Chapter 386: Chapter 386

"Just a little bit more... Almost there, ten zhàng..."

In an instant, he gathered all the peculiarities around him.

[Five Elements Qiankun Technique: Second Limit Breaking (65%)→(75%) awaiting third Limit Breaking]

Recently, Meng Chuan slightly adjusted his fist skill training.

In order to obtain the trait of the [Five Elements Marvelous Body] as soon as possible.

He chose to allocate some time of the Liver Qiankun Technique to practice the Five Elements Spiritual Qi Fist.

Yet he still maintained the speed of breaking limits for five gates of three streams of Five Elements Fist per month, even higher.

Counting the four gates he broke limits a few days ago, plus today’s limit breaking, he has broken six gates in total from (45%) to (75%) today.

This is the benefit of improving the Five Elements Martial Arts and pairing it with the effect of [War Soul] of Modern.

Useful, no need for more words!

In the afternoon, the sky over Lishan Mountain was still a gray haze.

The school gathered all the martial artists preparing for the demon nest call-up and held a pre-battle briefing.

Meng Chuan, as the vice-captain leading the fifteen campuses this time, sat at the front listening to Principal Yang’s speech.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted in.

What appeared before him was a pair of legs wrapped in black yoga pants.

Summer lightweight style, shiny and sleek, reflecting a delicate gloss, perfectly complementing the patent leather long boots that just covered the knees, making them appear more exquisite.

"Hi~ Senior Brother Meng!"

Chen Jingyi arrived too, she was also a newly-promoted martial artist, falling within the call-up range of this four-school joint trial.

"Senior Brother Meng, could you spar with me after the meeting?"

Her eyes slightly raised as if holding autumn water, her brows and eyes like a painting.

Her voice was very soft, like a small cat, tender and pliant.

The people around heard this and were slightly bewildered.

Normally, Chen Jingyi wasn’t , why was she speaking in such a tone today?

A hint of a mutton smell...

To his right, Xu Qingfeng also raised an eyebrow and said softly:

"Brother Chuan, soft and tender, must taste it."

Meng Chuan ignored him and instead smiled and said: Content orıginally comes from 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚫𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦⚫𝘯𝘦𝘵

The once Junior Brother Meng had transformed today into Senior Brother Meng.

Back in pre-high, Chen Jingyi had been his sparring partner many times, he should help her now.

Half an hour later, at the martial arts arena.

Chen Jingyi was aware of the gap between her and Meng Chuan, just wanted to see how big it was.

The main thing was to deepen their relationship a bit.

Since Meng Chuan progressed, the two had become somewhat distant.

Now heading to the Demon Nest, although the purpose was training, there was still risk, she needed to find herself a "pillar."

Today she specially chose this shiny black style, mainly because she had been wearing purple before and feared Meng Chuan had grown tired of it...

"Senior Brother Meng, how do you think my outfit looks today!"

Meng Chuan took a closer look, it was just okay.

Didn’t think much, sparred with her for a while, treating it as a warm-up before afternoon fist practice.

Fist shot out like a spear, constantly parrying Chen Jingyi’s silky whip-like leg.

Didn’t even use True Qi, nor did he use Fist Stance.

Relying purely on his profound Long Fist skill and physical strength, put Chen Jingyi in a miserable state.

Rival Luo Meng, whom he regarded as his nemesis back in the first segment of the Supernova competition.

Now, she was nothing but a toy, easily manipulated.

Every clash between the two elicited a delicate cry from Chen Jingyi.

After approximately dozens of moves, listening to the soft voice beside his ear, Meng Chuan’s fists were getting hard...

About time for fist practice, Meng Chuan saw the shiny figure come at him again.

Single hand absorbed, then reversed his grip with five fingers.

Ignoring the delicacy in his hand, he hurled Chen Jingyi to the ground effortlessly.

Her delicate brows furrowed, her face slightly pale.

Meng Chuan’s strength was too great, even holding back, she could hardly contain it.

Meng Chuan said casually, the martial artist’s body had undergone mutation, such force wouldn’t cause harm.

Chen Jingyi softly murmured while rubbing the spot on her calf that Meng Chuan had just seized, showing a bit of bruising.

"I’m fine, sparring with Senior Brother Meng, I feel my legwork has improved quickly.

Hope Senior Brother Meng can spur me more often in your spare time~"

She was eager to improve.

"No problem, I’ll head back now."

"Senior Brother Meng worked hard, Junior Sister knows how to cook, come to my place tonight, let Junior Sister reward you."

"No need, another day."

Meng Chuan turned and walked away.

As he walked, he glanced at the panel.

Tonight, his Turning Gold Finger is likely to break through to the second layer, reaching the state of [As Your Arm’s Command].

The next morning, Meng Chuan rose slightly later than usual, refreshed.

Back mountain of Huaqing Pool.

A large open space, two figures engaged in combat here.

Today Meng Chuan and Lu Zhuxiao both used the [real thing].

Tiger Soul dragged on the ground, blade tip easily sinking into the soil, feet shuffled lightly to build momentum.

Meng Chuan didn’t use techniques like the Huo family spear, fought with the spear as he would punch with Long Fist.

In the state of [As Your Arm’s Command], him and the spear had some sense of connection.

Whether turning Long Fist’s explosive force straight piercing, or transitioning to Cannon Fist sweeping sideways, the spear moved effortlessly with his thoughts.

Lu Zhuxiao looked tense, facing the over two-meter-tall Xiaomeng, the pressure was immense!

The long spear, equivalent to an extended lever of power.

Paired with Meng Chuan’s strength, the force and speed of the spear were terrifying beyond words.

When the spear danced, it became a truly ferocious device.

He tightened his grip on the golden spear, his Heart Spirit was nine parts vigilant out of ten.

Looking at Meng Chuan’s aura stretching ten feet around him, like a blazing sun, he thought to himself:

"If I don’t bring out my second limit means today, I’m afraid I’ll lose face!"

What is the Martial Arts Momentum?

A special aura formed by martial artists through the resonance of Qi Blood, willpower, and the natural world.

Seeing Meng Chuan charging with a blood-dripping fierce weapon in hand.

With a twist of "Golden Glory" in his hand, a brilliant golden stream of light cut through the air.

Lu Zhuxiao’s robe billowed, with a faint golden aura wafting around him.

The brewing ended, he killed with both the golden-white swallowing blade.

Meng Chuan, upon seeing this, his expression turned stern.

Master Lu has gone all out, I must show some "real skills" as well.

Feeling it, the Tiger Soul Spear in his hand was smoother than ever.

His brows furrowed, his foot stomped, and two swallowing blades collided fiercely.

In the past, holding a spear, it was definitely difficult for Meng Chuan to intercept Master Lu’s movements.

But at this moment, with the spear in hand, it was almost an extension of his fists and feet.

What he was manipulating, wasn’t it just his arms and fists?

So he easily blocked it.

The metallic screech spiraled out.

Lu Zhuxiao was astonished, the recoil force from his palm was too great.

First, there was sharp pain, then a slip, almost causing him to lose his grip.

He is the second limit, yet Xiaomeng’s strength is so overwhelming!

Meng Chuan also smirked, the spear compared to the arm, the lengthening of the power arm.

The force conducted to the palm would also intensify the recoil force.

The hand grasping the spear felt a bit numb.

A swoosh sounded, tearing at the blade’s red tassel.

He leaned half a step back, the swallowing blade in hand as if guiding a horse, with the other hand probing the horse’s neck.

The blade tip made a turn, pointing at Lu Zhuxiao’s shoulder and neck.

"The horse probing hand? You kid..."

Lu Zhuxiao was somewhat helpless, using spear techniques as fist skill, damn that’s true talent.

Everyone talks about integrating Long Fist into weapon maneuvers.

Only to realize how difficult it really is when striving to achieve it.

No wonder Meng Chuan, whom I have high hopes for, future Saint Meng, is so versatile!

But at this moment, Lu Zhuxiao felt that the "Saint Meng" was still immature and needed more practice!

Lu Zhuxiao’s tongue burst like spring thunder, Martial Arts Momentum supported the spear, accurately intercepting the mysterious curved blade.

Meng Chuan locked the spear with his right hand, turning ninety degrees, pressing down the spear shaft to reveal a fake signal targeting the lower region.

The hidden left rear hand, also pressing down with the palm, raised the spear shaft strangely in mid-air, pointing again at the shoulder and neck!

No need to explain this move, it was taught by Commander Qi!

He too paid the cost of "death" many times to comprehend and integrate it.

Lu Zhuxiao is a master on the [Tiangang Rankings], not an ordinary second limit, how could he not notice the hidden mystery?

Immediately, two spear flowers unfolded into a swirling fight.

Black, red, and gold swirling and twisting, clashing and clanging in an instant, filling the air with resounding chaos.

Initially, Meng Chuan’s feet seemed welded to the ground, unmoving.

But as Master Lu’s momentum somehow merged into the golden-white swallowing blade.

He couldn’t sustain it, retreating while fighting.

Seeing himself controlling the field with his Martial Arts Momentum, Lu Zhuxiao confidently said:

"This is the use of [momentum], my Five Elements Gold Momentum merges into the spear according to my will.

If it weren’t for your True Martial second grade weapon, it would have already split in half."

Meng Chuan nodded, in this regard, his physical body also perceived it.

Gold signifies slaughter, the piercing pain constantly transmitting around him.

Like a spiral drill wanting to tear open, his entire skin and flesh.

Especially the direct conduction to his palm, where the feeling was the deepest.

Cracks constantly emerged in the palm, yet closed instantaneously.

Though it was harmless, it was truly painful!

"With your strength, I can rest assured about the trip to the Demon Nest.

Let’s try this one last time, then we’ll end today."

Lu Zhuxiao’s eyes bloomed with a smile, suddenly spoke.

Pulling hard, detaching the spear shaft.

In about half a breath’s time, a thick golden light brilliantly illuminated behind Lu Zhuxiao.

With a flick of the spear shaft, the golden light was driven along.

The blade tip gathered into a leg-thick stream of light, swiftly falling on Meng Chuan like a meteorite.

Meng Chuan had seen this move before.

When he first arrived at the United University, Master Lu used this move to stand up for him.

Never thought, today he too has the "qualifications" to taste it.

No matter how wonderful the spear technique described, nothing could compare to a pair of fists.

At this moment, the swallowing blade to him, was just a hindrance.

Threw it obliquely backward, hum~

The Tiger Soul seemed to wail in the wind, plunging straight into the ground.

Meng Chuan’s right arm swung back while suddenly swelling and becoming larger.

Muscles explosively bulging, deep black patterns climbing along the veins, like webs enveloping the massive arm.

Earth Meridian energy transformed into a matte black arm armor, with cold and sharp edge ferociously crashing into the stream of light!

He could already concentrate Earth Meridian energy on a small area.

Doubling the strength compared to enveloping the entire body!

An airwave burst out in a giant arc, spreading a hundred meters wide.

Lu Zhuxiao’s five fingers slightly clenched, as if responding, the golden light added more substance, faintly carrying a heavenly might.

The stream of light seemed thin yet at this moment to resist it, Meng Chuan almost ground his gums to pieces and swallowed them.

No one could understand his pressure now.

If one were to quantify the force, it was like a dozen blue whales, each several tons, charging at him simultaneously.

This force was enough to vaporize an ordinary person to debris!