With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 66 Muscle Activity

After the online meeting ended, the teachers started discussing it, and messages flew around in the small group chat where the school leaders were not present.

"I think this isn't the school's treasure, it's clearly the school's big daddy!"

"Teacher Wang is really lucky. He was just sitting at home when a promotion and a raise came out of nowhere."

Teacher Wang's face broke into a wide smile.

"Sigh, I don't want this either, but Meng Chuan's strength no longer allows me to keep a low profile. Wait, why did Teacher Li leave the group chat?"

[“Teacher Li from Class 1, Grade 11” has left the “Ping An Middle School Gossip Group”]

A peanut expert discovered a blind spot:

"Wait, this is a herd of cattle and horses. Where is the administrator? Kick Director Wang out."

[“Deputy Director Wang of the Academic Affairs Office” has been removed from the group chat.]

"He has been kicked out, and his application privileges have been banned."

"Goodness, Old Wang changed his nickname so quickly? From now on, we'll be tier-one enemies when we meet again."

Meng Chuan apologized for being late.

"I'm sorry, Principal, I woke up late today."

"It's okay, it's okay. You didn't get enough rest from yesterday's boxing practice, did you? Should I ask you for another day off to relax?"

"No need, I'll go now. Should I go to the martial arts arena or some other classroom?"

【You can choose whichever you like. I'll send you the contact information for all the boxing instructors at our school. Just call whoever you want to teach.】

Meng Chuan was a little confused:
"Do I have that much influence now?"

There was a pause.

Thank you, Principal Zong.

Just call me Uncle. It'll sound more friendly, even at school.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chuan saved the contact information of the teachers sent by Principal Zong in his mobile phone.

After a quick wash, I prepared to leave for school.

The water feature was brightly lit, and his current figure was reflected in the mirror.

While his shoulders were broader, they did not lose any of their bony shape, and the veins on his skin were faintly visible with each breath.

Overall, he seems to have gained a lot of weight and grown a few centimeters taller, probably around 183 cm now.

Meng Chuan punched rapidly in front of the mirror, while simultaneously dodging left and right with alternating footwork.

"Fortunately, I didn't become sluggish because of this; I'm still very fast."

"This must be what they call breaking through the body's limitations, right? Will it get bigger and bigger in the future?"

Meng Chuan recalled the Western martial artists he had seen on television, each of them three or four meters tall, like gods and demons.

The West has always valued size and strength, and most of its martial arts are related to physical fitness.

Dragon Fighting Technique, Holy Rhinoceros Divine Power Fist.

Most of these Western martial arts schools greatly admire mythical creatures such as dragons, sacred rhinoceroses, and divine bulls, and pursue the practice of their methods and forms, which is somewhat similar to the Chinese school of figurative writing.

Meng Chuan shook his head to clear his mind of distracting thoughts.

"Just make it strong enough. We'll deal with it later if it gets out of control."

Inside the martial arts arena of Ping An Middle School.

"Hey!"

"Ho-"

The students are practicing their boxing skills diligently inside the martial arts arena.

The martial arts students in the second year of high school are taught by various boxing teachers, which is completely different from the homeroom teacher system in the first year of high school.

I mainly practice boxing on my own, and I can ask my teacher for help whenever I have any questions.

As soon as Meng Chuan opened the door of the martial arts arena and walked in, a boxing instructor came over to greet him warmly.

"Xiao Meng, right? I'm Liang Weilong, the Xingyi teacher at the school."

"Hello, Teacher Liang."

"You've reached the fourth level of mastering internal energy, right? I watched your match before, and you played very well." "It was alright."

Meng Chuan smiled sheepishly.

"Since your teacher is Master Luo, I won't embarrass myself by teaching you boxing."

"From now on, I'll mainly focus on giving you pointers and helping you develop practical experience. What do you think?"

Meng Chuan nodded in agreement.

Teacher Liang's idea coincided with his own: the reason for learning boxing was to be taught by Master Luo and to comprehend it on one's own, while improving proficiency and developing practical experience was mainly helped by the school teachers.

"Alright, shall we give it a try?"

Meng Chuan gladly accepted the invitation. His focus going forward would be on cultivating the Luo Family Eight Extremes to improve his Qi and blood, with the secondary focus on practicing the Inch Step Body Technique to break through limits and obtain special traits.

Improving Qi and blood circulation is always the most important thing.

The threat of the Heavenly Demon is like a thorn in my side. Before becoming a martial artist and consolidating my martial will, it is unwise to cultivate a large number of low-level techniques to accumulate special traits.

Fortunately, the Inch Step technique can be practiced in conjunction with Luo's Bajiquan without hindering the improvement of Qi and Blood.

Meng Chuan and Teacher Liang walked to the area with the wooden stakes, causing a small commotion.

"Meng Chuanlai is starting class, brothers!"

"Xingyi, forever divine!"

Meng Chuan smiled faintly and responded with a fist and palm salute.

Teacher Liang leaped towards the wooden stake.

"bring it on."

Meng Chuanying agreed, lightly touching the floor with his toes and pushing himself onto the stake.

Many other students stopped practicing their punches and ran over to watch the two spar.

Zongping and the three Hu brothers also came over. They couldn't see it clearly on TV, and they wanted to see how much progress Meng Chuan had made.

Teacher Liang stood firmly on the stake and solemnly said:

"I am a seventh-level martial artist, specializing in the second-rate Xingyi School fist techniques, namely the Cloud-Splitting Palm and the first-rate Rock-Breaking Fist. I belong to the sharp metal element. Although we mainly practice sparring, fists and feet have no eyes, so be careful."

"Understood, Luo's Eight Extremes, please enlighten me, teacher."

Liang Weilong's realm far surpasses mine, so I'll take this opportunity to see how much my strength has increased after obtaining [Heavy Strike].

However, it's best not to use the limit-breaking moves of the Cannon Fist. The armor-piercing strike that combines overt and covert attacks is obvious to anyone with a discerning eye; it's clear that you've optimized and upgraded the Cannon Fist once again.

From learning Paoquan to breaking through its limits, it only took me a little over half a year. This cannot be explained simply by talent and hard work.

Liang Weilong took small, light steps on the stakes, his shoulders swaying casually in a relaxed manner.

"Come and attack! Go all out!"

"it is good."

Meng Chuan suddenly leaped up, tapping his feet on the ground a few times, and jumped in front of Liang Weilong.

Without the slightest hesitation, a series of Bajiquan attacks were launched towards Liang Weilong's face.

Meng Chuan's punches were incredibly fast, leaving countless fist imprints everywhere, pushing the limits of Bajiquan's short-range fighting style.

At the same time, a chorus of exclamations came from the students below the stake.

Only by watching up close can one truly appreciate how ferocious Meng Chuan's punches are.

Seeing this, Zong Ping could only smile wryly; the gap between him and Meng Chuan was widening.

A hint of appreciation flashed in Liang Weilong's eyes; he was indeed a gifted child.

Meng Chuan also felt the difference from the past when he threw a punch.

When engaging the muscles in the waist, shoulders, and arms, one can clearly feel that the muscles seem to come alive, as if they are pushing and exerting force.

At the same time, the transmission of force seems to have become more straightforward. There is no need to focus on the techniques of exerting force; one can achieve a full-force strike simply by throwing a punch seriously.

"Is this what muscle activation is?"

Meng Chuan was very satisfied with this, feeling that his hard work in breaking through the limit had not been in vain.

(End of this chapter)