Heavenly Ascension Chronicles Chapter 1180: This Body, Not This Spirit - Novel Cool

Chapter 1180: This Body, Not This Spirit

Chapter 1180: This Body, Not This Spirit

With the agreement of both martial arts gyms, the match was conducted under the most traditional rules.

The match was a best-of-five, with the winner being the one who won three rounds. Each round had no time limit, and there was a half-hour break for rest and injury treatment. The venue was confined to the gym, and victory was determined by either knocking out or incapacitating the opponent.

The first two rounds were hand-to-hand combat, the next two involved weapons, and if the match went to a fifth round, the fighters could choose any style of combat.

Shin Yuzhu and Clayton walked onto the stage under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Although neither had experience in formal matches, they had both participated in numerous sparring sessions and exchanges observed by their seniors and peers.

But this time was different.

They were fighting in front of two fighters, and their match could directly influence the future of both dojos. Despite their young age, the weight of responsibility was heavy, and the pressure was palpable.

Although they appeared calm, their walking pace and body movements betrayed their nervousness.

Wenli'er, on the other hand, seemed relaxed. He had prepared extensively and anticipated this situation. He had absolute confidence in his students, and if they couldn't meet expectations, it would only mean they lacked the necessary skills, and there would be no room for complaints.

Chen Chuan, however, was less concerned about the outcome. He had promised to step back and not interfere, but as long as the gym received sufficient funding, it could survive even with a poor reputation.

Of course, considering that Mrs. Luo had entrusted the gym to him, he was willing to maintain its reputation if possible.

Yesterday, he had observed all the students in the gym. Shin Wulang's son, while not the most outstanding, possessed certain qualities that aligned with his requirements. Based on this, he decided to let the young man participate in the match.

After exchanging formal greetings, the two young fighters assumed their stances.

Shin Yuzhu took a traditional Non-Body Style stance, with his center of gravity high, his feet planted firmly, and his body slightly undulating, giving the impression that he could leap across the space and deliver a flying kick at any moment.

One of the key features of the Non-Body Style is that it appears as though the distance is too great, but they can suddenly close the gap and launch a powerful attack, which is often difficult to counter directly.

Clayton, on the other hand, maintained a slightly sideways stance, with his center of gravity low, in a wide lunge, his body leaning forward, and his hands extended forward.

This was a peculiar stance, but it was characteristic of the Migas Combat Art, a fighting technique that combines elements of freestyle and grappling.

Their philosophy is to conserve energy and eliminate any unnecessary movements, aiming to unleash an overwhelming advantage in the shortest time possible to knock out the opponent.

This was in contrast to the Non-Body Style, which emphasizes finding opportunities during the attack, though the philosophy can vary widely depending on the individual's physical attributes and adaptability to the technique.

Both fighters stood facing each other, initially cautious. Shin Yuzhu began to move his feet slowly, initially moving in one direction, then trying to shift to another, and even changing his rhythm.

The Non-Body Style is known for its rhythm changes, but he found that his opponent was extremely patient, and his several probes revealed no weaknesses.

Being young, he grew slightly impatient. In fact, the coaches from the Non-Body Style gym also looked serious, as Shin Yuzhu's approach was flawless, and they might not have done any better. They could only conclude that the young man from the Migas Combat Art gym was very skilled.

The Non-Body Style, after all, requires initiative. The longer the wait, the weaker the momentum, and the less effective the technique would be.

After several fruitless attempts, Shin Yuzhu decided to abandon his probing and launch a strong attack. He moved his feet slightly, entering the attack range, then suddenly shifted his direction and delivered a flying kick toward Clayton.

He had little knowledge of his opponent, but his opponent seemed to understand his attack patterns. Shin Wulang, observing from the side, noticed that Clayton's eyes were fixed on Shin Yuzhu's foot movements. This was not just observation but a confident prediction, and the result was as expected.

A dull thud, followed by a loud bang, and a figure crashed to the ground.

The verdict was almost instantaneous: Shin Yuzhu was the one who fell. His face was flushed, and his chest was hit, likely breaking several ribs. The impact left him paralyzed and unable to move.

Clayton straightened up and bowed to him.

The first round was undoubtedly his victory. In a real fight, he could have killed the defenseless opponent in the next move.

Shin Yuzhu was immediately assisted by medical staff. After a brief treatment, he said to Shin Wulang, somewhat ashamed, "I'm sorry, Father, I've let you down."

Shin Wulang did not reprimand him. "Losing one round is no big deal. Learn from it and find a way to win next time", he said sternly. "There are four more rounds, and you must treat each one as if it's the final round."

"Yes!"

Shin Yuzhu regained some composure. He then thought for a moment and, driven by his inner resolve, approached Chen Chuan in front of the crowd. He bowed and said, "Can I request your guidance, sir?"

Chen Chuan glanced at him, nodding slightly. It was a bold move, and he knew exactly what to do in this situation. This seemingly straightforward young man was far from foolish. He said, "What you did just now was actually quite good.

Your opponent's strike could have snapped your spine and ended the fight. But you managed to twist your body in time and condensed your Mutated Tissue, resulting in only a minor injury. He was prepared, but you weren't. This shows that your foundations and reflexes are better than his; you just lacked the right tactical guidance.

I'll teach you a method."

Wenli'er interjected, "Mr. Chen, I apologize for the interruption, but are you about to teach him a specific tactic? Should I leave?"

"No need", Chen Chuan replied. "I'm just explaining some combat techniques. A Fighter who doesn't practice the Non-Body Style won't find this information useful."

With that, he began to give pointers on the spot.

Wenli'er, hearing that he didn't need to leave, listened attentively. However, he found that the information was quite basic, with only a few minor differences in how the techniques were applied. Without the same Mutated Tissue, even if he learned these techniques, he wouldn't be able to use them effectively. Still, he didn't think what Chen Chuan was saying was meaningless, so he was a bit puzzled. Could these techniques really help his disciple win?

It seemed this question could only be answered in the second match.

As Chen Chuan continued his guidance, he had Shin Yuzhu try out the techniques. After about twenty minutes, he stopped and asked, "Do you understand?"

Shin Yuzhu was still a bit eager for more. What Chen Chuan had taught him were things he had heard before, but something about the order of the instructions, the change in breathing rhythm, or perhaps the connection between different movements, made him feel like he was undergoing a transformation. He was no longer disheartened and was now eager to try out what he had learned.

He responded loudly, "I understand!"

Chen Chuan said, "Then get ready for the second match."

"Yes, sir!"

Shin Yuzhu took a sip of water and walked back onto the mat. For some reason, as he approached, not only his opponent but also the spectators could sense a newfound confidence in him, a stark contrast to his earlier demeanor.

After standing face-to-face with his opponent for a moment, Shin Yuzhu took the initiative to attack. Clayton observed his steps and movements, and decisively launched a counterattack. However, his strike missed, and before he could adjust, he suddenly felt a dark shadow in front of him.

The audience saw a peculiar scene: Clayton's punch hit nothing but air, while Shin Yuzhu's knee struck his face with a crisp crack, sending him flying and landing unconscious.

It was clear to everyone that Clayton had misjudged the situation.

The question was, why had he missed when Shin Yuzhu clearly wasn't coming from that direction?

Wenli'er glanced at his disciple and confirmed that he hadn't been influenced by any mental power. It was indeed a misjudgment. Yet, Shin Yuzhu hadn't shown any significant improvement or more deceptive movements.

He was, after all, a Fighter, and after a moment's thought, he understood where the problem lay.

He looked at Chen Chuan and said, "Mr. Chen, you won this round. I have a question, if I may."

"Go ahead", Chen Chuan replied.

Wenli'er asked, "Was the technique your disciple used just now part of the Non-Body Style?"

Chen Chuan said, "Indeed, it is the most orthodox technique of the Non-Body Style, known as 'Enhance Qi, Transform Spirit,' or 'Non-Body as Deity.'"

Many didn't understand this, but some of the Non-Body Style coaches had a vague sense of what it meant, even feeling a moment of enlightenment.

In reality, this wasn't a particularly advanced technique. The Non-Body Style's lineage had been modified by Alura, perhaps in her desire to detach from her physical form. One of its core principles was to adjust one's mental state to that of another person. So while you might appear the same, your internal habits and movement rhythms would be entirely different.

What Chen Chuan had taught Shin Yuzhu earlier focused on adjusting his breathing, force application, and rhythm, transforming him into "another person." Clayton, unaware of this change, continued to rely on his previous successful tactics, leading to his failure.

Wenli'er, of course, understood this. He mused, "Non-Body as Deity, huh..."

Shin Wulang then looked at Clayton, who was still unconscious and being treated, and asked, "Do you need any medication, Master Wenli'er?"

"No, thank you."

Wenli'er turned to Chen Chuan with a respectful attitude and said, "With Mr. Chen here, there's no need to continue the other matches. We concede."

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(End of Chapter)

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