Chapter 354: Chapter 354

"Remember, welcome to visit the United University. Brother Feng, what brings you here today?"

The other party is the first martial artist he saved during the Chen Cang demon disaster.

Yanhua sent Feng Yue over, which represents their stance.

In this regard, Meng Chuan was already prepared.

He held grievances against Lin Yue, and with Lin Yue’s disappearance, he would inevitably be implicated.

Feng Yue’s smile was somewhat awkward; Meng Chuan, in a way, was his lifesaver.

His inquiry felt a bit like "repaying kindness with enmity", which was truly inappropriate.

But there was no choice; the compulsory task from Yanhua, he couldn’t refuse.

The two chatted about recent martial arts family cultivation but soon moved to the main topic.

At this point, Feng Yue’s tone was extremely awkward.

He rubbed his hands, his Adam’s apple moving several times before squeezing out a sound:

"That... Brother Meng, Yanhua wants to ask... did you have any contact with Lin Yue before his disappearance?"

As soon as he spoke, his earlobes turned red.

Before Meng Chuan could answer, he hurriedly added:

"It’s routine business! Please don’t mind..."

Meng Chuan smiled; he indeed knew the truth of Lin Yue’s disappearance.

But it involved him being labeled as "Demon Path", so he couldn’t say...

As for any contact with Lin Yue before his disappearance... truly nothing.

"If not counting the time in Chen Cang, recently I haven’t had any contact with Lin Yue himself."

Feng Yue heard Meng Chuan mention the word Chen Cang.

His expression became even more awkward, and sweat seeped from his clasped palms.

"Thank you, Brother Meng, for telling the truth; Yanhua has one last question for you."

Meng Chuan waved his hand and said:

"Just say it, Brother Feng, you are forced by the task, which is understandable."

Feng Yue gave a grateful smile and said:

"After you returned to Yong’an from Fengtian, could you inform about your activity trajectory?"

Meng Chuan pondered for a moment and said:

"After getting off the plane and returning to Yong’an, I mostly stayed at home in Huayun Prefecture.

Midway through, I went to Yong’an Martial Arts University by invitation from Principal Yin.

And from June seventh to today, except for going to town to pick up a parcel on the tenth, I haven’t left Lishan Mountain, nor met Lin Yue himself."

Feng Yue breathed a sigh of relief, repeatedly thanking him:

"Thank you very much, Chief Meng, for your understanding! Your openness makes me feel petty."

He sneaked a glance at Meng Chuan’s expression, seeing no displeasure, his tensed shoulders relaxed.

Meng Chuan smiled lightly and said:

"Brother Feng, if there’s nothing else, why don’t I give you a tour of United University?"

"Thank you, but I need to go back to Yanhua and report, so I won’t be bothering you more."

"Then let me see you off, Brother Feng, please."

The silhouette of the two gradually stretched as Feng Yue left United University and directly returned to Yanhua.

On the way, passing the chaotic scene at the north slope, his heart trembled vaguely...

Currently, there are two voices within Yanhua, one saying Lin Yue was harmed, the other...

The other party hiding strength, the Demon Path martial artist in combat with the Celestial Demon that day, was Lin Yue!

Regaining composure, Feng Yue slowly took out a half-palm-sized shell from his pocket.

The shell was pure white like jade, its edges naturally set with fine golden veins, glowing with multi-colored hues under the sunlight.

His fingertips trembled slightly as he pressed the shell to his ear...

Inside the shell, Meng Chuan’s every word echoed clearly.

Confirming the content was accurate, Feng Yue wiped his sweat in relief.

He thought to himself:

"I knew it, Brother Meng’s character is so noble, Lin Yue’s disappearance indeed has nothing to do with him.

With the verification of the magical item [True Word Shell], every word is true, I’ll return to Yanhua to report!"

Whether Lin Yue was harmed by Meng Chuan, he didn’t care.

Having received the master’s order, Feng Yue only feared Meng Chuan would be "harmed" by it...

After sending off Feng Yue, Meng Chuan pondered alone about Lin Yue being possessed.

Such methods made him recall an "old acquaintance".

"We will definitely meet again someday..."

The other party must possess at least one demonic Chapter, and he needs to get it.

Currently, his strength is still lacking, and the other party isn’t stagnant either.

He could escape from his master, who was a martial arts master back then, surely having strength not inferior to ordinary Three Limits.

Hence, annihilating the opponent shouldn’t be rushed recklessly.

The most important is Sister Ru’s vendetta, which he has always remembered and must repay someday.

Regaining his focus, Meng Chuan continued his training, returning to the courtyard after finishing exercises.

Standing and striking, his palms didn’t carry Fire True Qi yet subtly glowed red.

This was the third-rate [Red Sand Palm], currently moving towards mastery.

The palm winds surged like scorching waves, each strike accompanied by the rustling sound of sand grains, instantly curling and scorching fallen leaves without touching them.

After finishing seventeen styles, the crimson glow on Meng Chuan’s palms suddenly withdrew.

His arm muscles churned like boiling water, raising wisps of white mist.

Suddenly, the small framework of the explosive fist stance initiated, [Boiling Soup Splashing Snow] swiftly unfolded.

The punch path was abrupt like sudden oil frying, each joint popping sound surpassed the previous sound of sand grain friction.

The dry leaves in the courtyard were lifted into the air by the fist wind, and in an instant, were torn into pieces by the scorching wave.

Short boxing has always been Meng Chuan’s forte, and at this moment, it was even more effective than his palm techniques.

A prompt came to his mind, the Boiling Fist’s small form had taken the lead in breaking through.

[Boiling Fist Small Form: Mastery (93%) → Major Success (2%)]

Meng Chuan’s heart and spirit scanned through, but his movements did not stop.

Switching fist paths, his arms spread out like swimming dragons, naturally transitioning into the Jiaowei Fuyun twelve-style Long Fist stance.

Thanks to Qi Jiguang’s Long Fist tempering, he had already achieved deep insights into this kind of expansive Long Fist martial principles.

Beginning with [Jiaowei Fuyun], his palms crossed like crane wings, and as the fierce wind swept through, it even brought out the crackling sound of sparks.

Next, [Hidden Edge Within Ashes] suddenly changed moves, and with a step and a direct swing of his arm, the fist edge carried scorching waves that pierced forward, igniting the falling leaves three meters away in the air.

During the twelve-style cycle, he deliberately integrated the sharp piercing sense of Qi Commander’s spear into the fist stance.

The final strike concluded, the right arm trembled and buzzed like a spear shaft, surprisingly creating visible ripples in the air.

After practicing the three sets of fist techniques, Meng Chuan stood still with his heels together, the steaming white mist around him slowly subsiding as he breathed in and out.

At this moment, his mind was continuously replaying the scenes of confrontation with Commander Qi.

Unconsciously, the scattered Qi blood brought by the advancement in fist techniques was completely restrained, and the turbid air in his chest and abdomen turned into a white stream that was exhaled three zhang away.

[Jiaowei Fuyun Twelve-Style: Mastery (86%) → Major Success (5%)]

The sound of proficiency increase prompt stopped jumping in his mind.

Meng Chuan’s combined practice of the three techniques was completed today.

Owing to the significant improvement in Long Fist martial principles, after today’s practice, the proficiency of the Jiaowei Fuyun Twelve-Style had made a notable leap forward.

With this, the three sets of fist techniques were once again in a state of parallel advancement.

In about ten more days, there would be a chance to break all limits.

"This modern boxing Jiaowei Fuyun Twelve-Style indeed hides the shadow of Qi Jiguang’s Long Fist, even this technique’s proficiency increased by 1%."

It was not the first time he discovered this in fist techniques, and at this moment, he was already enlightened.

Qi Jiguang’s Long Fist must hold a crucial position in the development history of Long Fist styles in Great Chu.

It is the culmination of many second and third-tier Long Fist routines.

Moreover, it is also a learning object for many spear soldiers’ techniques.

Even the four basic moves of the spear - split, collapse, point, and pierce – can reflect spear intention and sharpness in the fist techniques.

This perfectly illustrates the idea that all kinds of fist and weapon skills ultimately converge into one.

Meng Chuan mused as he looked at this set of ancient first-class martial arts fist techniques on the panel.

"There’s still a bit of a gap from perfection... I hope that when I penetrate this [Imagery World], I can fully comprehend it like the Five Aggregates imagery, and it will enrich me..."

If this could be achieved, then breaking the limits wouldn’t be far away.

He had been coveting the War Soul trait for a long time, wondering what kind of power it truly possessed...

As he was pondering, there was a subtle movement from the Middle Dantian within his body.

Under introspection, Meng Chuan observed that the Dragon Demon nestled deep within had solidified, resembling a gray-patterned, white marble statue.

The surrounding ferocity was completely absent, with no trace of the violent aura from Tiger Fiend.

The dragon’s head lowered with scales and claws eerily standing out; after fully absorbing, it already had a trace of the "dragon aspect."

It’s no longer a fat snake, but a plump flood dragon...

"You’ve had your fullness, now it’s time to bless my cultivation..."

As he withdrew his gaze from his Middle Dantian, Meng Chuan signaled from deep within his Primordial Spirit, with the Thunder Seed faintly signaling him with an "ok."

A whipping tonight, feedback to the muscles and bones!

The next morning, Meng Chuan felt especially refreshed and clear-headed.

Looking within his body, the Dragon Demon had returned to its dried beef shape.

Twitching, it lay in the Middle Dantian with a look of utter disinterest.

Meng Chuan comforted it a little, and then fed it with the True Spirit fragment of "Lin Yue" from his pocket.

The Dragon Demon instantly became extremely excited, clawing at the walls of the Dantian, lifting its dragon head high, and gulping down the True Spirit fragment.

As the dark green light dot entered its body, it satisfiedly let out a burp.

The entire body radiated a luminous green glow, resembling a greedy dog that got hold of a big bone.

Meng Chuan was a bit perplexed; it was just a fragment, was there a need to be this excited...

Returning to his senses, he again encouraged the whipping personnel a bit.

"Hmm... Master Lei, no... Master Tao Heart’s techniques are always trustworthy."

Looking back at his own tendons and bones, the reddish-yellow sheen adhered like gilding, each inch exuding a metallic, chilling glow under the feedback of Tiger Fiend.

He gathered a breath of Lung Metal Qi, swirling it slowly around his tendons and bones, the Tiger Fiend on the tendons and bones giving an impression of breaking through the body. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel⸺fire.net

The resonance between Tiger Fiend’s power and Lung Metal Qi formed a sharp vortex in his meridians.

Meng Chuan understood:

"It seems my guess was right, what the Tiger Fiend feeds back is indeed the Metal essence Qi!"

As for what wonders this essence Qi possessed, Meng Chuan had a thought and already had some comprehension.

When he stretched his arms, a faint sound of metal clashing on stone was emitted from his bones, the strength of his tendons and muscles far exceeding before.

This tempering had brought his physique closer to the "Golden Body Jade Bones" realm.

With time, when the tendons and bones fully absorb and digest the feedback Metal essence Qi.

This time, it could go a step further.

"In summary, what the Metal essence Qi enhances is the body’s tenacity..."

He originally thought that practicing could make the body as sharp as a blade, with extending punches and arms enhancing destructive power.

Unexpectedly, it was the [tenacity] that was enhanced.

However, the effect was also good, Meng Chuan was quite satisfied.

In martial arts, tenacity specifically refers to the body’s ability to resist deformation and breakage when facing external forces.

Under the tempering of Metal essence Qi, he could feel a significant increase in the density of his tendons and bones.

Like refined steel, having both hardness and elasticity.

With this growth, his body could withstand even higher impact forces.

And prevent bones from cracking during extreme exertion.

"Extreme exertion..."

As he thought of this, Meng Chuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration.