With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 90 Liu Ru's Decision, Flesh and Blood Weakness

With a slight movement, he lightly tapped his feet on the wooden stakes. Each step seemed slow, yet he could burst forth with astonishing speed in an instant, covering a distance of seven or eight meters.

The martial arts students below the stake watched intently. A moment later, Meng Chuan flipped off the stake, eliciting gasps of amazement.

"Holy crap, Senior Brother's inch-step technique is simply divine."

"Yes, if we could learn from our senior brother every day, we would definitely make rapid progress."

In the crowd, Liu Ru's lips curled into a slight smile as she clapped her hands in praise:

"Your skill in even the smallest details has surpassed mine."

Meng Chuan smiled in response, nodded slightly, and said no more.

After Meng Chuan turned his head, Liu Ru's eyes gradually calmed down.

A barely perceptible hint of wariness flashed in her eyes.

"This kid is progressing too fast, it feels like he's almost at the sixth level. Jing is right, if we don't take action soon, there will be endless troubles."

After the students around him had digested his demonstration, Meng Chuan prepared to give them some pointers before going to practice his own boxing.

"He stepped too quickly and lost his balance."

"Every step must be taken firmly, and you must find a foothold before moving on to the next step."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and gently pressed down on the student's shoulder, signaling him to relax.

The trainees adjusted their postures according to Meng Chuanshuo's instructions, and indeed became much more stable.

Gradually, under Meng Chuan's meticulous guidance, everyone became more and more comfortable with the inch-step technique, and their movements became smoother.

Even a student who was usually quiet couldn't help but speak up:

"I've been practicing for several days but haven't been able to get the hang of it. With your guidance, senior brother, I've finally mastered it."

At that moment, a tall and straight figure emerged from a private training room deep within the martial arts school.

Luo Guanyun had just finished giving a private lesson to his student when he walked up to Meng Chuan, his eyes full of admiration.

He said softly:
"Good, not bad teaching."

He could tell that his apprentice's footwork had long since reached perfection, and his grasp of power and rhythm was impeccable.

In recent days, Luo Guanyun was worried that his apprentice might be mentally unstable after repeatedly drawing blood, so he even spoke in a much gentler tone.

These little details made Meng Chuan respect his master even more.

"Let's go to the martial arts room. I want to see how your boxing skills are progressing."

Since Luo Guanyun rarely had free time during the day, Meng Chuan nodded and followed.

Upon seeing Luo Guanyun appear, Liu Ru immediately buried her thoughts deep in her heart.

The venom pounded uncontrollably inside his body, desperately trying to retreat deep into his mind, afraid that Luo Guanyun would discover it.

He breathed a sigh of relief after the two left.

"Hurry up and find an opportunity to kill Meng Chuan, eat this body, and immediately escape back to the Demon's Nest."

Individual martial arts room.

Once the teachings of Meng Chuan were completed, Luo Guanyun's true nature was immediately revealed, and he was no longer the gentle person he had been before.

"Use the same force you had when you killed people! Use your strength!"

Hearing Luo Shi's angry roar, Meng Chuan secretly hardened his heart as well.

Imagining the scene at that time, my aura instantly exploded!

Sometimes his fists would strike like swallows returning to water, and at the same time, a burst of power would be revealed, causing the wind from his punches to whistle through the room.

Sometimes its body arches down, and the powerful force generated when it leaps upwards crashes into the wooden stake.

In an instant, the wooden stakes swayed like roly-poly toys, and wood chips flew everywhere in the air.

Luo Guanyun was ruthless in training Meng Chuanchuan, and he would not stop until he was exhausted.

Three hours later, seeing that Meng Chuanquan's palms were red, he called for a short rest.

"Take a break, we'll continue later."

"It's Master Luo."

Looking at the calluses and red scars on his hands, Meng Chuan felt no displeasure whatsoever.

If you want to practice martial arts comfortably, you'll never achieve anything significant. A thought struck him; he found a thin, long splinter among the fallen wood shavings and, with a slight effort, stabbed it into his palm.

I felt a slight stinging sensation in my palm, but the needle hadn't pierced through at all.

Gradually, a small red dot appeared under the skin. With a gentle touch, the red dot disappeared.

"【Nourishing Qi and Armoring Skill】truly lives up to its reputation as a top-notch hard skill. Even at the beginner stage, I didn't deliberately practice my palms, yet I still managed to develop a pair of thick and strong palms."

"As I progress further, my hands will surely become as strong and powerful as if they were cast in iron!"

The calluses on the hands from practicing boxing, combined with the added benefit of the armor-wearing technique.

The fist technique relies on the hands to strike, and the harder they are, the more deadly they become in actual combat!
"No wonder people in ancient times said that heroes used martial arts to break the law. In the days before firearms, a pair of iron palms, coupled with a strong body and armor, were enough to make one roam freely in the martial arts world!"

Several encounters ignited Meng Chuan's fighting spirit, but also made him cherish his life even more.

Before becoming a martial artist and possessing true qi to protect one's body, one's physical body is still too weak.

You must practice your hard skills rigorously!

The next time he encounters an enemy like that, he will make them feel true despair.

No matter what the enemy did, they couldn't hurt him; he could blow them up with a single punch!
Thinking of this, Meng Chuan glanced at his master and had a bold idea.

He wanted Master Luo to help him with his training.

Suddenly, the image of Master Luo's enormous hand, crackling with electric arcs, flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"Meng Chuan, Meng Chuan, you're getting too cocky."

Luo Guanyun keenly noticed his disciple looking at him, and feeling suspicious, he spoke up:
"I see you've recovered completely, get up and continue!"

I was trained by Master Luo for another two hours before it ended, and I missed the martial arts school's lunch break.

Having no other choice, Meng Chuan had to eat large mouthfuls of the medicinal paste he had brought to recover his strength.

Since the school was recently closed and it was impossible to find Teacher Chen Tie to practice with, Meng Chuan found a few students at the martial arts school to help him.

The trainees were all very enthusiastic about this, and Le Ping was the most enthusiastic.

Since Le Ping had helped him with the training last time, he had some experience, so Meng Chuan called over Le Ping and two stronger students.

More than half an hour later.

After a round of practice, Meng Chuan felt that he had indeed made great progress.

The wooden sticks weren't enough; I started thinking about Teacher Chen Tie's big hands.

Seeing that Meng Chuan was not quite satisfied, Le Ping pulled out a steel pipe from behind his back.

"Brother Chuan'er, not enough fun, huh?"

"Want to try this?"

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Meng Chuan snatched the steel pipe and began to strike his hand repeatedly.

"Sure, I've been the only one getting beaten up. Now I'll help you practice your external skills by taking some hits!"

Five p.m.

Luo Guanyun opened his mouth with a smile and said:

"Very good. Stop thinking about those unpleasant things about the demonic path and focus on practicing your skills. You will become a martial artist in the future."

"When you look back later, you'll see they're nothing but rats in the gutter."

Meng Chuan nodded vigorously in agreement; those who follow the demonic path are indeed hateful!
"Your progress has been accelerating lately. At this rate, you will definitely be able to master the Luo Family Eight Extremes before the martial arts exam."

"The power of Luo Family Eight Extremes Perfection is no less than that of some first-class martial arts, and even some first-class fist techniques that are not good at explosive power are not as effective as it."

"However, you still need to learn a first-rate fist technique. After you master the Luo Family Eight Extremes and enter the upper three levels of martial arts, I will teach you a new first-rate fist technique."
If you take some time to practice, with the foundation of Luo's Bajiquan, your practice speed won't be slow.

Practicing top-tier boxing techniques consumes a lot of the body's energy, while for intermediate-level martial artists, it puts too much strain on the body and makes them prone to injury.

Moreover, boxing requires a large amount of Qi and blood to operate. If the Qi and blood are insufficient and the operation is forced, the most serious consequence may be that the meridians are overloaded and burst.

Meng Chuan nodded:

"Understood, Master Luo."

Then he continued:
"Master Luo, my inch-step technique has been perfected. Is there any new movement technique suitable for me?"

(End of this chapter)