Celestial Human Diagram-Chapter 63 - 54: Fenxin Society

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Because Chen Chuan had a foundation in the Great Scattering Hand, it only took him three days to learn and familiarize himself with all the moves of the Orthodox Scattering Hand. Afterward, he immediately began the next stage of his training.

Cheng Zitong said, "As you already know, you can’t utilize your Power to its full potential without sufficient Mutated Tendons and Ligaments. However, while these tendons and ligaments are the foundation of your Power, they remain scattered and disordered, not a unified whole. In fact, even small sections are highly fragmented."

"So, when you move, while they all pull on each other and allow you to generate greater force, they lack overall coordination. Therefore, the power from the Mutated Tendons and Ligaments is also scattered."

"The first step, therefore, is to use specific Pile Skills to organize and integrate these Mutated Tendons and Ligaments, bringing them into an orderly, unified state."

As he spoke, he demonstrated several Fixed Postures. "Fixed Postures have their uses. After all, they’re the culmination of our predecessors’ experience, so they aren’t completely useless. I don’t plan on discarding them. Instead, I’m going to combine them with Flowing Postures."

"You can focus mainly on Flowing Postures, supplementing them with Fixed Posture training. Once you’re familiar with them, you can adapt them based on your own Mutated Organization to develop a Flowing Posture that is uniquely yours. After all, I suspect very few people can truly master this Force Technique. In the future, you’ll have to rely on yourself."

Chen Chuan nodded. He picked up the booklet in his hand and glanced at it. Fixed Postures were mainly divided into two types: Standing Postures and Lying Postures. The Standing Postures were indeed similar to the Pile Method of the Great Scattering Hand.

Cheng Zitong said, "This Pile Method requires you to make vocal Calls. Each Call and Moving Posture will stimulate the corresponding body parts used to generate force, making the Mutated Organization there stronger."

"There’s some difficulty here. If you can’t make the correct sounds at first, you can use the Six-Character Mantra of the Old Method as a substitute. Once you’ve gradually adapted, you can start using the calls and breaths described in the booklet."

At this point, he suddenly added, "There are some old-timers from the bygone era who don’t understand the true principles behind it all. They just stubbornly cling to the plausible-sounding but flawed experiences their predecessors summed up over the years. As a result, only a few with unique talent who are suited for a particular style can reach a high level."

"Some people mockingly call it, ’Where knowledge fails, talent prevails.’ And when these people entered the new era, they tended to look down on new martial arts based on their past experiences. That’s why they all have one thing in common: they only look for exceptionally talented students. Otherwise, they can’t produce any good disciples."

Hearing this, Chen Chuan detected a hint of resentment in Cheng Zitong’s voice. ’Looks like Teacher Cheng was one of the untalented ones back in the day,’ he thought.

Cheng Zitong then brought over several packets of herbs and began mixing them into a medicinal wine. Practicing the Pile Method, whether stimulating the Mutated Organization or performing the calls and breathing, required medicinal support. It was essential.

But while these medicines brought benefits, they always had negative side effects. He warned Chen Chuan not to overtrain just because of his strong constitution. The human body has its limits. Just because he couldn’t feel any issues now didn’t mean problems wouldn’t surface later. He had to know when to stop.

Chen Chuan agreed, but thanks to his Second Self, he wasn’t too worried about that.

At the end of the day’s training, Cheng Zitong saw that he had gotten the hang of it. After giving a few more instructions, he left, reassured.

Although Chen Chuan didn’t continue practicing the Pile Method, he kept up his Breathing Technique training.

He could now maintain the Basic Breathing Technique continuously for over an hour.

Yu Gang had said a skilled practitioner could maintain it for two or three hours a day, so Chen Chuan believed he was still far from that level. His goal was to be able to maintain it continuously for more than twenty-four hours.

’This is just the Basic Breathing Technique. If I can’t master this, how can I even think about higher-level skills?’

And after understanding the Breathing Method of Qi Breathing, he could clearly feel the growth and spread of his Mutated Organization with every cycle of the technique. He could feel himself growing stronger every day. The sensation of becoming more powerful was addictive, making him wish he could remain immersed in it forever.

While he was focused on his training, more than ten days passed in a flash. He had no idea that news of him abandoning the Profound Image Force Skill had been deliberately spread by someone.

Within Wuyi Academy, there were several student organizations. Besides the Mutual Aid Association, another major one was the Fenxin Society. This was a club spontaneously formed by commoner students in response to pressure from the Mutual Aid Association. Its members were mostly Class B students, but the leaders were all A-class students.

At that moment, in the society’s training hall, many people were discussing Chen Chuan’s decision to abandon the Profound Image Force.

"It must have been the Mutual Aid Association! I bet they were worried another person like Senior Brother would appear, so they pressured Junior Chen into giving it up!"

"I think so too!"

"Where’s the spirit Chen had when he first enrolled? Where’s the fiery courage he showed when he took down that monster, Zhongwu? How could he back down so easily?"

"Junior Chen is too soft! If it were Senior Brother, he would never have backed down!"

"You can’t expect him to be like Senior Brother right away. People grow step by step..."

"Fighting Skill can be trained, but personality is innate. In that respect, I don’t think he compares to Senior Brother."

As a member of the Fenxin Society, Shu Han was listening from the side. He stood up and said, "Everyone, I’m the senior assigned to him. I’ll go talk to him. At the very least, I’ll find out what’s going on."

Just then, an upperclassman walked over, clapped him on the shoulder, and said, "Shu Han, we’re counting on you. Tell him the Fenxin Society will support him from the shadows. Tell him not to be afraid of the Mutual Aid Association. He can always choose a new Force Technique."

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

Shu Han stopped and turned to ask, "If Senior Brother were here, he wouldn’t let something like this happen. He would definitely step in to help a weaker student."

"Yes, I admit it, Senior Brother genuinely helped us back then," Shen Shao said. "But what if things aren’t what you think they are? What if this was his own choice?"

"Then I have to ask him why he made that choice. He’s practically throwing away his academic career and future," Shu Han insisted, his mind unchanged.

Shen Shao was exasperated. Seeing Shu Han striding toward the dorms, he thought for a moment and had no choice but to follow.

When they reached the dormitory, the two went straight up to the seventh floor and arrived outside Chen Chuan’s room. They knocked, waited a moment, and Chen Chuan opened the door from inside. Seeing the two of them, he said, "Senior Brother Shu, Senior Brother Shen? What brings you here today? Please, come in."

He stepped aside to let them enter.

Shen Shao tugged at Shu Han’s arm, but Shu Han shook him off. Without any pleasantries, he said directly, "Junior Chen, if you were forced into this choice by pressure from the Mutual Aid Association, then I’m telling you not to be afraid. We’ll all support you from behind the scenes and help you withstand the pressure!"

Chen Chuan was surprised. "What pressure?"

Shu Han took a breath and looked at him. "We heard you gave up the Profound Image Force. Is that true?"

Chen Chuan was slightly surprised, then became thoughtful. "Oh? So you all know already. Yes, I did give up the Profound Image Force."

"Yes, we know." Shu Han took two steps forward and said solemnly, "If you were coerced, you can tell me. The Mutual Aid Association doesn’t run this school. There are people who can help you bear the pressure."

Chen Chuan shook his head. "I wasn’t coerced by anyone, nor was I threatened or pressured in any way. This was my own choice."

"Your own choice?" Shu Han was stunned, but his shock quickly turned to anxiousness. He sounded distraught as he said, "How could you give up? How could you make a choice like that?"

Chen Chuan’s expression was calm as he retorted, "Why couldn’t I?"

Shu Han took a deep breath. He looked at Chen Chuan and began to unbutton his outer jacket, his expression serious. "Let’s have a match, Junior Chen. I know what you’re thinking. You probably think you’re so talented that it doesn’t matter what Force Technique you practice. But I have to show you how wrong that is! You’re throwing away an incredible opportunity!"

Chen Chuan said, "I’m sorry, Senior Brothers, but I have training to do today. I have no interest in sparring with you, Senior Brother Shu. I hope you won’t disturb me." He took a step to the side. "Please, leave."

Shen Shao quickly said, "Sorry about this." He came forward and grabbed Shu Han, trying to pull him away, but Shu Han stood his ground.

Shu Han stared at Chen Chuan. "Junior Chen, if you beat me, I’ll never bother you again. You didn’t really think I was using my full strength that day, did you?"

Chen Chuan looked at him. ’If Shu Han insists on staying, we’ll have to fight. Even if he leaves, he’ll probably just come back. It’s better to resolve this cleanly.’ He said, "Fine. I’ll have one match with you, Senior Brother Shu. If you lose, don’t bother my training again."

Shu Han said, "Fine!"

He started to walk out. "Let’s take this outside."

"There’s no need."

Chen Chuan turned to face him, his tone calm. "Right here is fine. It won’t take long."

... 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

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