Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 93 - 84 Who Else Is There?! 【Extra update for the first 2200 subscriptions, 4000-word mega - !】_2
Chapter 93: Chapter 84 Who Else Is There?! 【Extra update for the first 2200 subscriptions, 4000-word mega Chapter!】_2
"Competing in fists and feet, I will most likely lose."
Meng Nan admitted.
But this is limited to ’fists and feet’!
"Yan Chuan’s fists and feet are formidable, but with weapons, that’s not necessarily the case."
"Let’s wait and see!"
"In the next few days, surely someone will challenge him again, and his weapon skills will be exposed sooner or later!"
Meng Nan was able to remain calm.
He now regarded Yan Chuan as a true rival on the ’Grandmaster Path,’ certainly ranking in the top three. Such a person must be meticulously observed, observed, and observed again until his fists, feet, weapons—everything—are thoroughly understood before making any move to ensure a stable victory.
As for now—
"Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist."
"Guangling Shadowless Kick."
"Divine Movement Transformation."
"For now, Yan Chuan has only demonstrated his fists and feet skills."
"Not enough!"
"I need to see more!"
Meng Nan said, striding back to the academy, shutting himself in to contemplate. He wanted to dissect and analyze Yan Chuan’s moves while they were still vivid in his memory, seeking weaknesses and ways to counter them.
Studying the opponent!
Meng Nan was professional at this!
...
Not everyone was as cautious as Meng Nan.
In fact.
As Yan Chuan made a name for himself at the Martial Arts Competition, winning repeatedly, far from intimidating the experts, more experts came forward in the following days, openly challenging Yan Chuan by name.
Among them were experts on the level of ’Seven Marvels,’ ’Seven Killings,’ and ’Seven Emotions,’ each with strengths comparable to Li Jianhua, Xiang Yue, Zhang Ying, and Teng Siqian. Without actual combat, it was hard to differentiate their levels.
However, they all fell to Yan Chuan.
No matter how the battle proceeded before, once the ’Shadowless Kick’ was unleashed, Yan Chuan won effortlessly.
In these days.
He truly achieved—
One brilliant move, a path to victory everywhere!
It’s unclear whether Yan Chuan heightened the fame of the ’Shadowless Kick,’ or the ’Shadowless Kick’ boosted Yan Chuan’s renown.
In any case—
...
"Guangling Shadowless Kick!"
"’Shadowless Kick’ Yan Chuan!"
"In just a few days, the master has truly taken the spotlight, and last night when I went out, along the way, people were talking about the master everywhere, in the streets, in shops, and even in family courtyards, all marveling at his prowess!"
On the ninth day of the Martial Arts Competition, Wei Quan was in the inner field, enthusiastically chatting with Che Qi, Jin Yutang, and others.
To verify the master’s level of fame, he had even sneaked around eavesdropping the previous night.
It was evident.
’Shadowless Kick’ Yan Chuan was nearly a household name.
"Did you really need to eavesdrop for that?"
Jin Yutang, looking at the master on the platform, shook his head and said, "Count the experts emerging in this Martial Arts Competition in recent days—Seven Marvels, Seven Emotions, Seven Killings, Five Extremes—almost all are from Guangling Academy. As for the Old School? Only our master stands! Master almost single-handedly bears the flag of the Old School, pressuring the prodigies of Guangling Academy so much that they can’t breathe, winning victory after victory. ’Shadowless Kick’ still hasn’t been broken; apart from Teng Siqian and Zhang Ying disregarding martial ethics by jointly ambushing the master in previous days, no one since has even forced out the master’s ’Divine Movement Transformation’!"
One person supporting the entire Old School!
One person suppressing the New Faction!
Is it any wonder Yan Chuan’s fame is immense?
Not to mention, the ’Shadowless Kick’ is so graceful and captivating that even men like them find it mesmerizing, let alone others?
Jin Yutang spoke eloquently.
Wei Quan was brimming with pride.
Beside them.
Che Qi also felt proud.
He belonged to the silent type, and ever since the early October battle at the Advanced Study Hall where he received guidance from Yan Chuan and revealed his talent for leg techniques, aside from training in the horse stance and other pile skills, Yan Chuan occasionally let him practice other pile skills, but they all focused on training the lower body. As for actual leg techniques and formal encounter strategies, Yan Chuan hasn’t taught him yet.
Che Qi patiently waited.
Until the Martial Arts Competition began.
Finally.
With the arrival of winter, his time to shine came.
During the Martial Arts Competition, Yan Chuan guided Wei Quan, Jin Yutang, and Yu Jinpeng through real combat during the day, and he also guided Che Qi.
For nine consecutive days.
Che Qi participated in nine matches, each victory surpassing the last, improving his leg technique day by day, leaving him ecstatic and filled with gratitude.
Hence.
Listening to Wei Quan and Jin Yutang talk about Yan Chuan, he listened quietly, looking at Yan Chuan on the platform with eyes full of admiration.
...
"Body aligns with heart, heart aligns with intent, intent aligns with energy, energy aligns with spirit, spirit aligns with action, action aligns with emptiness!"
"This is the ’Six Harmonies.’
"Eight Techniques as application."
"Six Harmonies as the body."
"Jinpeng, ’Six Harmonies’ is something you need to study and research for a lifetime."
"The ’Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist’ emphasizes ’using intent, not force,’ requiring heart, intent, spirit, and energy to integrate with the movements of the body, such that one move initiates all, and when still, nothing is truly still. This ’movement’ must be ’seemingly moving but not moving,’ which is essentially the key to the ’Six Harmonies’"
...
On the platform.
Yu Jinpeng was fighting on behalf of his master, with Yan Chuan teaching from the sidelines.
Scenes like these had occurred countless times in recent days. Yan Chuan took the stage, interested only in experts on the level of Li Jianhua, Xiang Yue, and Teng Siqian. Those less skilled yet eager to challenge Yan Chuan were left to Wei Quan, Jin Yutang, Che Qi, and Yu Jinpeng to handle, from bottom to top.
For those able to face Yu Jinpeng, they could be considered skilled contestants.
In the Guangling Academy, they might barely manage to join the tier of ’Seven Marvels,’ ’Seven Emotions,’ ’Seven Killings,’ perhaps not the society leader, but close to that level.
Yet under Yan Chuan’s guidance, Yu Jinpeng was more than enough to handle them.
Some victories, some defeats!
His understanding of boxing grew day by day, winning and losing were superficial, the real progress was continuous.
At this moment—
"Gang Energy!"
"Soft Force!"
"Sweeping Force with Yin and Yang combined!"
"Good!"
"Beautiful!"
With Yan Chuan’s shout of praise, Yu Jinpeng had already won, further realizing the use of Gang Energy and Soft Force, taking his ability one step higher.
Yu Jinpeng was delighted.
Yan Chuan was also happy for him.
The master-disciple duo engaged in mutual teaching and learning, harmonious and joyful.
These days.
The spectators and even the challengers had long adapted to Yan Chuan’s peculiar nature—
Strong he may be!
But he’s a chatterbox!
Pointing directions, giving pointers, his own disciples receive the most guidance, but he even gives advice to opponents and unrelated people, unable to help himself from speaking!
Some people couldn’t stand it.
But unfortunately, Yan Chuan was strong, and since he didn’t use force, only words, no one could do anything about it, and surely no one could muzzle him? ƒгeewebnovёl.com
But in truth, those who disliked Yan Chuan were the minority. Most of the audience, confused to begin with, found more clarity and excitement from Yan Chuan’s commentary and couldn’t get enough of him.
Add to that a portion of the audience who discovered the knack of Yan Chuan’s martial lecture, these lucky ones were loyal followers, arriving early to catch Yan Chuan’s lectures, immersing themselves in his explanations of various martial arts principles and the subtleties of boxing.
Progress!
Progress!
Day by day, their progress continued without stopping!
Within Yan Chuan’s lectures, they understood more, their martial arts levels improving daily with each match bringing new insights.
Some of them quietly better themselves, silently listening, silently improving, overjoyed inside.
Others, calling friends to share the insight, brought along relatives and friends to listen to ’Shadowless Kick’ lecture on martial arts, gathering benefits to some degree.
Thus.
The platform where Yan Chuan stood attracted more spectators daily, their quality rising, never diminishing.
This resulted—
Yan Chuan’s "Mutual Teaching and Learning" effect improving increasingly, ’feedback’ and ’inspiration’ growing day by day, bringing joy to Yan Chuan himself.
On the ninth day.
After Yu Jinpeng’s further match.
Yan Chuan felt eager to fight, craving a strong opponent.
Perhaps joyful spirits attract favorable events.
Or maybe the heavens favored him.
Yan Chuan’s wish came true; as soon as he thought of it, from below the platform, in the distance, someone with a spear leapt over the ’human wall,’ landed on the stage, holding the spear with cupped fists, declaring—
"Guangling Academy, Witch Fist, Tu Tiannan, here to learn from Master Yan’s esteemed techniques!"
Guangling Ten Outstanding!
Witch Fist Tu Tiannan!
On the ninth day of the Martial Arts Competition, the first prodigy from Guangling Academy finally appeared!
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