Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 154 - 135 [Inspiration: 91]

Wang Kuan laughed.

Jian Rong also laughed, "Guan Yang is known as the ’Northern Donkey,’ the most stubborn of people. Master Yan scolded him, calling him clueless in ’Seven Forms Fist,’ as if a nice word would work. It’s no wonder Guan Yang isn’t listening!"

Just as the two mentioned, Guan Yang lost his temper.

He already had the temperament of a stubborn mule, and the practice of the ’Seven Forms Fist’ made him even more fierce. Initially, he said nicely that he wanted to spar with Yan Chuan, to get some pointers and see if Yan Chuan’s boxing skills were truly advanced, and to see if he could achieve what he claimed, ’A hundred flowers bloom to make spring.’

But talk is just talk.

When the time came, Guan Yang was fired up and couldn’t handle it.

He was pointed and nudged by Yan Chuan, and his anger surged, fighting more urgently and more aggressively, not listening to Yan Chuan’s guidance at all.

"This Guan Yang has a temper!"

"But Yan Chuan also has a temper and won’t indulge him."

Jian Rong saw that after Guan Yang stopped listening, Yan Chuan stopped directing him altogether. After speaking to Duan Jiu and Zhou Bin, when it was Guan Yang’s turn, Yan Chuan only lectured to others, dissecting Guan Yang and analyzing the ’Seven Forms Fist.’

As for Guan Yang?

He could listen or not!

Guan Yang wasn’t listening, but Jian Rong was attentively. During last month’s martial arts competition, while Yan Chuan was showing his divine prowess, Jian Rong did not get the opportunity to witness it in the Mountain and Sea Realm. Upon seeing it today, he discovered that Yan Chuan’s boxing skills indeed reached their peak. He started with Duan Jiu, Zhou Bin, and Guan Yang, branching from the ’Dharma Door Fist,’ ’East Peace Fist,’ and ’Seven Forms Fist’ they practiced, spreading out and encompassing Guangling Boxing and Taikang Boxing in his lecture.

Words flowed like a river!

Incessantly!

Any boxing skill could be elaborated by him, speaking with refinement.

For example—

Fu Family Boxing!

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"Whether it comes or not, I won’t act till it does. Release hand with a slight curve and inch force, strike with prowess yet with a lack of firmness."

"This is ’Dharma Door Fist’!"

"Pivotal in side-stepping, attacking from unconventional angles, luring the front and moving the back. Hit from above when pointed below, force an advantage and seize it, defend and attack in sequence, utilizing strength from force."

"This and ’Fu Family Boxing’ have the same unique brilliance."

"Fu Family Boxing!"

"Hands guide legs to kick, feet spring and hands strike, merging upper and lower, illusion integrated seamlessly, winning with footwork."

"Charge, swing, chop, whisk, top, clash, lean!"

"Bounce, sweep, intercept, stamp, swing, push, hang!"

"These two boxing styles, the force travels from the waist, pervades through legs and arms, through hands and feet, emphasizing a natural flow; chest straight, abdomen retracted, twisting waist in line with shoulders, emphasizing smooth movement;

intent follows force, force follows intent, without stiffness, not rigid, avoiding clumsy force, emphasizing swift rhythm;

nimble jumps and leaps, pound punch with crisp sound."

"Rise like a dove, land like a cat, punch like a firecracker, strike like thunder!"

"Slow, pause, stop, turn, dodge, tumble, fall!"

"Exactly!"

"Just like that!"

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Jian Rong saw that Yan Chuan was evidently instructing Duan Jiu, but he dissected the ’Fu Fist’ meticulously, thoroughly and minutely. Initially unappreciative, Jian Rong became more attentive and serious as she listened.

"Contract, small, soft, clever, error, speed, hard, crisp, smooth, cotton-like!"

"Hit long, throw close with elbow, close body strike with sneaky hands entwined."

"Quickly hit what comes slow, be slow with delay, skillfully hit and dodge."

"Obvious fist hidden leg hand combined, consecutive short strikes win with leg."

"Catch technique and acupoint, reverse joint, dislocate rib to treat life."

"Fu Fist!"

"Cross Technique!"

"Who could’ve thought it could be like this!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"This is how it should be!"

"So it is!"

"Indeed!"

Jian Rong felt a burst of joy in her heart.

To the side.

Wang Kuan observed Jian Rong surprisingly punching in place—

Stepping forward with sleeve disturbance and split palm style, thrusting right brings left fist to a halt!

Rover kicking ball from behind attacks, going with the flow punches like lightning!

Look at Jian Rong!

Then look at Duan Jiu!

One Fu Family Boxing.

One Dharma Door Fist.

Yet they seemed united in Yan Chuan’s telling.

Not only Jian Rong had an epiphany.

Duan Jiu had the same revelation—

"Win by speed, prioritize speed!"

"Use speed to conquer slow, hit without notice, attack like lightning, withdraw with scorching fire."

"Dharma Door!"

"Huayu!"

"So it is!"

Wang Kuan watched Duan Jiu shout and suddenly leap from the circle—

Clang!

Sword drawn!

Swish swish swish, transferring from fist to sword, sword dances with poetry—

"Raindrops on pear blossoms behind closed door."

One sword carrying rain over pear blossoms!

"Neglected youth, wasted youth."

One sword not wasting youth!

"Who to share joyful moments with. Sieving spirits under flowers, enchanting under moon."

One sword enchanting!

"Worry gathers at the brows all day frowning. Thousands of tear marks, countless tear marks."

One sword tear-streaked!

"Gaze at the sky in the morning, clouds in the evening. Walk think of dear one, sit think of dear one."

One sword yearning for the beloved but not seeing!

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"Raindrops on pear blossoms, behind closed doors. Neglected youth, wasted youth. Who to share joyful moments with. Sieving spirits under flowers, enchanting under moon. Worry gathers at the brows all day frowning. Thousands of tear marks, countless tear marks. Gaze at the sky in the morning, clouds in the evening. Walk think of dear one, sit think of dear one."

"Huayu Sword!"

"Marvelous marvelous marvelous!"

Wang Kuan applauded with great praise, understanding that Duan Jiu had comprehended, and his swordsmanship had reached a fine state.

And at this time.

Boom!

The Qi-Blood beside shook, Wang Kuan hurriedly turned his head to look at Jian Rong, squinting his eyes. He saw Jian Rong’s right leg harmonize completely, perfect and flawless—

Bounce, sweep, intercept, stamp, swing, push, hang!

Pa pa pa pa pa!

Legs like a roaming dragon!

This is—

"Muscle training small success, right leg perfect!"

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"Someone else breaking through?"

"That’s Duan Jiu."

"That’s Jian Rong."

"All from Guangling, could it be a setup?"

At an unknown time, Luo Bing followed his second brother Luo Yi up the mountain. He saw Yan Chuan instruct the latter half to Duan Jiu and others, witnessing Duan Jiu’s breakthrough, great advancement in swordsmanship. He also saw the bystander Jian Rong, with punches and kicks, Qi-Blood surging, and when she stopped, her temperament had dramatically changed, indicating she too had understood and progressed.

He was doubtful, suspecting this was staged.

Luo Yi, however, did not doubt—

"Dharma Door Fist."

"East Peace Fist."

"Seven Forms Fist."

"Fu Family Boxing."

"Yan Chuan’s lecture was indeed good; just hearing the latter part was insightful."

"Moreover, while Duan Jiu could act, Jian Rong could act, but Huo Zhen—"

Luo Yi glanced at Huo Zhen who was listening intently earlier, observing his form and essence energy, truly transformed. Luo Yi shook his head internally, "Huo Zhen’s limit-breaking can’t be faked!"

Whether by sight or sound, Yan Chuan was genuinely not an undeserved reputation!

Luo Yi’s eyes shone, looking at Yan Chuan—

Bang!

Bang!

He felt moved!

...

"Dharma Door Fist!"

"Huayu Sword!"

"Did he really break through?"

Guan Yang snapped out of his state, watching Duan Jiu wield his sword, visibly enhancing his swordsmanship, his rage over being pointed vanishing quickly, leaving a bitter taste he couldn’t describe.

Speaking of it.

Among himself, Duan Jiu, and Zhou Bin, the first to know of Yan Chuan’s guidance helping Huo Zhen break through the limit-breaking level wasn’t Duan Jiu, nor Zhou Bin, but Guan Yang himself.

It was Guan Yang who informed Duan Jiu, and Duan Jiu who informed Zhou Bin.

Yet now, Duan Jiu too had broken through under Yan Chuan’s guidance, even if not as exaggerated as breaking past limits, his skill advancement was undeniable.

In contrast, he was so headstrong, neglecting Yan Chuan’s incessant nagging in the latter half, furiously striking with every move aimed at taking down Yan Chuan.

He learned nothing.

Instead, he offended Yan Chuan.

Guan Yang regretted it, but his nature was hard to change, "Enough, enough! I just don’t believe that without Yan the Butcher, I can’t eat pork!"

Immediately.

Guan Yang stepped forward, first cupping his fist to congratulate Duan Jiu in delight from his recent breakthrough, "Congratulations, Brother Duan, on your great advancement in swordsmanship!"

Then turned his head.

Saluting to Yan Chuan, "Master Yan has extraordinary boxing skills and great ambitions, but though I am surnamed Guan, I do not submit to management. I shall take my leave!"

With those words!

Turning to descend the mountain, crisp and clean!

What a Guan Yang!

What a stubborn mule!

"Farewell, Hero Guan!"

Yan Chuan only expressed regret, not trying to stop him.

He barely glanced at Guan Yang, letting his gaze sweep over the crowd—

Wang Kuan, Jian Rong, Huo Zhen, Duan Jiu, Zhou Bin, Luo Bing, ...

Yan Chuan smiled inwardly.

Hundred Flower Palace!

Lacks no talent!

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[Your ’Cheng Family Boxing’ has improved, skill level +3]

[Your ’Fu Family Boxing’ has improved, skill level +8]

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[Your ’Dharma Door Fist’ has improved, Third Realm: Entering the Hall → Fifth Realm of Mastery]

[Your ’East Peace Fist’ has improved, Third Realm: Entering the Hall → Fifth Realm of Mastery]

[Your ’Seven Forms Fist’ has improved, Third Realm: Entering the Hall → Fifth Realm of Mastery]

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Watching Guan Yang leave, Yan Chuan glanced at his progress in boxing. The increase wasn’t much.

That’s normal.

In fact, ever since the ’Tiger Form Boxing’ and other techniques within the ’Cheng Family Boxing’ reached the Eighth Realm Peak, and even the secret martial arts within ’Cheng Family Boxing,’ such as the ’Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist’ and ’Five Forms Eight Techniques Fist’ reached the Seventh Realm: Transcendent, any further improvement, even in skill level, became extremely difficult, let alone a breakthrough.

Yan Chuan’s boxing skills had reached a certain height, making further rapid progress tough.

Since the martial arts competition until now, for over a month, Yan Chuan mainly focused on enhancing the ’breadth’ of his boxing—

Such as his deep dive into the ’Fu Family Boxing,’ ’Six Harmonies Fist,’ ’Great Success Boxing,’ and other Widespread Boxing Techniques of Guangling Academy.

For example, practicing the ’Four Gates Fist,’ ’Five Elements Boxing,’ and ’Buddha Han Fist’ among the Eight Gates Secret Martial Arts of Taikang Academy.

Yan Chuan was continuously deepening his control over existing boxing styles while also exploring, understanding, and practicing more martial arts.

Depth is hard to excavate.

Breadth is boundless.

For example, from this battle, Yan Chuan gained more insight into the ’Dharma Door Fist,’ ’East Peace Fist,’ and ’Seven Forms Fist.’

It might not directly enhance his strength, but it enriched his overall understanding of boxing.

Of course.

More importantly.

Through this battle, through these three boxing styles, and using the principle of ’Mutual Teaching and Learning,’ he made progress in inspiration for [Task Two: Xingyi Boxing]—

[Task Two: Inspiration +6]

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[Task Two]

[Inspiration: 91]

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"91 Inspiration!"

"The development of ’Xingyi Boxing’ is within reach!"

Yan Chuan was overjoyed.

Progress in boxing!

Growth in inspiration!

Faced with this good news, a single loss of Guan Yang was utterly insignificant.

Yan Chuan sent off Guan Yang and turned, inviting the martial arts enthusiasts gathered, "Everyone, please come in."

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