone. Master Luo must have found an expert from the Martial Arts Association to test his level of "Guoyiquan".

After logging into the Martial Arts Association's official website on his computer, Meng Chuan found the latest reward policy regarding the optimization of martial arts incentive measures in the announcements.

After carefully reviewing the document, he was greatly encouraged.

In this era where everyone practices martial arts, the country will not fail those who have the ability to improve martial arts.

For popular martial arts like Guoyiquan, the starting prize money is in the millions, and there are also top-level honorary certificates, which are very useful for adding points to martial arts exams.

Meng Chuan couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. The panel was correct, and Guoyiquan had indeed broken through the limitations. As long as he demonstrated step by step, he would surely gain the approval of the school master and the martial arts association.

"Let's stop practicing Cannon Fist for now and practice National Righteous Fist more. Let's try to make it look better tomorrow!"

The next morning, Meng Chuan waited anxiously at the martial arts school.

It was ten o'clock. Meng Chuan adjusted his mindset and walked into the owner's private training room.

Meng Chuan noticed that a tall, thin man was sitting next to the gym owner in the training room.

The man was thin and lacked the robust physique of a martial arts practitioner like Master Luo. His only feature was his unusually large knuckles, which resembled eagle claws, making the teacup he held appear exceptionally small.

Upon seeing Meng Chuan enter, the tall, thin man glanced at him. It was just a casual glance, but Meng Chuan felt as if he were being watched by a predator in the sky.

“What a strong aura.”

Judging from his aura alone, this person was no less imposing than the master, but in his heart, he still thought that the master's appearance when he commanded lightning was stronger.

Luo Guanyun waved to himself.

"Meng Chuan, come and sit down first."

Meng Chuan sat directly opposite the tall, thin man. In that instant, Meng Chuan had a feeling that the person sitting opposite him was a giant eagle soaring in the sky.

The tall, thin man did not intentionally release his pressure; rather, it was the aura inherent in a powerhouse who had broken through limits, which would instinctively create an illusion for ordinary people.

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