With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal
Chapter 129 - 118 Mastery of Transformed Strength, Team Combat

Chapter 129: Chapter 118 Mastery of Transformed Strength, Team Combat

The next morning, after finishing his series of punches and sitting down to rest, Meng Chuan received a call from Zong Ping.

[Brother Chuan, I’ve sent you an information list of our school’s participants for the united exam.

It’s much more detailed than the list you’ll receive at that time, but don’t tell anyone it was from me.]

Zong Ping is now a preparatory student at Northern United University. If discovered doing such things, he would be scolded for betraying his own school.

But Zong Ping did it anyway, as he knows who to be close to or distant from.

Moreover, Meng Chuan has limitless potential and will definitely attend Northern United University in the future, it’s not considered betraying...

Meng Chuan didn’t immediately check it but instead asked:

[Zong Ping, I remember you are also representing Ping’an Middle School for the battle. How are you calculating now?]

Zong Ping replied:

[I have talked to my uncle, and let him assign someone else. In any case, besides you at Ping’an Middle School, the others are just making up the numbers.

My current strength doesn’t even rank in the class, let alone participate in the united exam.

Brother Chuan, you’ll see from the information I sent you, our school’s three candidates going to battle all broke through the seven levels months ago, and some have even mastered Transformed Strength, be more careful.]

Meng Chuan replied with a smile:

[A few days ago, I also broke through the seven levels, I’m not afraid of them.]

[Seven levels?]

Zong Ping was somewhat surprised. He knew about Meng Chuan’s speed in Qi Blood cultivation but didn’t expect him to reach the seven levels so quickly.

[Brother Chuan, have you comprehended Transformed Strength?]

[Not yet, but soon.]

Zong Ping exclaimed:

[Your speed in breaking through is too fast, truly abnormal!]

...

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chuan didn’t go to view the materials sent by Zong Ping, as he hadn’t finished practicing his punches, he would do it later.

With a deep exhale, Meng Chuan unleashed a series of Long Fist strikes on the newly acquired iron-core wooden stakes at the school, the banging sounds echoing through the entire Martial Arts Dojo.

The other students looked at Meng Chuan’s way of practicing punches with inexpressible envy.

"If your talent isn’t as good as others, you have to work harder. What are you looking at, go practice quickly!"

Teacher Liang drove the other students to one side to prevent them from being accidentally hurt by Meng Chuan’s leaked Power.

Looking at Meng Chuan drenched in sweat, he sighed inwardly:

"With such talent and hard work, it won’t take long for him to become part of the Martial Arts family."

Meng Chuan’s Qi Blood Cultivation has already caught up with that of him as a teacher. Losing to Meng Chuan, he had no complaints, on the contrary, it brought him pride.

When Meng Chuan achieves success and fame, he can also proudly say,

"I once exchanged over three hundred moves with Grandmaster Meng, without a decisive win!"

Meng Chuan, punching on the side, saw Liang Weilong approaching, feeling some thoughts in his mind.

These days, as Meng Chuan’s Qi Blood reached the seven levels, his ability to control his body with Qi Blood has greatly strengthened.

While practicing, he also gained a deeper understanding of the power of Transformed Strength, which overcomes rigidity with softness.

A few days ago, Luo Guanyun also advised him:

"Transformed Strength is not about increasing your strength, but a higher level of control over strength, centered on the word ’transform’.

When you can keenly perceive the trajectory, intensity, and characteristics of external attack forces, and guide, disperse, and transform the attacking forces through your unique Power operation and limb movements, achieving the purpose of dissolving the attack,

like a stream altering the flow of power naturally, this technique is known as Transformed Strength."

As the Luo style Eight Extremes approaches Perfection, Meng Chuan’s understanding of this becomes even deeper.

But he’s always a step short of mastering it, so he happened to ask Teacher Liang for an experiment.

"Teacher Liang, I am one step away from comprehending Transformed Strength, can you help me out?"

Upon hearing Meng Chuan’s invitation, excited to boast about it in the future, Liang Weilong couldn’t ask for more.

"No problem."

After warming up for a moment, he smiled and said:

"Come on Xiaomeng, attack, and I’ll demonstrate what Transformed Strength is.

However, my Transformed Strength, due to the way of my punches, leans towards dispersion and rebound. If there’s any difference, you’ll need to comprehend and decompose it yourself."

"Understood, thank you teacher, forgive me."

Meng Chuan leaped and dove down, delivering a fierce Baji Long Fist, Liang Weilong lightly sidestepped, Meng Chuan swung his wrist around, converting it to a Soft Fist pressing in front of him.

Liang Weilong lightly sidestepped, using his elbows to gently divert Meng Chuan’s arm to the side.

At the same time, his arms slightly rotated, guiding Meng Chuan’s Fist Strength to the other side of his body, then using the body’s rotation to transform this force into his spinning momentum, and, following the flow, returned a counterpunch, sending the force back to Meng Chuan.

At this point, Liang Weilong had already applied the Transformed Strength of the metallic punch path—guide, buffer, and reuse.

Meng Chuan didn’t change his move, instead, after the attack was resolved, he continued to entangle Liang Weilong with his Soft Fist, carefully understanding the opponent’s Transformed Strength.

Feeling it wasn’t deep enough, Meng Chuan verbally announced:

"Teacher Liang, please intensify and give it your all!"

The short strikes of the Luo family’s Bajiquan were too fast, and Meng Chuan worried that Teacher Liang might not be able to handle them, so he changed his style from a soft fist like flowing water to the hard and forceful Long Fist.

Liang Weilong knew Meng Chuan had a tough build, so he didn’t hold back, unleashing full power. As Meng Chuan’s Long Fist dispersed, the fist strength produced a high-frequency oscillation when hitting Meng Chuan’s body.

This oscillation was like the ripples created by metal vibrating at high speed, capable of dispersing the power gathered in Meng Chuan’s hands.

Feeling this oscillating transformed strength, Meng Chuan continued to fight while pondering.

"What I excel in is not the Metal Fist, but the Xingyi Fire Attribute Fist.

The characteristics of fire are heat, explosion, and changeability. I should guide my power to burn like fire, melting and weakening the opponent’s strength,

and then use the transformative nature of fire to alter the opponent’s attack trajectory, finally countering with explosive fist strength!"

He started with the Xingyi Fire Attribute Fist, known for its ferocity and explosive power, and to comprehend the soft transformed strength requires more effort than others.

Meng Chuan continued counterattacking while contemplating the aspects of the Fire Attribute Fist, considering how to apply transformed strength, all while observing the wonders of the metallic transformed strength demonstrated by Teacher Liang.

Seeing that Meng Chuan seemed to have some insight, Liang Weilong intensified his attacks to assist Meng Chuan’s understanding.

Time flew by, and before they knew it, half an hour had passed.

Blocking Teacher Liang’s attacks once more, Meng Chuan got into the groove, gradually finding the knack.

Liang Weilong gathered momentum for a moment, launching a fierce vertical Palm Strike aimed directly at the face.

Metal is known for its sharpness, and this strike seemed to slice through the air with a ripping wind sound.

Meng Chuan’s gaze fixed on Liang Weilong’s attack trajectory; he immediately responded with a Cannon Fist followed by an elbow strike. Using unique conduction techniques, he gently deflected the chopping trajectory, letting it fall to the vacant ground beside him.

This punch was entirely powered by clever strength, not direct force.

Liang Weilong staggered a couple of steps from the elbow deflection, and after steadying himself, he exclaimed in surprise:

"Impressive, Xiaomeng, you’ve comprehended the first layer of transformed strength: [Softening and Deflecting]. This is the Fire Attribute transformed strength, like the metallic transformed strength, inherently forceful and unstoppable, yet gently floral along the way.

The technique of transformed strength isn’t fixed; it’s divided into four levels.

The first level is Softening and Deflecting, diverting the opponent’s attack force along the body’s surface through subtle twisting, displacement, and flexible movements.

The second level is Rotary Dissipation, as the name suggests, like a whirlpool absorbing and dispersing water flow. Whether punches, kicks, or flying weapons, all will dissipate into nothingness in this rotating transformed strength. I haven’t comprehended this level myself.

I’m unclear about the third and fourth levels as well. You might ask your master, Master Luo. He’s undoubtedly at that tier of strength."

Appreciating Teacher Liang’s patient guidance, Meng Chuan was very grateful.

"Thank you, Teacher Liang, for the guidance. I understand now."

"Alright, then take some time to ponder on your own."

After all, Liang Weilong wasn’t young anymore. Using transformed strength continuously for a long time left him feeling weary, so he sat down to guide other students in punching practice.

Meng Chuan was far from reaching exhaustion, so he continued punching, deepening his understanding of [Softening and Deflecting].

The fierce Fire Attribute fists pounded against the wooden stakes; at the moment of contact, they subtly redirected with cleverly applied strength pathways.

At this moment, due to the existence of ’once proven, forever proven,’ his body thoroughly remembered the special conduction method of this power.

"Transformed Strength, success!"

At that instant, Meng Chuan wholly ascended into the ranks of advanced martial artists.

In a daze, he recalled the past twelve-plus years, the "foolish" image of practicing Yiquan day and night.

Looking back, it seemed like just yesterday; the harsh times of enduring had long since passed.

Feeling the powerful strength nurtured within him, his mind remained humble and steady.

The road of Martial Arts is still at the starting point, it requires stepping up!

...

Taking advantage of lunchtime, Meng Chuan summoned Tiger Form Qi Fei and another backup athlete to review the "enemy information" relayed by Zong Ping. After all, "know your enemy and know yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without peril."

While eating, Qi Fei said:

"Meng... Brother, we both know, we’re just here to make up the numbers. As long as we don’t cause you trouble, it’s fine."

Meng Chuan reassured them:

"Don’t belittle yourselves, this joint exam is a team battle format, everyone can play a role."

This was also a concern in his heart. In a positive light, he could easily handle one, but two would be a bit intense; three or four skilled in transformed strength together, he might have to run.

Plus, the teammates weren’t exactly reliable...

The format of each joint exam isn’t disclosed in advance, you only find out when it happens.

Principal Zong only told him it was a team battle, and to be mentally prepared.

Another participant said:

"Brother Chuan, Brother Fei and I will cover for you when the time comes, you just bring glory to our school."

Having witnessed true genius, Qi Fei’s temperament was also tempered, and he agreed:

"We’re not afraid to be beaten or embarrassed, Brother Chuan, just don’t mind us dragging you down."

The worst cases are those oblivious to their own ineptitude. Seeing his teammates quite cooperative, Meng Chuan felt relieved and jokingly said:

"No worries, just be good pendants, and I’ll carry us to victory!"

After the joke, the three of them began studying the intelligence.

Moments later, Qi Fei and the other could not help but click their tongues in astonishment.

"No wonder they’re top pre-university students of the ultimate martial arts school, each one as monstrous as Meng Chuan..."