Chapter 428: Chapter 393: Sinking Boat Ram! Defeating the Old Boxer! Man Can Conquer Nature!
With a long howl, a surge of energy erupted from his inflating lungs.
The breath Liu Sanduo exhaled was guided by Martial Arts Momentum, first adhering to his body, then settling onto his fists, steaming with heat.
To Chen Xuewu watching from the side, his master’s display at this moment was like a rice cooker suddenly releasing its steam.
His arms surged like turbulent waves, unleashing hundreds of fist strikes in a flash.
The scattered True Qi floated upwards, dyeing the sky a "verdant blue."
As it fell onto the water, it splashed droplets everywhere, streams gathering like spears from the lakebed, shooting out in rows, like "waves crashing against rocks."
At the same time, Liu Sanduo’s footwork was equally intricate, his left foot kicked upward while the right foot pivoted horizontally and firmly.
This peculiar stance made him seem like "rowing upstream," standing on the lake surface, not only unyielding to Meng Chuan’s offensive but subtly trying to seize the rhythm.
Meng Chuan’s eyes sparkled with excitement, his heart burning with fervor.
This sophisticated Baji fighting style might not be as devastating as the [Five Thunderclaps].
But for those who practice martial arts, how could brute force alone suffice?
He felt a little tempted to "go all out," to end this match sooner so he could learn more...
"Forget it, lest Uncle Liu thinks my victory is unworthy..."
With this thought, Meng Chuan’s figure exploded once more.
The veins throughout his body bulged with exertion.
From his pores, thick, sticky white mist rose, and then his whole being was engulfed in black light, crashing into the Overpowering Baji formation.
Meng Chuan intended to show Uncle Liu what true despair felt like...
Boom——!
A series of blows landed upon Meng Chuan, and as the dust settled, both teacher and disciple felt a heaviness in their hearts.
Meng Chuan’s entire being shimmered with mysterious light, yet his body remained unmoved, without any change.
Meng Chuan grinned, stamping heavily as he charged, pressure...continuing to close in on Liu Sanduo.
After throwing hundreds of punches, Liu Sanduo and his watching disciple Chen Xuewu saw the unyielding state of Meng Chuan, their eyes wide open in shock.
"Damn... not even this can move him..."
As hard as steel, how is it possible?
He is at the second limit, not the first!
Liu Sanduo grit his teeth, his internal breath surged like a river.
A powerful howl escaped through clenched teeth, like the tide on the Qiantang River.
With the roar, Liu Sanduo’s body sank like a laden boat, stepping, rushing forward, his shoulders bursting with intense blue light.
His entire form was like a "sinking ship hitting a sandbank," crashing heavily forward.
This technique, Sinking Boat Lean, tore through the chilly wind with overwhelming force.
All his Martial Arts Momentum was poured into this "lean," as imposing as a massive wave!
The [Sinking Boat Lean] is the killer move of the True Skill Baji!
Unlike the Baji’s—Iron Mountain Lean.
This was comprehended by the Liu ancestors of old, practicing Baji fist at the sea, fighting against the tides.
Through understanding fist intent, they mastered the True Skill Baji Fist.
Its momentum is like waves, the fist intent like tides, under the immense power of nature, yet it remains immovable like a true skill fist.
"Impressive."
Meng Chuan nodded inwardly, appreciating the "human conquering heaven" spirit mixed within this fist momentum.
As the Sinking Boat Lean crashed in, Liu Sanduo’s essence, energy, and spirit had formed a cohesive force, connecting "sound, might, force, momentum" in a single burst, giving Meng Chuan the spiritual shock of a great wave crashing down, with nowhere to escape.
In an instant, Liu Sanduo’s counterattack surged in!
As always, with his disciple watching nearby, he surely could not lose face and be defeated!
Faced with Uncle Liu’s fierce offensive, Meng Chuan remained impassive.
His expression was somewhat serious, observing without joy or anger, carefully seeking out the "weakness" on Liu Sanduo’s body.
As the great ship was about to collide, suddenly Meng Chuan’s bones cracked every joint.
He blocked from underneath with one hand, brushing past the opponent’s elbow, cleverly neutralizing the force.
Simultaneously twisting slightly to the right, he sidestepped the powerful incoming impact.
His combat experience was quite extensive, and in a flash, he figured out how to resolve the situation.
The so-called Sinking Boat Lean is a downward pressing momentum, enveloping with the heavy ship of the waves crash down.
While Meng Chuan’s Baji technique [Flip and Block Hammer], gathered force from below to support and brace.
No matter the killer move, as long as it could be stopped, then let’s see whose strength is greater!
Bang——!
The two were like two beams of shooting stars in the sky, fiercely crossing!
"Crack"...
This was the sound erupting from Meng Chuan’s body, the black armor on him cracked everywhere.
Already shattered by the Martial Arts killer move of a second limit master.
This sound brought joy to Chen Xuewu’s heart as he watched from the side.
"Is Master going to win..."
The thing he feared most did not happen, it would be one thing if he couldn’t beat Meng Chuan.
But if even Master wasn’t a match for the opponent, it would genuinely dishearten him...
However, Meng Chuan merely blushed, remaining unmoved and taking the hit.
He let his left arm fall while his form slid to the right rear like a phantom.
Evading Liu Sanduo’s next strike, he raised his head and breathed out like a giant whale, causing the entire man-made lake to rumble and quake with his breath control.
Meng Chuan had figured it out; if he couldn’t play Baji against Uncle Liu, couldn’t he use Five Elements?
Both his fists swung downward, the Water Attribute energy surged like a dragon stirring a pool, even before the fists reached, the lake surface exploded with waves a hundred feet high!
Right fist pulled back, azure True Qi linked with the tides below, enveloping Meng Chuan’s whole body, converging, spinning, entwining.
Like the emergence of a sea god, accompanied by waves.
In Liu Sanduo’s eyes, as this fist stance condensed, Meng Chuan seemed to transform.
His aura and presence were incomparably dignified, like the king of the water.
This is "borrowing momentum," a rather profound mental realm in the Five Elements Fist.
Liu Sanduo’s face was solemn, he could feel the spiritual power contained within this fist stance.
This power was about to pour out towards him entirely...
He vaguely heard the sound of the tide in his ears, it was Meng Chuan coming on the waves.
Boom!
The explosive sound resounded once more, kidney water energy and water attribute true qi intertwined, wrapped on the arm, fiercely striking Liu Sanduo’s body!
Bang!
Their hands clashed, the air slicing through, akin to the intense sound of waves crashing.
Both were borrowing the entire lake’s water to display their martial arts.
Upon contact, Liu Sanduo’s knee joint sank, nearly tumbling off the water’s surface.
A flash of disbelief crossed his eyes, was his Perfection-level Baji True Skill’s killing move just blocked like that?
Moreover, could still launch a mad counterattack!
Meng Chuan grinned, it had been a long time since he fought so vigorously.
Yet, in terms of fist skills, Uncle Liu’s strength was even mightier than Master Lu’s, truly formidable!
So... blocked this move of sinking the boat.
"Next, it’s my turn..."
Time to show Uncle Liu what "Overlapping Waves Shattering Rock Fist" really means!
Meng Chuan’s fist stance became increasingly fierce, Liu Sanduo finally couldn’t withstand the pressure, retreating half a step backward.
In that instant, Meng Chuan continued to surge forward, launching countless fist shadows.
Every punch of his was enveloped with surging waves, each one bursting out with extreme force that captivated the soul.
Meng Chuan elaborated on the Five Elements’ Kidney Water Fist Skill, as if narrating within the fist intent, telling the opponent.
The grand momentum was set, unshakable!
Liu Sanduo floated on the lake’s surface, closing his eyes as if he were amidst the vast ocean, the wave about to come!
Though his heart and spirit were calm, this was the fundamental quality of a martial artist.
However... under Meng Chuan’s overwhelming momentum, the body relayed the sound of "creaking" disintegration.
It was as if a grand building was collapsing...
This was a profound confrontation in momentum and mental realm between two martial arts masters through fists and kicks.
"I must hold on, Xuewu is watching from the side..."
Liu Sanduo gritted his teeth, forcibly intercepting all of Meng Chuan’s offensive.
Meanwhile, he fiercely suppressed that overwhelming wave mental realm within his heart.
How steadfast is the will of a martial arts grandmaster!
If it were any lesser opponents, under Meng Chuan’s offensive, their hearts would have crumbled, acknowledging the grand momentum was lost.
But Liu Sanduo tightly held his mental defense line.
Like a petrel in the storm, he stood firm and unyielding.
Just waiting for the storm to pass, skies clear...
However, just as he blocked a bizarre penetrating punch, Meng Chuan exploded once more!
The rippling effect of [Moisture Breath].
[Everything touched by the fist edge will leave an almost imperceptible watermark, subsequent water attribute punches can incrementally add to the damage, up to five layers.]
"Break!"
A sharp shout burst from Meng Chuan, his whole body enveloped by the water force, like a surfer threading the tides.
A column of water in the lake exploded and flew apart with this high-pitched sound.
When the tide marks fully layered, the entire man-made lake’s water seemed lifted by an invisible hand, forming a vast circular water curtain.
Meng Chuan’s momentum peaked at this moment, riding backward waves, leaping high in the air.
All the water attribute true qi compressed in his right fist into a pinpoint showy blue glow, delivering a punch with overwhelming destruction!
This punch resembled the final straw that broke the camel’s back.
Thoroughly shattering Liu Sanduo’s final defense.
The blue brilliance emitted by the fist edge, with icy power, crushed Liu Sanduo’s sturdy defense, landing on his chest.
Bang—!
The second-limited martial arts grandmaster, indulged in Baji Fist for decades, ultimately couldn’t block this punch.
The final strike of the "Overlapping Waves Shattering Rock Fist" hit his chest head-on, Liu Sanduo’s form stiffened upright.
Like an inverted sword, plunged into the lake bed without stirring even a ripple...
...
"Master!"
From the lakeside, Chen Xuewu’s voice first filled with disbelief, then turned anxious and concerned.
He could hardly believe at first that Master had lost.
Then he worried whether Master was killed by Meng Chuan’s punch...
What Chen Xuewu feared most didn’t happen, small bubbles arose on the water, then an arc burst open, and Liu Sanduo shot out from within.
Meng Chuan stood on the water’s surface with his toes, hands behind his back, with no intention to continue.
In his perception, the opponent’s momentum had already fallen to the bottom.
Uncle Liu was defeated.
As Meng Chuan anticipated, Liu Sanduo first struggled to stand afloat on the water.
Then he staggered, unable to support his form, staggered to the shore, crouched down, clutching his chest, eyes filled with incredulity.
Chen Xuewu hurried to his side, his concern unspeakable.
"Rest assured, cough... just an external injury, a couple of days’ rest will be fine."
The disciple comforted him, and Liu Sanduo spoke up, not wanting him to worry further.
"Are you okay, Uncle Liu..."
Meng Chuan was a bit embarrassed...
