Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 166 - 147: Temporarily Stabilizing a Crisis! Beating Limit-Breaking!

Chapter 166: Chapter 147: Temporarily Stabilizing a Crisis! Beating Limit-Breaking!

"Ladle out to stop the boil!"

"Qi-Blood limits!"

"This is bad!"

Wang Kuan and Jian Rong kept their eyes on Yan Chuan. They saw Yan Chuan abruptly shift from stillness to motion, abandoning his pen and transitioning suddenly from a standing posture to a martial arts stance—

Split, Collapse, Drill, Cannon, Cross!

This is the ’Five Elements Boxing’!

Dragon, Tiger, Monkey, Horse, Chicken, Kite, Swallow, Snake, Alligator, Goat, Eagle, Bear!

This is the ’Twelve Forms’!

Repeating the Five Elements Boxing!

Moving seamlessly through the Twelve Forms!

In the study, Yan Chuan was moving energetically, his entire Qi-blood flowing with his fists and feet, emitted with his movements, then recalled back.

Outsiders couldn’t understand!

But Wang Kuan and Jian Rong saw clearly—

What Yan Chuan was doing was akin to scooping out boiling water from a pot and pouring it back to cool it down and stop it from boiling over.

Ladle out to stop the boil!

This was consuming Qi-blood, delaying the approach of its limits.

Clearly, Yan Chuan realized that reaching the Qi-blood limit at this point was absolutely not a good time, not a good thing, but a disaster.

But—

"Ladle out to stop the boil!"

"Treating the symptom, not the root!"

This didn’t fundamentally solve Yan Chuan’s current problem at all.

His Qi-blood had reached its limit, spurred by his Essence and Energy, growing unstoppably, like a wild horse off the reins, impossible to halt simply by his will.

"This won’t work!"

Jian Rong and Wang Kuan exchanged a glance: "Let’s go!"

Bam!

The two of them broke through the window and attacked Yan Chuan together.

"Good timing!"

With his Qi-blood boiling, Yan Chuan needed to vent. Seeing Jian Rong and Wang Kuan coming, he laughed loudly and charged at them—

Advance step, Inch step, Turn step, Quick step, Flying step!

Fast hand, Entangling hand, Wild hand, Grabbing hand, Breaking hand!

Bam Bam Bam!

Yan Chuan launched an aggressive assault, his moves unpredictable and catching them off guard, fighting two opponents and yet pushing Jian Rong and Wang Kuan into a continuous retreat—

"Break!"

Yan Chuan’s two hands formed yin and yang, finding the gap, he struck fiercely—

Tiger Step!

Cannon Fist!

Boom!

Both Jian Rong and Wang Kuan were simultaneously struck in the chest by Yan Chuan, smashing them through the doors and out the room.

Outside the study.

Yu Jinpeng and others were watching over Yan Chuan, but they never expected that Wang Kuan and Jian Rong, who were supposed to be guarding with them, the two limit-breaking level experts, would suddenly burst in, starting a fight with Yan Chuan.

"Master!"

"Two old scoundrels!"

Yu Jinpeng was concerned about Yan Chuan.

Wei Quan burst out cursing.

The disciples were about to step in to help, but Yan Chuan shouted, "These two elders are testing my punches, all of you fall back, and watch carefully!"

While his Qi-blood was urgent, Yan Chuan’s mind remained clear.

He called everyone off—

Tap Tap Tap!

Rapid advancing steps, continuing the fight!

Slow hand, Fast hand, Entangling hand, Wild hand, Feeding hand, Guarding hand, Grabbing hand, Breaking hand, Flashing hand, Transformation hand, Turning hand, Yin Yang hand, One hand guarding two hands!

Both hands, crafting the art of combat!

Striking so that Jian Rong and Wang Kuan couldn’t retaliate.

"Watch closely!"

"This is ’Tearing Paws’, also known as ’Rubbing Hands’!"

"’Dotting and transforming without allowing a strike’, this is the Tearing Paws technique!"

"’Hooking and sweeping suggests a kick’, this is the Tearing Paws leg technique!"

"’Elbow twining with arm rubbing’, this is the Tearing Paws close combat technique!"

"Treading the central gate to seize position, leaning close in attack!"

Bam Bam Bam!

Yan Chuan closed in, squeezing between Wang Kuan and Jian Rong, fighting one against two, yet constantly seizing the center, attacking them straight down the middle.

"Hands like two gates, all relying on the legs for victory!"

Two hands acted like doors, suppressing, cornering, guarding against them.

Suddenly kicking the lower body with one pair of legs, this was—

"Attack when unprepared, strike unexpectedly!"

...

Bam Bam Bam!

Yan Chuan was fighting fiercely!

His Qi-blood was raging wildly, growing limitlessly, rushing towards the extreme. Each punch and kick followed by Inner Strength, supported by Inner Energy, along with enveloping Qi-blood, then added the inherent power of sinew, bone, skin, and membrane, the four-tier might of punches and kicks, every force different.

Sometimes with obvious force of Ming Energy!

Sometimes with hidden and sinister Dark Force!

Sometimes with smooth and harmonious Transformation Energy!

Wang Kuan and Jian Rong, in contact with his fists and feet, couldn’t comprehend Yan Chuan’s pattern, caught off guard by the heavy relentless force.

Yan Chuan relentlessly took advantage, having just gained mastery of ’Xingyi Boxing’, he was in high spirits, launching aggressive attacks—

"Guard the outer five elements with your hands, shield the inner five organs with your elbows!"

"Learn to be struck before striking, learn to guard before attacking!"

"Building up and descending, up and down, left and right, forward pulling and backward flowing, dare to swallow and know to transform, do not withdraw your hand without gain, gather and follow up with attack."

"High jumps, low pressure, flat sweeps, going with natural changes!"

"The key is finding openings in the opponent, striking at the chance, mutually swallowing and transforming—"

"Like now!"

"Yin Yang Hand!"

"Cross Fist!!"

"Drilling Fist!!!"

Yan Chuan’s aura shifted, his fists drilling forth, like launching objects into the sky with Sky-drilling Formation—

Splash!

Waves surging!

Drilling fist like water, force like water, water shapeless, drilling fists pierce with pain!

Drilling fist, drilling force!

Mixed Element Skill force!

With two-tier force added—

Pain Pain Pain!

...

"Good punches!"

Jian Rong massaged her chest, enjoying the moment.

Being recklessly attacked by Yan Chuan, she found herself unable to strike back, possessing the capabilities of limit-breaking, possessing muscle training, yet caught off guard, unable to exert it.

Yan Chuan too fast!

Yan Chuan too fierce!

’Tearing Paws’ turns to ’Cannon Fist’!

’Tearing Paws’ turns to ’Drilling Fist’!

Too smooth!

Too exquisite!

It seems to incorporate all the fists of the world, yet also like it can break and suppress all the boxings of the world, too strange!

This is different from ’Flowers Mistake Fist’, ’Flowers Mistake Fist’ is chaotic, but still can discern the foundation and style of the Hundred Schools Boxing.

But the boxing Yan Chuan displayed at this moment was completely one with no visible traces left.

"Good punches!"

Wang Kuan also enjoyed it.

He had seen the boxing manual written by Yan Chuan, most of which he couldn’t understand, it gave him a headache, but now watching Yan Chuan perform it, with explanations included, he gained much insight and understanding.

He enjoyed it!

He was delighted!

"Come!"

"Continue!"

So he didn’t retreat or adjust, continuing to engage with Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan also continued, this was just the beginning!

Fight!

Fight again!

On the scene.

The three engaged in intense battle.

The commotion drew more people—

Duan Jiu, Zhou Bin, Luo Yi, Luo Bing, ...

Among them were experts already joining the ’Hundred Flower Palace’, as well as martial arts experts still observing.

The crowd gathered.

Seeing the scene, everyone was astonished—

"Why are the three of them fighting?"

"Yan Chuan was in closed door cultivation for three days, what did he do?"

"Wang Kuan! Jian Rong! Those academy dogs, truly treacherous! Just a few days ago they received guidance from the Palace Master, and now in just three days, they show their true colors, attempting to kill!"

...

Some were incredulous!

Some cursed angrily!

Most present were old school experts, who always held a hostile attitude towards academies and the new faction. Previously, Wang Kuan and Jian Rong were low-key, rarely appearing in public, with little interaction, so people couldn’t say much.

At this moment seeing the two of them besieging Yan Chuan, many misunderstood and cursed with open mouth.

"Luckily!"

"Luckily!"

Wei Quan felt relieved.

This was right!

Unexpectedly seeing such a scene, even outsiders were cursing Wang Kuan and Jian Rong. As a disciple concerned and worried about his master, cursing them a few times for his master seemed perfectly natural, right?

"Hopefully, Master and these two elders can understand afterward, and won’t blame me."

After all—

Forgiving the multitude!

Excusably so!

Wei Quan secretly prayed.

All his thoughts were on how he had insulted Wang Kuan and Jian Rong earlier and didn’t focus on watching Yan Chuan’s punching or listening to Yan Chuan’s explanations.

But Yu Jinpeng, Jin Yutang, Che Qi were different. They knew their Master had been in closed door cultivation for three days and must have made great gains. Now, relying solely on fists, he could suppress Wang Kuan and Jian Rong, showing immense progress.

Such explanations must be rare secrets.

Not a moment of distraction!

Not only them!

Even Zhong Hui, Su Ye, Peng Quan, Huang Geng were all intently watching and listening—

A person’s name casts a shadow!

In recent days, roughly since Huo Zhen, many who received guidance from him made tremendous progress, several making breakthroughs, including a mysterious expert at ’Qi-Blood Smoke’ level making a significant breakthrough three days ago under his guidance.

Because of this.

Of course, they concentrated.

And on the battlefield, Yan Chuan entered a strange state, his Qi-blood erupting and growing continuously, yet his sinew, bone, skin, and membrane could hardly contain it, almost as if about to burst.

This was a critical moment.

One more step, certain death!

But facing life and death, Yan Chuan’s Qi-blood blazed, while his mind was incredibly sharp—

"Three Body Formation!"

"Five Elements Boxing!"

"Twelve Forms!"

The mysteries of ’Xingyi Boxing’ flowed in his mind, initially, his ’Xingyi Boxing’, his ’Tearing Paws’, even other shadows of boxing—

Such as the most deeply influenced ’Cheng Family Boxing’.

Also including the Guangling Academy’s Eighteen Families of Widespread Boxing.

And the Taikang Academy’s Eight Gates Secret Martial Fist Techniques.

Practiced deeply!

Deep into boxing mastery!

Especially the ’Cheng Family Boxing’, every move would unconsciously lean and tend that way.

However, as Yan Chuan continued, his understanding and mastery of ’Xingyi Boxing’ deepened and increased in skill, the chaotic boxing from various schools he learned gradually became clear and integrated.

More and more coherent!

More and more coordinated!

More unified!

From an outsider’s view—

Mistake Mistake Mistake!

Chaos Chaos Chaos!

Mixture Mixture Mixture!

Incomprehensible, incomprehensible!

Because they had never seen such boxing, such form before.

But Yan Chuan was different.

He had a manual, he had the Xingyi Boxing Manual, he had a plan, a system. Under this guidance, he wasn’t wrong, wasn’t chaotic, wasn’t mixed. On the contrary, he was correct, he was in order, he was pure.

No matter what boxing, ultimately, Yan Chuan would return to the ’Twelve Forms’, would return to the ’Five Elements Boxing’, and as for the ’Three Body Formation’, it ran through his practice, never leaving a moment.

This is called ’All changes do not leave the Three Body Formation’!

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"When using Splitting Fist, don’t look, both feet on one line. Front hand strikes and back hand follows, elbow down and rib rub to hit center. Front foot advances and back foot pushes, only then the rise and fall, drill and flip are accomplished!"

The Splitting Fist of Five Elements Boxing!

Splitting Fist often seen!

But Yan Chuan’s ’Splitting Fist’ was evidently different from the norm.

As opponents, Wang Kuan and Jian Rong felt it the most, realizing that Yan Chuan’s ’Splitting Fist’ not only contained the downward splitting force, but also the ’knife-cutting force’ forward and ’tugging force’ backward.

Splitting force solid!

Knife cut hurts!

Tugging force ruthless!

This Splitting Fist was fearsomely powerful.

Wang Kuan, with accomplished muscle training, and thoroughly trained arms, even felt a faint ache under Yan Chuan’s blows.

Jian Rong specialized in muscle training, her right leg strong and powerful, but under Yan Chuan’s continuous Splitting Fist, one leg struggled to support, forced into evasive maneuvers and entanglements.

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