Heavenly Ascension Chronicles Chapter 54: Zealous Heart Society - Novel Cool

Chapter 54: Zealous Heart Society

Chapter 54: Zealous Heart Society

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Thanks to his foundation in Great Free Hand, Chen Chuan quickly learned and became familiar with all the Correct Free Hand techniques within three days, and then proceeded to the next stage of training.

Cheng Zitong said, "You already know that without sufficient altered fascia, you can't fully utilize your power. Although fascia is the support for power, because they are scattered, they remain fragmented and disordered, not integrated as a whole, and even a small portion of the fascia itself is very fragmented."

"So, even when you move and pull them, you can use this to exert greater strength, but the lack of overall coordination means the power of the altered fascia is also dispersed."

As he spoke, he demonstrated a few static stance postures and continued, "Static stance training has its uses; after all, it's the summary of our predecessors and isn't completely useless. So, I don't plan to discard it but rather combine it with dynamic stance training."

"You can use dynamic stance as the main method, supplemented by static stance training. Once you become familiar with it, based on your altered tissue situation, you can develop your unique dynamic stance. After all, I estimate that few people can deeply cultivate this technique, so the future depends on you."

Chen Chuan nodded, picked up the booklet, and glanced at it. Static stance training was divided into two types: standing and lying. The standing stance was indeed similar to the stance method of Great Free Hand.

Cheng Zitong explained, "This set of stance techniques involves battle cries. Each cry and stance will stimulate the corresponding part of the body during exertion, making the altered fascia stronger there."

"This is somewhat challenging. If you can't produce the correct sounds at first, you can use 'Six Word Secret' as a substitute. Once you gradually adapt, you can then apply the battle cries and breathing techniques from the booklet."

At this point, Cheng Zitong suddenly added, "Some old-timers don't understand the underlying principles and stubbornly adhere to some seemingly reasonable but misleading experiences summarized by their ancestors. Therefore, only a few with unique talents and suitability for the martial path can reach a certain height."

"Some jokingly call it 'Insufficient knowledge, relying on talent.' These people, in the new era, often look down on new martial arts based on their past experiences. They have one thing in common: they seek students with exceptional natural gifts. Otherwise, they can't teach outstanding talents."

Listening to Cheng Zitong, Chen Chuan sensed a hint of hidden resentment in his voice. He thought to himself that Cheng Zitong must have been one of those without the required talent back then.

At that moment, Cheng Zitong brought over some medicine and began mixing it with medicinal wine. Practicing stance techniques, whether stimulating altered tissues or using battle cries and breathing techniques, required the assistance of medicine, which was indispensable.

However, while these practices brought some benefits, they also had their drawbacks. Cheng Zitong reminded Chen Chuan not to overtrain, relying solely on his robust physique. The human body had its limits, and just because he didn't feel the strain now didn't mean problems wouldn't arise later. Moderation was key.

Chen Chuan agreed, but thanks to the existence of his Second Self, he wasn't overly concerned about this.

At the end of the day's training, Cheng Zitong, satisfied that Chen Chuan had grasped the techniques, offered a few words of advice before leaving with peace of mind.

Although Chen Chuan didn't continue practicing the stance techniques, he maintained his focus on breathing exercises. He had already mastered the basic breathing technique and could now sustain it uninterrupted for over an hour.

Yu Gang had said that an expert could maintain this state for more than two hours daily, so Chen Chuan believed he still had room for improvement. His goal was to achieve the ability to sustain it for more than twenty-four hours continuously.

This was just the basic breathing technique; if he couldn't even master this, how could he talk about more advanced skills? After understanding the Vital Gate Breathing Technique, every growth and spread of altered tissues under the impetus of breathing exercises were clearly felt by Chen Chuan. He could sense that he became stronger each day, and this feeling of growth was addictive, making him reluctant to stop.

As he immersed himself in his training, over ten days passed in the blink of an eye. Unbeknownst to him, the news of his abandonment of the Mystic Form Technique had already spread.

Within Wu Yi Academy, multiple student organizations existed, the most prominent being the Mutual Aid Society and the Zealous Heart Society. The latter was established by civilian trainees under the pressure of the Mutual Aid Society, and its members were primarily Class B students, though the leaders were Class A students.

At that moment, in the society's hall, many were discussing Chen Chuan's decision to give up on the Mystic Form Technique.

"It must be the Mutual Aid Society! I think they're worried about another senior like him emerging, so they put pressure on Chen Chuan to force him to give up!"

"I agree!"

"What happened to the spirit Chen Chuan had when he first enrolled?"

"Where did that fighting spirit go when you defeated that monster, Zhong Wu? How could you back down so easily?"

"Chen Chuanxin is too soft. If it were me, I'd never retreat!"

"We can't expect him to be like you yet. Everyone has to take things one step at a time..."

"Combat techniques can be trained, but character is innate. I think he falls short in this aspect compared to you."

As a member of the Zealous Heart Society, Shu Han was also listening. At this moment, he stood up and said, "Everyone, I'm his senior. Let me talk to him and at least find out what's going on."

Just then, a senior student walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Shu Han, I'm counting on you. Tell him that the Zealous Heart Society is supporting him from behind. Let him not fear the Mutual Aid Society, and he can choose a new technique if he wants."

Shu Han nodded and walked out. Shen Shao followed, asking, "Hey, do you really need to get involved in this?"

Shu Han stopped and turned back, "If Senior was here, he wouldn't let this happen. He'd definitely step in to help a weaker classmate."

"Yes, I admit that Senior sincerely helped us," Shen Shao said, "But what if things aren't as you think? What if this is his own choice?"

"Then I need to ask him why he's making this choice. It's like he's making a joke out of his studies and future," Shu Han insisted, unmoved.

Shen Shao sighed, seeing Shu Han stride towards the dormitory building. He thought for a moment and decided to follow.

Upon reaching the dormitory, the two went straight to the seventh floor and arrived at Chen Chuan's door. They knocked, and after a while, Chen Chuan opened the door from the inside. Seeing the two, he said, "Senior Shu, Senior Shen, what brings you here today? Please come in."

Chen Chuan stepped aside to let them in.

Shen Shao pulled Shu Han, but the latter shook off his hand. Without any pleasantries, Shu Han spoke directly, "Chen Chuanxin, if you're succumbing to the pressure from the Mutual Aid Society and have no choice but to make this decision, then let me advise you not to be afraid. We will support you from behind and help you withstand the pressure!"

Chen Chuan was taken aback, "What pressure?"

Shu Han took a breath and said, "We heard that you gave up on the Mystic Form Technique. Is that true?"

Chen Chuan was slightly surprised but then seemed to understand. "Oh? You all know? Yes, I did give up on the Mystic Form Technique."

"Yes, we know," Shu Han took two steps forward and spoke earnestly. "If you're being coerced, you can tell me. The school isn't under the complete control of the Mutual Aid Society. There are people who can help you bear the pressure."

Chen Chuan shook his head, "I haven't been coerced by anyone. This is my own choice."

"Your own choice?" Shu Han was astonished, but then a sense of urgency filled him. "How can you give up? How can you make such a choice?"

Chen Chuan's expression remained calm as he asked, "Why not?"

Shu Han took a deep breath. He looked at Chen Chuan and began unbuttoning his outer jacket, his expression serious. "Let's have a match, Chen Chuanxin. I know what you're thinking. You probably believe your talent is extraordinary, so practicing any technique is fine. But I'm here to tell you that your idea is wrong! You're missing out on a great opportunity!"

Chen Chuanxin replied, "Sorry, seniors, but I have training today. I have no interest in sparring with you, Senior Shu. I hope you won't disturb me." He stepped aside and gestured for them to leave.

"Sorry about that," Shen Shao said, pulling Shu Han. He wanted to drag Shu Han away, but the latter stood firm.

Shu Han stared at Chen Chuanxin, "Chen Chuanxin, if you win, I won't disturb you again. Don't think that day I showed my full strength."

Chen Chuanxin looked at him. If Shu Han insisted on staying, they'd have to fight. It might be better to settle this now rather than have Shu Han keep coming back. "Alright, I'll spar with Senior Shu. If I lose, you won't disturb my training again."

"Good!" Shu Han said.

He started walking out, "Let's go outside."

"No need," Chen Chuanxin replied.

He turned to face Shu Han, his tone calm, "Let's do it here. It won't take much time."

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(End of Chapter)

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