"Everyone, be serious. Xiaomeng, right? I can answer this question. ’National Obligation Boxing’ strictly speaking, indeed belongs to Xingyi Boxing. The techniques within it encompass the Daoist Five Elements concept of the Fire Attribute in Xingyi Boxing."
Meng Chuan nodded thoughtfully, focusing his mind. The panel in front of his eyes showed the last 1% progress remaining to break the limit. Could it be due to the Pile Skill?
[Martial Arts Limit Breaking Panel]
[National Obligation Basic Boxing: Perfection (99%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]
[Limit Breaking Trait: One Proof Eternal Proof (Super)]
Seeing that Meng Chuan had no more questions, Liu Ru continued:
"...Don’t focus on external things, concentrate on your own body, always sensing its state, that is the essence of internal focus. Alright, these words are actually not hard to understand. Follow me in doing the actions, I’ll keep repeating them during the process, and you should gain a deep understanding."
After Liu Ru finished speaking, she began to repeat her explanation while demonstrating. Meng Chuan followed her movements and started practicing the posture.
Due to Meng Chuan’s earlier question, Liu Ru kept an eye on his actions. Seeing that he was following well, she praised:
"Not bad, this is the introductory technique for the Three Talents Posture. Remember to come to me for a diagram later, practice more when you get home. I believe you’ll master it soon."
Meng Chuan responded with a shy smile, following Liu Ru’s practice a few more times. After memorizing the movements, he found a more spacious area to practice alone.
"Combine the virtual and the real, let movement and stillness be natural, keep the breathing even, find strength within the posture..."
He practiced for a long time but still didn’t master it, and the panel still hadn’t logged [Taiyi Three Talents Posture].
Meng Chuan didn’t get discouraged, taking it step by step, knowing that what he deserves will come sooner or later.
He sat down to rest a bit, suddenly thinking about integrating the Three Talents Posture into the ’National Obligation Boxing’?
Meng Chuan acted on his thoughts, trying it out, but the results were less than satisfactory.
His footwork couldn’t keep up with the rhythm of the posture, almost tripping himself, but his hand techniques were executed with flair.
After all, he’s been practicing National Obligation Boxing for over ten years. It’s practically ingrained in his DNA.
Liu Ru wandered around the training ground, assisting students who needed help. Walking up to Meng Chuan, she saw him practicing both boxing and the posture, and remarked with a frown:
"Practicing both the fist skill and pile skill together is indeed optimal, but you’re rushing it, Xiaomeng. You haven’t mastered the basics of the posture yet, how can you harmonize it with the boxing techniques? I think you need to first master the Three Talents Posture, then try to combine the two in practice."
Meng Chuan nodded to show he understood. He knew this principle, but with the breakthrough so close, he couldn’t help feeling impatient.
Liu Ru, not wanting to dampen his enthusiasm, reassured him:
"I looked at your student record; you and I both have average roots. I grasped it in three days. Seeing your posture technique today, practice diligently, and I believe you can achieve it as well."
By noon, Meng Chuan did not expect that the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo provided meals.
There were high-protein foods like beef, fish, and shrimp for all meals, though he missed breakfast.
After lunch, Meng Chuan felt revitalized and, skipping his lunch break, returned to the training ground to practice the posture, aiming to grasp [Three Talents Posture] as soon as possible.
Time quietly passed amidst the sweat, and dusk approached.
"Brother Chuan, Mengya and I are leaving first. When you’ve practiced enough, go home early too."
Wang Yue was eager to leave but had to stay with Qin Mengya and tried to find enjoyment in that.
"Bye-bye Brother Chuan, we’re heading off first."
Qin Mengya waved goodbye to Meng Chuan. She appreciated his hard work and started believing in Wang Yue’s words more.
"I have a keen eye for people, and I believe my brother Meng Chuan will become a Martial Arts Family in the future!"
Other students gradually left, and Liu Ru’s work shift ended as well.
After a while, Meng Chuan prepared to leave. Before departing, he decided to practice ’National Obligation Boxing’ a few more times to get a feel for it.
It was Saturday, and many members attended the class. After finishing the last lesson, Luo Guanyun stepped out to catch his breath and prepare to close the dojo.
Seeing that it was so late with even the instructors gone, he wondered who was still training?
Approaching closer, he noticed it was the new student he had locked eyes with in the morning.
Immersed in his punching practice, Meng Chuan was oblivious to the presence of someone behind him, both his mind and body fully engaged.
"Youngster, it’s unsafe in the dark. Leave early and come back to train tomorrow."
"You can leave after finishing; no need to lock the door."
Luo Guanyun didn’t look at Meng Chuan closely and left after casually saying a word.
There were cameras in the dojo, and no one would dare to cause trouble. [Qianyuan Thunder Strike] wasn’t just a self-proclaimed title but one Luo Guanyun earned through his mastery of Thunder True Skill!
After finishing his practice, Meng Chuan realized he was the only one left in the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo, so he turned off the lights and left as instructed by Luo Guanyun.
As he walked, he thought to himself:
"The martial arts dojo my uncle signed me up for is worth it. At school, they only start teaching the pile skill after specialization in the second year."
According to his current guess, the last 1% progress is hidden in the pile skill, and learning it now saves him a year of time.
At home, Xue Na was chatting with her husband, Meng Yongzhi, while digesting their meal on the sofa.
Meng Chuan had called at noon to inform them that the dojo provided meals and he would eat there before coming home.
"Call Chuan again to see where he is now."
"I just called. He said he’s almost home. Why are you so anxious?"
Meng Yongzhi explained, "It’s not that I’m anxious. Recently, there might be something happening in the city. I’m worried it’ll be unsafe for the kid to be out too late."
"What’s happening? The news didn’t mention anything unsafe. Is it something internal in your department...?"
"Don’t overthink it. Last night I had a meeting all night; the leadership didn’t tell us explicitly, but I gathered as much from what was said between the lines."
"Don’t go around spreading rumors or you’ll be labeled as disturbing the peace. When Chuan gets home, remind him again. Only our family needs to know."
Xue Na rolled her eyes at her husband.
"Am I that kind of person? Do I need you to remind me? You also shouldn’t roam around after work; come home early."
Just then, Meng Chuan pushed the door open and came in.
"You’re back, Chuan. Don’t train too late next time; come home early. It’s not safe outside these days."
Meng Chuan knew his uncle worked at the police station, and after he didn’t return home the previous night, something was clearly up.
"Got it, Uncle. I’ll definitely come home earlier next time."
Meng Chuan didn’t inquire further, knowing he was just a student. What would knowing do? It’s best to just listen to his uncle.
"It’s not just next time; for now, always come home early. Come sit and tell us how it went at the dojo today. Did you gain anything?"
Meng Yongzhi invited Meng Chuan to sit and offered him some water.