Chapter 1265 - 730: Cultivating the Mind to Overcome Calamity, The Heavenly Master Treads the Clouds to Explore the Mysteries!_2

Chapter 1265: Chapter 730: Cultivating the Mind to Overcome Calamity, The Heavenly Master Treads the Clouds to Explore the Mysteries!_2

"I’m not undefeated forever. Previously defeated by Liao Huo, I’ve fought back since then.

Even if I lose to this alien dragon next, or even tomorrow to Chen Zhiming, I will surely regain my ground in the future."

In this aspect, Meng Chuan remained very confident...

"Bang bang."

There was a knock on the door outside, and Meng Chuan immediately sat up from the bed.

"Who?"

The question was asked out of habit.

In fact, Meng Chuan’s perception slightly penetrated the shielding wall by an inch and had already discerned who came.

Bald, monk robe, looks quite strong...

His expression was slightly strange. Talk about Cao Cao, and Cao Cao appears...

"Meng... Senior Brother, the humble monk Liao Huo, may I come in to meet?"

"...Junior Brother, come in."

...

"Liao Huo?"

Meng Chuan looked at the monk, asked but made no movement of "please sit."

Sit, my ass. Although he let go of grievances, being broad-minded, he’s not that magnanimous...

Liao Huo didn’t mind, anyway, he had thoroughly decided to shamelessly come here, Meng Chuan letting him in was fine.

With hands clasped, Liao Huo said seriously:

"The humble monk’s battle with Chen Zhiming, you should have watched the replay, but some key points cannot be seen without being there and fighting with all one’s might."

"Oh?"

Meng Chuan gave Liao Huo a peculiar look.

"Sit down, let’s talk while seated."

He’s here to pass on his experience.

Although he didn’t know Liao Huo’s purpose or what went wrong with his mind, one doesn’t hit a smiling face.

Meng Chuan beckoned with one hand, and the refrigerator door opened.

Two cans of iced cola snapped open and landed in front of him and Liao Huo. Then his perception adjusted, and the wall projection screen switched to the battle between the other party and Chen Zhiming.

Liao Huo didn’t hesitate, drank in one gulp, then looked at him and said:

"Chen Zhiming’s methods are quite varied. In the battle against me, my offensive rhythm interrupted him, and he didn’t use any brilliant swordsmanship, but as far as I know, there are at least four.

Besides, in one-on-one hand-to-hand combat, with True Gang clashing, I could clearly sense Chen Zhiming’s signature method—[Jade Chen Slaughter Clear Gang] and its capabilities, among other things. Listen as I tell you one by one."

After speaking, seeing Meng Chuan’s still puzzled expression, he squeezed out a faint smile and said:

"You’re also considered a... Shaolin disciple. Defeating Chen Zhiming and even winning the championship will bring glory to the temple."

Meng Chuan was taken aback, then sighed:

"Liao Huo, junior brother... thoughtful as ever!"

"..."

Liao Huo remained silent, and took out a knife from his robe.

He demonstrated and explained, one by one, along with the video content...

Junior brother is junior brother, let’s pretend we didn’t hear...

The combat setting wasn’t practical; he slowly showcased the techniques, annotating and explaining them.

Though the form wasn’t visible, the intention was clear, as Meng Chuan nodded along.

Liao Huo was, after all, the youngest Grandmaster of Shaolin Temple, highly talented, truly a Martial Arts prodigy.

Moreover, before coming, Liao Huo had rehearsed several times in his mind, confident before proceeding, to avoid being laughed at.

Liao Huo mimicked Chen Zhiming’s attack with a slow knife motion, explaining in detail, while Meng Chuan entered a learning mode and blocked continuously with focused attention.

"Chen Zhiming’s True Gang, amidst the Divine Skill practice emerging Spiritual Treasure nuances, is varied, adept at borrowing, aiding, and most importantly, extremely sharp, almost becoming the most lethal True Gang of the Daoist sects. Your True Qi cannot match it!"

Liao Huo’s expression was solemn, infecting Meng Chuan.

He nodded slightly, realizing deeply the extraordinary power of this True Gang.

"Almost like evil aura?"

After digesting these words, Meng Chuan was intrigued and asked:

"Evil aura?"

Liao Huo nodded, continuing his demonstration and earnestly explaining.

Gradually, the two fell into this training atmosphere.

Immersed in it, Meng Chuan’s impression of Liao Huo also changed.

Because the other was similar to him, a "devotee" who poured his whole being into Martial Arts.

Devoted he might be, but Meng Chuan was somehow different from him, clearly different.

"Even for the sake of Martial Arts, I wouldn’t resort to unscrupulous means..."

Back at Shaolin, he understood Liao Huo’s purpose later.

Blatant unscrupulous conduct, swooning over the name of Iron Body, wanting to share his fortune.

But he ultimately guarded his fortune, and with [Rainbow Light Radiance Body], was reborn.

As for today’s Elephant Lord, it doesn’t even qualify to trigger this trait...

"This is Chen Zhiming’s technique of channeling energy into swords, known as [Fist Intent]."

Liao Huo withdrew his Elephant Lord, used his hand as a knife, waved in the air, golden rays densely appeared in the room. He simulated while explaining the key points.

"...

Regarding the manipulation of energy, I don’t think he’s your match on this point. Your Fist Intent... is quite peculiar. Frankly, even as a humble monk I couldn’t fully comprehend it. Maybe, when faced with that cyan-white True Gang, if you can’t evade, you might attempt to counter with Fist Intent."

Liao Huo was puzzled in his heart.

Within the Intention’s realm, Meng Chuan’s Big Halberd gathered Fist Intent, attacking with terrifying power, making his defense feel like paper.

How Meng Chuan achieved this, he dared not inquire.

Today’s purpose was to dispel past grievances, Liao Huo dared not be greedy.

Meng Chuan nodded, thanked him, and the two continued to talk and practice. With Liao Huo’s help, he now understood Chen Zhiming better.

At the same time, he noticed Liao Huo’s slight interest in [True Martial Fist Intent] but was coyly embarrassed to express it.

So he wouldn’t say either...

Why bother giving it away? Besides, Liao Huo coveted his fortune first; though he now showed visible repentance.

But it’s still not enough.

"However... a powerful Martial Arts Will, human’s ceiling comprehension, Liao Huo truly makes the perfect test subject for True Martial’s imparting..."