pappabearbooks Chapter 495 - 456: Effortlessly Powerful, Tai Chi Thirteen, Showing Off for Uncle Master Zhao
Chapter 495 - 456: Effortlessly Powerful, Tai Chi Thirteen, Showing Off for Uncle Master Zhao
In the past few days, Meng Chuan has been experiencing fights, punching Daozi Zhao Huanzhen, kicking Wudang old Taoists, and being undefeated in the second tier.His fame has spread, and everyone knows that a fierce man has come to Wudang Mountain.
Yet every day, there are still people "unconvinced" coming to spar with him.
"Daoist, you’re showing attachment..."
Meng Chuan felt quite emotional, truly feeling this place is great, with an even richer martial arts atmosphere than the United University.
Every day, after practicing boxing, he would engage in some actual combat.
Not only did his mastery of fist skills increase rapidly, but he could also digest the fighting techniques he comprehended while practicing boxing. It felt very satisfying...
Gradually, Meng Chuan became more and more accustomed to staying in Wudang, even finding the stone trough hard bed comfortable.
Most importantly, before making a move now.
He also learned to shout "Blessings of the Infinity Celestial" to give himself a mystical boost, then roll up his sleeves and go at it...
...
In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.
Training in fist skills and core methods has never ceased, Meng Chuan’s Qi Blood is becoming increasingly formidable, steadily progressing towards eight thousand points.
He doesn’t know if it is related to the environment of Wudang Mountain, day and night of boxing practice brought his state in the Five Elements Martial Principles close to breaking the barrier of having neither form nor trace, just a layer of window paper away.
Simultaneously, he did not neglect the horizontal training courses on the mountain.
Weituo Mountain Carrying Skill was mastered proficiently three days ago, reaching the realm of [Ease with Heavy Loads].
As a result, his arms once again received a massive boost in strength.
Rolling up Uncle Master Zhao’s thousand-jin scroll, he can now do it four or five times in one breath, which is barely usable.
The weight hanging from Uncle Master Zhao’s thousand-jin scroll is meticulously forged from [Magic Iron].
Meng Chuan remembered this material, intending to use this Demon Nest iron ore as the primary material for creating True Martial in the future.
Absolute strength overwhelms all finesse, it’s not just empty words.
Forging a massively heavy True Martial weapon would better exploit his strength advantages.
This day, as the setting sun gradually fell,
Meng Chuan was practicing boxing in the yard, attempting to trigger dawn and dusk enlightenment, while Wang Ye was also practicing martial arts beside him.
After failing to trigger, during his adjustment of breath, he glanced to see the other still practicing the same Tai Chi.
These Wudang Taoists all perform a set of [Tai Chi Thirteen Postures] to warm up before practicing their boxing.
This fist skill for them is a [Nationalistic Fist] unique to Wudang people.
Meng Chuan took advantage of the breather interval, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone in the courtyard.
While operating Qi Observation Skill for cultivation, he observed Daoist Wang Ye practicing boxing.
He had watched it several times in the past few days, and just from watching this fist skill, he was close to learning it...
Commencing Posture, Holding Ball Posture, Single Push Posture...
It contains the trajectory of internal organs and Qi regulation, externally the turns and steps of Yin and Yang Five Movements.
After Wang Ye completed the thirteen sets of movements, suddenly he saw Meng Chuan also moved, extremely astonished at heart:
"Oh my god, since when did Brother Meng learn Tai Chi?"
Meng Chuan leapt down from the bluestone, his imposing aura causing his robes to flutter.
After steadying himself, he took a deep breath into his dantian, then spurred a fierce wind, leaping, his rise like grasping the clouds of the Nine Heavens.
This was Meng Chuan’s understanding of the Tai Chi Thirteen Postures, the first set of "Commencing Posture" movements.
He used it like performing [Cannon Fist], delivering it as an "Opening Cannon", seizing the initiative!
The next move held the ball, sinking the shoulders and dropping the elbows, but then he slowed the movements.
When one move showed no effect, he withdrew and rounded for defense, merging attack and defense in an orderly manner.
As the Power circulated, in "Single Push Posture", his left palm ventured forth, right palm pushed slowly like clouds and waves;
Large currents of qi were pushed into a mournful whimpering sound by this palm, floating overwhelmingly towards the distance.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye couldn’t help but click his tongue in secret, truly worthy of being a "Mountain Shifting Strongman", the strength is indeed tremendous!
Though Meng Chuan’s movements were a bit rough, the impact was truly terrifying.
If this palm was to be launched on himself, it would indeed leave no remains...
Mountain Shifting Strongman, this was the new nickname given to Meng Chuan by the Wudang Dao seekers’ class.
Alluding to his immense strength, akin to an immortal’s enforcer tasked with capturing people, moving treasures, and possessing extremely powerful protective power.
However, Meng Chuan did not like this title, for the Daoist people, it was an honor.
But for himself, he did not believe in these things nor liked being under someone else’s command.
Coming back to his senses, he continued to deduce the Tai Chi Thirteen Postures in his mind.
"Cloud Hands Posture" led by waist and hips, arms rotating like clouds and rain.
Wild Horse Parts Mane, stepping forward, and spreading arms wide like delineating realms and releasing horses, the Power completely burst through to the fingertips.
After completing the thirteen postures, at the ending stance, gathering qi returned to the root.
The "Kidney Pill" seemingly being activated in his body, the lower dantian area emitted a low humming, standing there it felt as if his body and bones were entirely open, feeling entirely at ease.
No wonder the Wudang practitioners perform a basic Tai Chi set before practicing martial arts.
It indeed could "harmonize internal breath, loosen and invigorate muscles and bones", facilitating better subsequent boxing practice.
Ignoring the astonishment of Daoist Wang Ye beside him, he heard a prompt sound from the panel.
Focusing his attention, this third-tier boxing skill had already been successfully recorded:
[Tai Chi Thirteen Postures Boxing: Proficient (80%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]
[Limit Breaking Trait: Harmony (Basic)]
Not only had he successfully mastered it, but he also pushed proficiency to near mastery territory in one go.
This is the most basic Tai Chi boxing, although Meng Chuan had never learned the Tai Chi style of boxing before.
But Xingyi Boxing does not differentiate, his Five Elements Fist, Baji Fist martial principles are of a high level.
Plus, with his current superior physique, it should be so.
Though for now there is no time to switch to other factions’ fist skills.
But this [Harmony] trait caught Meng Chuan’s interest.
"Harmony... Could it enhance the coordination among fist skills, aiding better synergization of various fist skills..."
Combining the core of the Tai Chi principle:
"Utilizing the principle of Yin and Yang complementing each other, balancing hardness with softness, transitioning between void and reality within the middle path."
Combining these, Meng Chuan thought, there might be a good possibility to this speculation.
"Lingxi Fist has already undergone limit breaking, and the other two Five Elements complete methods are approaching limit breaking.
At that time, before attempting to integrate with the Five Elements Fist, it would be right to first break the limit of [Harmony] as a trial."
Although the Earth-loaded Four Elephant Fist and Life and Death Entwined Silk Hands are considered second-tier fists, their practice difficulty is no less than some first-tier techniques.
It’s also one reason these five-element-containing methods are classified as "unpopular" Five Elements Fist.
Meng Chuan glanced at the panel proficiency and estimated that it would take about a month to break the limit.
...
Coming to his senses, he practiced for another hour without stopping, directly mastering the Tai Chi Thirteen Techniques.
Wang Ye watched intently on the side, even forgetting to practice boxing.
He was continually admiring this style, completely different from the usual explosive and fierce posture that Meng displayed.
The more he watched, the more he couldn’t help but sigh:
"Not only is there genius in horizontal training, but the core, comprehension is indeed remarkable, enviable..."
During the practice, Meng Chuan’s form increasingly approached the principles of Tai Chi.
Emphasizing the leading power of Qi instead of overwhelming brute force.
The breakthrough power brought by the Weituo Mountain Carrying Skill was also completely assimilated during Tai Chi practice.
After another hour, the practice flowed more smoothly.
Seeing the proficiency reaching (30%), Meng Chuan finally stopped.
Recently, incorporating this method into daily compulsory courses, practicing diligently, the limit would be broken in just ten days or so.
...
That night.
Wang Ye, a big mouth, told his master about Meng Chuan’s "astonishing, celestial-like" Tai Chi skills.
At Zhao Shousui’s home.
Watching Meng Chuan practice, Zhao Shousui was also very surprised.
The Tai Chi practiced by Meng Chuan was better than some Wudang novices, was this truly just learned?
This kid is proficient in everything, as if he’s under some divine favor...
"Is there really a martial arts universal talent in the world?"
Zhao Shousui looked thoughtful, then called to Meng Chuan:
"Sit down, stop for now, have a drink before continuing, it helps Qi blood circulation."
Being a good drinking comrade of Luo Guanyun, Uncle Master Zhao naturally loved drinking.
Under the moon, the stone table, two Daoists and a strongman sat separately...
Wang Ye poured wine, smilingly explained:
"Meng, this is Wudang’s exclusive [Kung Fu Wine], brewed with ingredients like ginseng, lingzhi, etc.
Regular consumption strengthens the body, back in the ancient martial era, even the emperor had to come to the mountain to have a taste."
Meng took the cup with the two and remarked:
"Great wine."
Feeling like a small heater was placed in his stomach, spreading warmth throughout his body.
Who said Daoists don’t know how to enjoy...
Wang Ye said with a laugh:
"Too bad you can’t take it with you, otherwise I would give you dozens of vats to drink leisurely at home."
Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan was instantly spirited.
Good wine should be taken back to share with the ’drunkards’ on Lishan Mountain...
"It can be taken, prepare it for me, I’ll use a storage waist token to carry it."
"What, you have a storage artifact?!"
"My master sent it, it’s coming soon."
"... Fine, I’ll fill it up for you."
Storage treasure, something many dream of having.
Hearing that Meng Chuan’s master gifted it, Wang Ye couldn’t help but glance at Zhao Shousui...
"Cough, cough, speaking of Meng Chuan, how is your master doing?"
Zhao Shousui quickly changed the subject seeing his apprentice’s gaze...
"He’s great."
"Alas, with Old Luo’s talent, he should have advanced to the grandmaster realm before me.
Family tradition lightning method held him back, same with you, the future path will not be easy..."
Zhao Shousui shook his head, seemingly sighing.
After speaking, the three emptied their wine cups.
Meng Chuan set down his cup, smiled and said nothing.
"The issue with the lightning method will be resolved by me."
Assisting the master in paving the way is imperative.
In fact, if the Tao heart’s demonic Chapters are gathered, it would turn misfortune into fortune for his master.
After two vats down, no one dispelled the alcohol, drinking to enjoyment.
Zhao Shousui was also invigorated, offering guidance on Meng Chuan’s hard skills.
Meng Chuan immediately stood up to demonstrate.
After all, Uncle Master Zhao, titled [Mountain Shifting Daoist], was also a master of horizontal practices.
He gently activated his surface, letting various deeply trained hard skills radiate on his skin.
Red, green, purple, gold, black, and more colors, light pollution covering his whole body.
In this dark night, completely turning Meng Chuan into a glowing sphere, unrecognizable in human form...
"Wow..."
Seeing this, Wang Ye’s wine cup fell to the ground, shattering.
He was stunned, is this still human?
No wonder Meng is called the Horizontal Training Holy Body, truly impressive...
On the side, Zhao Shousui was also shocked looking at Meng Chuan.
So many hard skills trained to such an extent, really busy?
Meng Chuan regulated Qi in his Shanzhong, beginning to practice.
Zhao Shousui, observing hard skills currently being practiced by Meng Chuan, felt his scalp tingling.
"By the boundless Heaven’s virtue, you practice three Buddhist Sect true skill level hard skills at once?"