Chapter 346: Chapter 346

Today the focus of learning is the "Dot" technique, with Lu Zhuxiao standing by with folded arms and a smile, ready to offer guidance at any time.

The young man is indeed a martial arts prodigy, with exceptional talent in spear techniques.

After today’s practice, Meng Chuan bid farewell to Master Lu and left.

Seven days after returning to school, the aftermath of the Martial Extreme True Inheritance gradually calmed down.

Everyone at the Yong’an campus returned to their own cultivation rhythms.

Meng Chuan felt that the time had come to find a place to attempt the Spirit Platform Demon Seed...

"There’s a secluded valley deep into the northern slope of Lishan Mountain; practicing there would be ideal..."

The area is deserted and lacks surveillance coverage, making it a perfect treasure trove.

This week, he went there at midnight three times for reconnaissance without encountering anyone.

Now that the "Thousand Faces and Thousand Eyes" has been received, the time is ripe, and the practice will begin tomorrow night!

The cultivation of the "Tao Heart Demon Seed" mental technique ended.

Meng Chuan pondered, discovering that the Qi Blood within his second acupoint had already surpassed halfway in progress.

The second mutated major acupoint Meng Chuan chose was precisely the chest midline "Chest Acupoint."

Once the Qi Blood achieves Perfection, the Chest Acupoint can regulate Qi automatically.

Combining horizontal training breathing techniques, nutrients will be delivered throughout the body, completing an autonomous internal operation.

In other words, Meng Chuan will soon be able to condition himself without needing to find Teacher Dong Yue.

The intense sound of slapping echoed as Dong Yue’s palms of True Qi grew increasingly solid.

Meng Chuan’s face turned red and strained, yet he remained silent.

Dong Yue was secretly puzzled.

Meng Chuan hasn’t yet practiced True Skill Level Hard Skills, so why is his body so resilient?

He had already exerted almost ten percent of force, knowing that as a Three-Limit Martial Arts Master, he had tens of thousands of points in Qi Blood!

"How did your body become trained to be so tough?"

"Born with extraordinary talent."

"...Quite dismissive."

Dong Yue shook his head; this young man was truly incomprehensible to him.

As Divine Thought maneuvered the True Qi palms, they accurately conditioned the relevant acupoints of the Doma Iron Body.

Simultaneously, Dong Yue’s voice gently reached Meng Chuan’s ears.

"The importance of the Chest Acupoint, for us martial artists specializing in horizontal training, is not inferior to the Baihui Acupoint.

I have explained its role to you many times, so today I won’t reiterate.

This acupoint is a pivotal node of the chest’s Qi sea; during mutation, you must observe three points with caution.

First, let Qi Blood flow like a stream over a dam; do not rush it forcefully, lest the acupoint walls rupture.

Second, having practiced Form and Intent Five Elements, guide with Wood Attribute True Qi, emulating the gentle spread of ivy winding around a tree for Qi Blood to naturally manage its pathways.

Third, before mutation, sit quietly for visualization, with martial arts will echoing the labors of an old farmer sieving grain, retaining the best parts.

Lastly, remember, acupoint mutation is not a day’s work. Wait until Qi Blood is perfect and flawless within the acupoint before attempting, for impatience harms the foundation.

Many martial artists, before mutating acupoints, start acting prematurely after rough introspection, which is inadvisable.

Meng Chuan, our school possesses special instruments for Qi Blood measurement; in future mutations, have a specific check first, just in case."

Having said this, Dong Yue glanced sideways at Meng Chuan.

He felt somewhat embarrassed...

During his own Baihui mutation, he began immediately after introspection.

According to Master’s words, he was indeed a bit overconfident. The source of thɪs content is NoveI~Fire.net

"I will certainly check first next time before starting the mutation..."

"Remember, it’s best that way."

The six acupoints are the "Heavenly Cornerstones" within a martial artist’s body, extremely important.

Therefore, Dong Yue repeatedly emphasized to prevent Meng Chuan from encountering issues while laying the foundation.

After conditioning, Dong Yue used True Qi to help Meng Chuan sort out the Qi meridians as an additional session.

But the two had a strong relationship, and talking about money would hurt their feelings.

Back home, while applying some Body Forging Ointment to himself, Meng Chuan practiced introspection.

Two days ago, he fed all the remaining Tiger Fiend from the "Tiger Soul" spear to the Dragon Demon.

After swallowing it, the Dragon Demon remained within the depths of the Middle Dantian to recuperate, its current condition unknown...

Through introspection.

The Dragon Demon’s entire body was large and stout, from the top of its head to the tip of its tail, covered in eerie white spots.

Except for the two horns on its head, it resembled an elongated, short-limbed white tiger...

"Shape enhancing shape?"

Meng Chuan was quite curious.

Regardless of the essence or Celestial Demon Core True Spirit, none produced as significant a change as today.

It seems this Tiger Fiend really enhances...

He was looking forward to what extraordinary effects it might have in feeding back to muscles and bones.

"It’s premature for feedback now; let’s nurture it for another two days..."

Thanks to the Dragon Demon’s recent perceptiveness, Meng Chuan specifically instructed "Master Lei" to start whipping only after his command.

Just then, a notification sound echoed in his mind, Meng Chuan felt his brother itching and looked at the panel.

Shaolin Iron Crotch Skill had reached Perfection.

[Shaolin Iron Crotch Skill: Great Achievement (99%)→ Perfection (1%) Pending Limit Breaking]

[Limit Breaking Attribute: Preserve Essence and Guard Origin (Basic)]

This Shaolin Crotch Skill finally entered the countdown to limit breaking.

Calculating, Meng Chuan realized it was slower than the overall breakthrough speed of the Doma Crotch Skill.

It wasn’t that he lacked "enlightenment;" practicing a crotch skill doesn’t need enlightenment...

It’s because the orthodox Shaolin method required not only stimulating the relevant acupoints but also external training with bludgeoning tools.

Meng Chuan wasn’t unable to endure this hardship; however, his external training must yield results.

He previously attempted using an iron rod for hitting, but it proved ineffective...

To put it simply, the Rock Pivot’s [Rock of Brahma] is truly powerful, enduring impacts from blunt weapons below its defense level.

Meng Chuan estimated that with the strength of his body, even if half-hung and repeatedly crushed, the Rock of Brahma would still stand firm...

Though its efficacy cannot withstand sharp weapons, he wouldn’t go so far as to practice with a knife with his brothers...

He’s not really interested in [Wugen Sheng], especially if things go wrong with a single slash.

The latter half of his life would be spent on the path of searching for the qualities of [Gensheng]...

Thinking of this, he remembered an "acquaintance".

"Speaking of which, I don’t know how Lin Yue is doing lately..."

Regardless of the person, his martial arts talent is indeed top-notch.

Meng Chuan estimated that if he hadn’t put him to bed for three months back then, he’d probably be progressing as a martial artist by now.

Recently busy maneuvering with the big shots, he nearly forgot about this "little Karami".

"Haven’t had the time to deal with him lately, let’s prepare..."

He took out a piece of soft flesh, which was the near-billion-worth [Thousand Faces Thousand Eyes].

Gently applying it to his face, he used martial intent to interact and communicate with it.

Like it had vitality, it wriggled around his face, subtly changing his appearance according to his will.

At the same time, Meng Chuan’s imposing aura transformed into sharp cunning.

His figure shrank, accompanied by a sinister laugh, an eerie old man appeared in the mirror.

From head to toe, even his entire "essence, spirit, and energy" changed drastically.

Even without rolling black aura surrounding him, the first impression would be "an evil and strange old man".

Meng Chuan stroked his beard in contemplation:

"Unless necessary, I should avoid turning into this, roaming the streets might get me arrested..."

But it still belonged to him, the perfect "alter ego" while using the Tao Heart Demon Seed Divine Skill.

Upon immediate identification—

Regarding the name or title for this alter ego, Meng Chuan hadn’t decided yet, lacking experience in this regard...

"We’ll talk later, aside from using this alter ego tomorrow night, someday it might never be used again..."

Refocusing, Meng Chuan examined the specific effects of the compression of the meat flower.

His current body state was [Compression: 30%].

Tests showed in this condition, even a Three-Limit Martial Arts Master couldn’t sense and find him.

While it can further compress, Meng Chuan estimated it wouldn’t work against a Martial Arts Grandmaster either.

The lower the compression, the greater the burden on the body.

In this state, to avoid putting pressure on the chest’s flower stigma mark, maintaining it at 30% is sufficient.

The "old man" appearance’s aura was naturally thanks to the Thousand Faces Thousand Eyes.

Very perfect, Meng Chuan was extremely satisfied with the effect of Thousand Faces Thousand Eyes.

With a slight mental movement, as if an invisible giant hand in the air gently stripped it from his face.

With a "plop", Meng Chuan caught it, storing it properly.

[Ending number 8085: Your bank card received a large transfer of 10 million yuan, please check. (Note: The current balance on the card: 48 million yuan)]

After another transfer from the short video platform automatically, Meng Chuan happily prepared to go out.

"Last time to scout tonight..."

This matter was significant, he needed to be fully prepared.

Meng Chuan routinely contemplated the sea of consciousness, as his intent touched the key.

Entering the world of imagery.

He hadn’t yet steadied himself on the rocks when a shadow suddenly surged forward like lightning without saying hello.

"No martial virtue, Qi Commander!"

Meng Chuan’s lower half remained unwavering, he didn’t even need to glance to lightly move his waist.

Feeling the swift wind passing, he raised his head avoiding another surprise thrust.

Having agreed on weekly training with Master Lu, aside from spear technique, he also had devised strategies to deal with Commander Qi.

Can’t always be stabbed into the sea with a spear upon entering, right...

His Qi Jiguang Long Fist should have gradually approached the limit-breaking realm through practice in the imagination world.

Who knew it would come to this, Meng Chuan was filled with rage.

A black spear danced and flipped in the air, Commander Qi remained motionless underfoot.

He could only wildly wield the swallowing blade, and along the edge of the rocks, the seawater started to cooperate forming a wave, gradually becoming a sharp azure hurricane.

Meng Chuan had already comprehended this was spear stance.

Like fist stance, it was an advanced technique of weapon combat.

How to specifically cultivate it, he hadn’t asked Lu Zhuxiao, he was still a naive child in this regard, couldn’t aim too high.

The rocks were slippery, Meng Chuan’s feet were nailed down like growing roots, his figure fluttered unpredictably like willow in the wind.

Commander Qi’s spear tip twisted like a soaring dragon, but every time it pierced, he could avoid by a hairsbreadth.

With a twist of the neck to dodge a flash, his waist turned to evade a sweep, even riding the wind stirred by the spear shaft to flip backward.

When the spear stance transformed into a blanket of silver stars, Meng Chuan’s footwork was akin to dancing on knife tips, darting around on the narrow space.

Searching for... a chance to counter.

At the thirtieth round, at the moment the spear blade stabbed at his throat, his dormant left arm seized the spear tip like a tiger’s mouth, sparks bursting!

Meng Chuan used this force, his heels pushed, tendons connecting his calf and thigh firmly exerted power, lunging towards the opponent.

Commander Qi, seeing this scene, roared with thunder from his throat.

Commander Qi lifted his spear for another stab, like a hunter catching a fox in a melon field, swallowing blade whistling, piercing into Meng Chuan’s airborne instep.

The next spear came like light, like electricity, sweeping horizontally with force.

Meng Chuan felt a chill in his heart as he fell into the water on cue.

Too bad, he felt he was just a hair’s breadth away...