[Qi Nourishing Armor Technique: Great Success (2%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]
After achieving great success, Meng Chuan immediately felt his physical strength surge significantly.
At the same time, his unique internal and external membranes thickened considerably.
Now, not to mention ordinary knives and swords, he even estimated that not even alloy weapons could inflict any harm.
On the special Hua Yun Prefecture bus to the United University Preparatory High School.
Meng Chuan received a notification from the Yong'an police on his phone.
The Hongyu Labor Company was exposed as one of Black Water Company's fronts, even implicated with over a hundred subsidiaries nationwide.
Black Water Company is one of the three major scourges of Great Chu, along with the Demon Summoning Hall, which Meng Chuan is most familiar with, and the most mysterious Outer Heaven.
Currently, the Police Affairs Hall and the Martial Arts Association are conducting joint operations to completely eradicate it from the roots.
Meng Chuan made a call to Long Jiu, how could he miss out on such an operation against evil forces?
On the other end of the line came Long Jiu's voice.
[Xiaomeng, what's up?]
His voice sounded very hurried.
[Chief Long, I just saw the police notification about Black Water Company. Is there anything I can help with?
It's our duty to combat Demon Path forces.]
Now his Qi Nourishing Armor Technique has reached fruition, and there are so many good treasures in the police armory—he also wants to participate and earn some merits.
Moreover, the previous invasion of the Black Water squad at Ping'an Middle School and the viper's ambush had long formed a grudge between him and the opposition.
Of course, the main reason is Meng's intolerance of evil...
Long Jiu guessed Meng Chuan's intentions, paused for a moment, and said:
[Uncle knows you want to progress, but this operation is mainly led by the Martial Arts Association, and they haven't planned to recruit social martial artists.]
[Alright.]
Meng Chuan felt slightly disappointed.
As the largest martial artist organization in the country, the Martial Arts Association is naturally filled with elite soldiers and personnel, not needing social martial artists for the task.
[Oh, by the way, the mastermind behind the harm against you, the police traitor Wang Xuan, has been sentenced, just focus on your martial arts training from now on.]
Meng Chuan couldn't help but remember that afternoon when the disguised deliveryman from the Demon Summoning Hall attempted assassination.
The rampant Demon Path disciples—without the isolation effect of the membranes nourished by the Qi Nourishing Armor Technique, he might have been in trouble that day.
Long Jiu sighed:
[It wasn't just you; over the years, a lot of intelligence from the police station was leaked by him.
No one expected that the captain of the police's martial arts team would collude with people from the Demon Summoning Hall.
Now he has confessed and been convicted, with multiple charges including treason and crimes against humanity, soon to face execution.]
Meng Chuan was speechless.
Everyone has their choices, and choosing the Demon Path has led him to this deserved fate.
[Though the Demon Path forces in Yong'an have mostly been cleared away, big and small alike.
Still, be cautious, Demon Path disciples love to snuff out martial arts talents like you who haven't fully matured.
Remember, there are always places where sunlight doesn't reach.]
Meng Chuan heard and nodded solemnly.
In the current high-pressure situation, even if Demon Path disciples wanted to cause trouble, they would have to think carefully.
What he can do is use this opportunity to maintain his momentum and continue training in martial arts!
Only by becoming stronger can he protect himself and his family.
[Thanks, Uncle Long. If there's anything I can help with, just let me know.]
[For sure, I'll be busy now, we'll get in touch later.]
...
When Meng Chuan arrived at the preparatory high, he was just in time for Grandmaster Wang's Martial Arts Class.
The grandmaster is usually quite busy, mainly handling some tasks at the university department.
At the same time, most of his time must be spent on his own cultivation.
Opportunities to give lectures at the preparatory department are rare, typically occurring only once a month.
Last time, Meng Chuan missed it due to other commitments, but this time he finally got to listen.
In the large auditorium classroom, nearly ninety percent of the students across the school came to hear the grandmaster's teachings, finding a place to stand if no seats were available.
Grandmaster Wang is a rare master from the Elephant Form Sect, specializing in body techniques.
"Fellow students, today I mainly want to discuss the relationship between body techniques and the physical capacity.
The content is quite profound, and students who haven't trained first-class body techniques may struggle to understand.
However, that's okay. Remember it in your minds, and when you learn it in the future, it may make things twice as effective with half the effort."
Upon hearing this, applause thundered below.
Grandmaster Wang gestured with both hands, a sound akin to a returning tide from outside the window masked the indoor noise.
"Stop, there's no need for formalities. My time is quite limited. Let's begin the lecture.
Someone once said, if a person's speed surpasses the capacity of their body, then during high-speed movement, they may injure themselves, tearing muscles and even paralyzing bones...
Thus, speed has never been the limitation of body techniques; the body is!"
An hour passed, as Grandmaster Wang spoke.
With a wave of his hand, a sparrow exploded in his palm, transforming into gray ink.
Finally, the ashes formed three lines of large characters in mid-air.
[Tendons like geological veins bind mountain forms, bones like cold iron forging sword sheaths, blood surges river and sea carrying dragon boats!]
Meng Chuan listened intently, these last three lines gave him significant inspiration.
"What Grandmaster Wang said makes sense. I used to worry that overtraining the body might slow down speed. Now it seems my previous concerns were unfounded."
He also formed his own realization, which is:
"The body is like a raft, not in speed, but in control!"
...
The grandmaster's lecture could not be filled with trivial matters.
Most students in the auditorium lacked martial understanding and could only memorize it.
Without personal insights, this is quite normal.
In the realm of martial theory, many things can only be understood intuitively, not expressed in words.
Even when a Grandmaster teaches, they can only use simple expressions to summarize profound truths.
How much one gains is still up to the individual.
After class, Grandmaster Wang reserved ten minutes for questions and answers.
Meng Chuan seized the opportunity and asked many questions about the physical body.
Meng Chuan presented his theory of the "Vessel Rowing," and Grandmaster Wang smiled as he critiqued it.
He had heard of this "external personnel" lingering in the preparatory high school, who was full of potential and aimed for the United University Grandmaster Class.
Upon seeing him today, Grandmaster Wang felt that it was a sure thing!
He found this youngster quite interesting, having insights despite only passing the seventh level of Qi Blood. It's rare.
"Grandmaster Wang, my ideas are also based on your theoretical foundation. Please point out any errors."
Grandmaster Wang nodded and said:
"Your idea is correct, body technique is indeed more about maximizing the speed of the physical body.
If you reach the peak in body control, even without learning body techniques, your speed would still surpass others at the same level.
However, improving body control also goes hand in hand with breaking limits, unlocking restraints layer by layer.
This is not something to rush, only after reaching deeper levels can one truly understand."
"Thank you, Grandmaster Wang!"
His words struck Meng Chuan like a thunderbolt, leaving a deep impression.
"Why can I achieve near invincibility at the same level? The fundamental reason lies in [Limit Breaking].
Breaking through the physical limits, turning the impossible into possible.
Even in the limit breaking of cultivation techniques, it doesn't merely impact the physical form,
the most crucial aspect is that the entire process also involves training the physical body, guiding the limit breaking of the technique, rather than creating it out of thin air."
After class, Meng Chuan followed the crowd out of the classroom, reminiscing as he walked.
As he rubbed the thick calluses on his hands, he understood in his heart.
"I'm not relying on external boosts for improvement; I've never taken shortcuts.
The blood and flesh tempered through repeated trials are the sharpest whetstone for the blade of limit breaking!"
...
After learning the theory, practical combat digestion is essential.
Lu Zhuxiao happened to be teaching today's body technique class, and Meng Chuan went to demonstrate.
In his eyes, Meng Chuan was already akin to a teaching tool.
As the crowd gathered below the stakes, Lu Zhuxiao watched Meng Chuan's graceful figure while offering guidance.
He said in a calm tone:
"Watch his movements carefully; when shifting, sink your waist and hips three inches, grind the stakes with your heels as if sharpening a knife.
This is the essence of the Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada. You all practice like it's just a performance,
focusing too much on flair with unstable foundations and weak stances!"
At this moment, Meng Chuan was on the stakes, digesting his recent insights, and his proficiency in Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada was rapidly advancing.
Thirty minutes passed.
He used his breathing to take a moment and glanced at the panel:
[Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada: Proficient (82%) → (100%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]
This is the benefit of enhancing corresponding martial theory; no wonder it's a Grandmaster's teaching, and he looked forward even more to the sights of the United University Grandmaster Class.
Meng Jiaolong had told him that those responsible for the Grandmaster Class are Martial Arts Grandmasters of associate professor level!
Returning to his senses, Meng Chuan continued to weave through the high and low stakes.
He wanted to seize this opportunity to breakthrough to mastery in one fell swoop!
Lu Zhuxiao had long mastered Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada to perfection, naturally knowing his plan.
Seeing this, he used True Qi as a teaching whip.
Pointing from a distance at Meng Chuan's afterimage, he precisely pointed at the pivotal spots beneath his true feet.
"Cicada's chirping in eight steps is less than stepping silently in snow."
On the stakes, Meng Chuan's afterimages suddenly shrank to three paths from countless ones.
Instead, it condensed as if forged from glass, bewildering the eyes.
Each step fell silently on the stakes, raising no dust, only wood chips exploding beneath his feet, rippling like the flapping wings of a cold cicada.
[Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada: Proficient (100%) → Mastery (1%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]
Lu Zhuxiao couldn't help admiring Meng Chuan's strong comprehension, immediately grasping understanding with just two words.
Glancing at the group of wooden-headed students beside him, he saw most were already stupefied.
A 19-year-old student at the seventh gate trembled as he spoke:
"Teacher Lu... is this really the seventh gate of Qi Blood?"
Lu Zhuxiao sneered:
"Replace 'really' with 'amazingly,' and take back your question.
Watch and learn well; both at the seventh gate, the kid on the stakes isn't far from the eighth gate; now, he can handle ten of you at once without a problem!"
The old student lowered his head silently, for he was also a martial arts genius praised by neighbors, but ultimately there are always mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people.
A moment later, Meng Chuan jumped off the stakes and expressed his gratitude.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master Lu!"
"It's nothing; it's good that you learned something."
Lu Zhuxiao waved his hand.
It's nothing more than Principal Yang's orders.
Moreover, Meng Chuan's recent performance increasingly suited his taste; helping out here and there was no trouble.
Watching Meng Chuan's departing figure, Lu Zhuxiao silently mused in his heart.
"In such a short time, bringing Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada from entry to mastery..."
This rapid pace truly proves his limitless potential.
"I need to report to the Principal, make sure to keep this kid at the United University, can't let him escape."