With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 70 Heart-Understanding Studio, Consciousness and Judgment

Chapter 70: Chapter 70 Heart-Understanding Studio, Consciousness and Judgment

Monday afternoon.

Meng Chuan received a call from Master Luo before school ended.

[Come over to practice your fist skills after school. Your teacher’s wife is cooking dinner at home.]

Meng Chuan agreed and then called his aunt to tell her that he was going to Master Luo’s house for practice and wouldn’t be home for dinner.

Huayun Prefecture Building A-003.

As soon as he entered the door, Ren Ping handed Meng Chuan a newly bought pair of refined slippers.

Meng Chuan greeted:

"Hello, teacher’s wife."

"Your master said you wear size 44 shoes, try and see if they fit."

He quickly reached out to take them.

"I can do it myself, teacher’s wife."

Meng Chuan put on the slippers; they felt well-wrapped and didn’t wobble at all, perfect for home martial arts practice.

Ren Ping tucked her falling hair behind her ear and then smiled, saying:

"These are specialized home training shoes for martial artists; it’s uncomfortable always practicing barefoot."

"They fit perfectly, thank you, teacher’s wife."

At this moment, Luo Guanyun walked out of the kitchen carrying dishes.

"Stop chatting, you two. Let’s eat."

At the dining table, Ren Ping kept adding food to Meng Chuan’s bowl, almost filling it to the brim.

"I can serve myself, teacher’s wife, the bowl is almost full."

"You’re still growing, eat more meat, and leave the vegetables for your master."

Seeing this, Luo Guanyun looked displeased.

"What do you mean? Am I a rabbit, only eating grass?"

The two covered their mouths and laughed softly, the dining table was filled with joy and laughter.

Meng Chuan enjoyed this warm and comfortable atmosphere, not only the playful bickering between his master and teacher’s wife but also his own family and friends.

One’s efforts are never wasted, refined through hardships, and the ultimate goal of my efforts in martial arts training is to protect all of this.

After dining, Ren Ping, with concern in her voice, said to Meng Chuan:

"Recently in Bailiu District, many homeless people and beggars have disappeared. You must be careful outside, the ’Human Demon’ appeared again."

Luo Guanyun swallowed the greens in his mouth, joining the conversation:

"Bald Ape told me the same today, this guy has gotten cunning now, targeting homeless and unattended people."

"His targets are all ordinary folks and novices from the lower three qi levels. I estimate this Human Demon is at most a Demon Path Martial Artist not exceeding Blood Qi six levels."

"If Chuan ever encounters him, just kill him, right?"

Upon hearing this from Luo Guanyun, Ren Ping knocked him hard with chopsticks.

"Who’s as reckless as you?"

Luo Guanyun casually responded:

"Martial artists will eventually face bloodshed. When I was his age, I’d killed several villains myself."

Meng Chuan listened, smilingly, to Master Luo’s heroic tales from his youth without speaking.

He wasn’t afraid of killing, if faced with this ’Human Demon,’ he felt a unique sense of excitement.

A brave man’s anger drives him to confront stronger opponents.

On the path of Martial Arts, one’s hands inevitably become stained with blood.

In ancient times, martial artists referred to the first experience of murder as ’Heart-Understanding Studio.’

’Heart-Understanding Studio’ signifies overcoming moral adversities and achieving self-redemption.

Meng Chuan didn’t care about resolving his Heart-Understanding Studio, he had his own ethical standards.

"Celestial Demon, Demon Path, and others who deserve to die, if they obstruct me, I will not hesitate..."

But he wouldn’t wander aimlessly in the areas where the Human Demon frequented; that’s asking for trouble.

If confronted with a peak level six, he’d have to run.

...

"Haven’t seen you in days, let me check if you’ve been practicing well."

In the Martial Arts Chamber, Meng Chuan and Master Luo changed into their training clothes, standing face to face.

"Go ahead, Master Luo."

Luo Guanyun rubbed his wrists, crackling sounds echoed, he said with mischievous intent:

"Today’s teaching theme is consciousness and judgment."

As the words fell, Luo Guanyun’s form blinked, rushing to Meng Chuan, throwing a punch.

Fast!

Too fast!

As he was listening to Luo speak, the next second, the man manifested before him.

Facing the incoming straight punch, Meng Chuan instinctively dodged to the side. Due to its suddenness, his movements appeared rigid.

Unfortunately, he didn’t evade it, Luo Guanyun’s punch seemed auto-guided, effortlessly landing on Meng Chuan’s forehead.

"Don’t panic, stabilize your position, and try predicting my moves next."

"I’ll adjust my speed to resemble the sixth level, your blood qi is too low, you won’t evade once I throw a punch."

You need to anticipate my movements through my eyes and body signals, dodging beforehand.

Pausing for a moment, Luo Guanyun continued throwing punches while shouting:

"My fists will gradually get heavier, if you don’t want to go to school with lumps tomorrow, keep alert!" fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Meng Chuan steadied his heart spirit, began observing Luo’s eye movements and minor shoulder twitches before attacking.

—Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The wind whistled by his ear, landed two flicks on his head.

Luo Guanyun punched three times consecutively, Meng Chuan only dodged the first blow, unable to evade the latter two.

"Martial arts isn’t a turn-based game, kid, who said I can only punch once?"

Meng Chuan fixed his gaze on Luo Guanyun, raised his fists, and gathered his focus.

"Master Luo still as cunning as ever."

He realized each time Luo threw a punch, his shoulder would intentionally show a sinking motion.

Luo Guanyun continued punching.

As the shoulder twitched down, Meng Chuan instantly blocked, attaching his body for close-range combat to counterattack.

Luo Guanyun sidestepped, pushed a palm, easily shoving Meng Chuan back a few steps, following up with a sweeping kick.

Meng Chuan, a young man with limited experience, couldn’t dodge, cornered against the wall.

"Don’t just use brute force, feel the moves, always defending and counterattacking isn’t enough, what if you encounter faster enemies? Attack and defense are one, don’t blindly attack!"

Meng Chuan became determined, adjusting his stance.

He started focusing on defense, his Inch Step occasionally bursting into evasions, with unseen proficiency occasionally jumping in his mind.

He stopped blindly defending and retaliating, reacting reasonably to Luo’s actions.

Against combo punches and kicks, he avoided by relying on his body technique.

This time, faced with Luo’s feint, Meng Chuan chose not to dodge but took the chance to close in, using Luo’s Eight Extremes Soft Force to hold him, swiftly delivering a short strike at the ribs.

Luo Guanyun didn’t expect Meng Chuan’s assessment of the situation to improve so quickly, and he showed a slightly surprised expression.

He then instantly grabbed Meng Chuan’s fist, sidestepped, and slipped away with his footwork, easily dodging Meng Chuan’s attack.

"Solid, not bad!"

"But still far from enough, continue!"

"Then this time I’ll attack, sorry about this, Master Luo!"

As time went on, Luo Guanyun was surprised by Meng Chuan’s growth speed, while Meng Chuan’s endurance also left him somewhat amazed.

"Haven’t seen you in a few days, have you been taking supplements?"

After more than two hours of high-intensity combat, Meng Chuan was still energetically pacing, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Luo Guanyun worried that Meng Chuan was pushing himself too hard.

"Can you continue?"

"Continue!"

"Good!"

As fists and feet intertwined, Meng Chuan’s movements became increasingly fluid, and the attack-defense transitions between him and Master Luo grew more exciting.

Another hour of confrontation passed, and Meng Chuan’s stamina truly couldn’t keep up anymore, and Luo Guanyun also stopped the attack.

Meng Chuan rested with his hands on his knees, greedily taking deep breaths, while Master Luo walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"You’ve made great progress, today should be enough, too much can be harmful."

"But remember, fighting is not just about physical ability, it’s a mental showdown, learn to strategize during battle!"

"Life only happens once, an enemy won’t give you as many chances as I did today, reflect on it well."

Meng Chuan, with a resolute expression, said loudly:

"I understand, Master Luo."

The two sat cross-legged to rest, and Luo Guanyun began to talk to Meng Chuan about the principles of Martial Arts.

"Chuan-er, do you know why I can spar with you for a long time without showing any fatigue?"

Meng Chuan spoke without hesitation:

"You’re a Martial Arts Master, your stamina is far superior to mine?"

"That’s about right. Specifically, it’s because before breaking the limit to become a Martial Arts Family, the human body has its limits."

"There are eight known shackles in the human body, and breaking each one will raise your limits, whether in strength, Qi Blood, or stamina, greatly expanding the upper limit."

"When you reach the pinnacle of the Ninth Stage in the future, you’ll face the first limit break of the human body; without the experience of a martial artist guiding you, it’s extremely challenging to breakthrough."

"This is the reason for the popularity of the university system nowadays; back in the day, many promising talents were hindered by their family circumstances and lived in regret."

Meng Chuan thought to himself while listening:

"My Limit Breaking of these martial arts can also be considered accumulating experience in breaking limits.

The progress in Fist Skills drives the growth of Qi Blood, Martial Arts and Martial Arts realms are inseparable, aren’t they."

Luo Guanyun sighed and said:

"If you can reach the level of the Seven-Limit Great Saint in the future, you’ll look back at those so-called ancient myths of Martial Arts and demons and feel they are just ordinary."

"Because you’ll be the protagonist of these stories yourself, moving mountains and filling seas with ease."

Meng Chuan also sighed:

"Truly, the human body’s potential is infinite, and Martial Arts are boundless!"

In Martial Arts, breaking the limit grants traits, while at the realm level, breaking the limit raises the body’s limits. It seems he’ll struggle with [Limit Breaking] his entire life.

...

Luo Guanyun glanced at the time on his phone; it was already 12:30 AM.

"It’s too late, just stay at master’s place and rest tonight. Tomorrow, I’ll have the area’s driver take you to school."

"Alright."

Meng Chuan informed his uncle, then went to the room where he had slept before to lie down and rest.

"It’s too late, and added to the high-intensity confrontation with Master Luo, my body hasn’t recovered. I’ll get up tomorrow morning and practice standing postures again."

...

In the master bedroom, Ren Ping was still awake waiting for Luo Guanyun.

Luo Guanyun put on a robe and lay down under the covers.

"Did you practice today?"

He knew what his wife was asking about.

"Practiced all morning, recently broke through a layer, enough to suppress the Thunder Seed."

Ren Ping’s hand glowed green as she explored her husband’s chest.

"It’s calmed down a bit, but don’t let your guard down; the Thunder Seed is also growing, I feel like it’s subtly increased in size again."

Luo Guanyun didn’t answer, pulling his wife’s hand away and asked in return:

"I noticed you were unusually enthusiastic towards Meng Chuan today, buying slippers and picking dishes for him."

"I’m guessing you’ll definitely tell Luo Meng when you go back, she wouldn’t like it, right?"

"No, you said not to tell her, so how could I?"

Luo Guanyun chuckled:

"Stop pretending, we’ve been married for a long time, I know what you’re up to when you make that face."

Ren Ping embarrassingly hit her husband’s arm.

"Crude!"

Late at night, as his wife was already asleep, Luo Guanyun stared wide-eyed at the ceiling, resting his hands behind his head, pondering something unknown.

...

Before dawn.

Meng Chuan’s biological clock awakened him, and he quietly checked the time, then gently got out of bed.

"At this time, Master and Mistress should still be asleep, practicing fist skills might make noise."

After some thought, seeing that there was still time before school, Meng Chuan decided to practice standing postures in the room.

"Focus on Heart Spirit, stand like a rock."

His Heart Spirit gradually immersed in it, and his body became steady and solid with a certain rhythmic breathing pattern.

Two hours later, a few crisp bird calls came from outside the window, and the sky slowly brightened.

Feeling it was about time, Meng Chuan utilized his strength to gather the Qi that had settled down, closing his legs slowly to finish the exercise.

At this moment, faint footsteps approached from the doorway, and Luo Guanyun was standing at the entrance, watching him with satisfaction.

"Not bad."

"Let’s go together, I’ll personally take you to school today."

Meng Chuan looked puzzled, as it was unusual for his master to be so diligent.

"Why are you looking at me? Your mistress happens to want to eat the buns from the shop behind your school."

Meng Chuan nodded; that explanation made sense.

Inside the police station.

The meeting room lights were bright as Long Jiu, the sergeant, stood in front of the projector, surveying the seated officers before starting to speak.

"The last battle with the Celestial Demon was brilliantly executed by us."

"We owe it to the Network for its timely discoveries, allowing us to handle the situation swiftly."

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