Ever since Wang Yue was ruthlessly beaten in a fancy manner by Meng Chuan last time, he went home and found a teacher to diligently practice a body technique called "Forest-penetrating Step".
His Qi and Blood Value also improved from 1.12 to 1.35, and with his skills now perfected, he headed to the dojo for revenge.
Recently, he noticed at school that Meng Chuan has started practicing other fist skills.
As the person most familiar with Meng Chuan, aside from his family, Wang Yue knew that if he didn't redeem himself now, he might never get another chance.
Wang Yue stood firm, cupped his hands towards a student practicing on the ring in the middle of the training ground and said:
"Ladies and gentlemen, could you make some space for me?"
Meng Chuan immediately understood his intentions and could only look at him with a sad gaze—not realizing that a pitiful barrier already existed between them.
Wang Yue seemed provoked by Meng Chuan's gaze, leaping up like a plump orange cat bristling with anger:
"Brother Chuan, what kind of look is that! You look down on people, don't you? This time, I'll show you the power of my Tiger Form Boxing from the Elephant Form Sect."
Everyone stopped what they were doing and crowded around to watch, because who doesn't love a good spectacle during the tedious training?
"Hey, why are these two fighting again?"
"That chubby guy wasn't satisfied last time when he lost, so he wants to seek revenge."
"Who do you think will win this time?"
"It's hard to say. The chubby guy wouldn't willingly seek torture unless he was sick, but the Hall Master has praised Meng Chuan's punching skills before, so it's hard to tell."
"What do you know? I'd say the chubby guy will win this time. Strength triumphs over technique, so the Child's Fist reaches its ceiling. Plus, your Brother Luo claims he's already hit the ceiling,
and since the chubby guy seems so confident, he probably has mastered a new martial art, and his Qi and Blood have likely increased a lot."
The crowd nodded in agreement:
"Makes sense, truly worthy of Brother Le's analysis, sharp and clear."
Le Ping cupped his hands towards the crowd and said:
"Just my humble opinion, let's see how the fight goes."
In the middle of the training ground, Wang Yue didn't waste time like last time.
He raised both hands to his chest, bent his arms to exert force in a tiger claw pose, his eyes glaring like a tiger's, firmly staring at Meng Chuan while growling softly.
This is the starting move of "Fierce Tiger Fist," the Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain style.
"Now this looks a bit better, but unfortunately, it's useless."
Meng Chuan felt relieved to see Wang Yue's change. Unexpectedly, a lesson from last time resulted in such significant improvement.
If beating him up each time can ignite Wang Yue's fighting spirit, then Meng Chuan wouldn't mind the trouble, punching him daily to help his growth is a convenient task.
"I'm going now, Wang Yue, be careful."
Wang Yue was confident about his newly learned "Forest-penetrating Step," planning to use it to toy with his opponent first:
"Bring it on, you should watch out instead."
"After practicing for so long, it's time to test Cannon Fist's combat effectiveness, but I can't use Ming Strength, it's too lethal. If I lose control, the chubby guy would really suffer."
But Wang Yue wanted Meng Chuan to attack first, and Meng Chuan didn't hesitate, wanting to finish quickly to catch breakfast.
Though he hadn't learned any body technique martial arts, with strong Qi and Blood aid, Meng Chuan's speed was still fast enough to invade Wang Yue's space in an instant.
Without giving Wang Yue a chance to react, Meng Chuan rooted his legs to the ground like a cannon mount, lifted his hand to punch without accumulating force.
"Bang bang"! Two muffled punch sounds exploded, like the rough sound of fireworks during New Year, this is the double blast state of Cannon Fist, once achieved, it indicates proficiency is near.
This is different from the crisp sound of Ming Strength hitting, and combining Cannon Fist and Ming Strength would be too powerful; Meng Chuan worried the chubby guy couldn't take it.
Wang Yue was still secretly gathering strength to unleash "Forest-penetrating Step," but hadn't reacted when the heavy punch hit him.
"Damn, I quit, it hurts too much!"
Meng Chuan hadn't aimed at vital points, but Wang Yue still jumped in pain, feeling as if hit by a cannonball, the powerful impact instantly dispelled his tiger form aura.
He still underestimated his own strength, surprised Wang Yue couldn't even take a move.
"No worries, Wang Yue, I only hit your fat, so it won't hurt for long, just bear with it."
The other students watching were a bit stunned, the fight ended before they even realized.
This chubby man had such momentum, yet couldn't take two punches? Like a candle wick, huh?
Someone asked:
"Brother Le, what was your analysis just now?"
Hearing his name called, Le Ping felt embarrassed, lowering his head with a wry smile and said:
"Didn't I say it was just my humble opinion, turned out my judgment was off."
Meanwhile, Wang Yue lay on the ground clutching his belly for a long time, finally feeling better since Meng Chuan didn't use Ming Strength.
"Damn, what's going on, did you take drugs or something, so powerful?"
"I've gained some insight recently, and my strength improved a bit."
Wang Yue genuinely felt bad now, his lofty ambitions shattered, his new body technique wasn't even showcased before he was defeated.
"Brother Chuan, I'm really convinced now, from now on I'll stick with you wholeheartedly."
Meng Chuan helped Wang Yue rub the stricken area, patting his shoulder in comfort:
"We're buddies, no need to talk about allegiance, one defeat isn't a big deal, just practice more afterwards."
"Will practicing more let me beat you?"
Meng Chuan thought for a moment and replied:
"Don't compare with others, compare with your past self."
"Damn!"
Wang Yue raised his middle finger high in respect.
In the dining hall, the two of them resumed their usual camaraderie, sitting together for breakfast.
"Chubby, I've always wondered, you're practicing Elephant Form Boxing, why come to Infinite Martial Arts Dojo to train?"
Infinite Martial Arts Dojo is a typical Xingyi Sect dojo, teaching Xingyi Boxing, and among the students, Wang Yue is the only one practicing Elephant Form Boxing.
Wang Yue swallowed his food and casually replied:
"Arranged by my dad, the Grandmasters are elusive, below Martial Arts Grandmasters, he says Hall Master Luo is the most skilled Martial Arts Master in all of Yong'an."
"If the Hall Master could accept me as a disciple, I'd switch sides in an instant."
"But I still prefer Elephant Form, especially Tiger Form, too impressive."
Meng Chuan nodded without saying more, everyone has their own plans.
After the meal, Meng Chuan measured his Qi and Blood, finding he indeed broke through the first Qi and Blood Gate, far exceeding the entry standard, nearing the second breakthrough.
Qi and Blood Value 0.98→1.88
In less than a week, nearly doubling in terrifying increase.
"Keep working hard, once Cannon Fist reaches proficiency, I'll be able to break through the second Qi and Blood Gate."
Meng Chuan already decided, apart from basic Pile Skill, he'll focus on increasing Qi and Blood, as he's far behind in this aspect and needs to catch up quickly.