I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal

[Subtitle: "Contempt of Instinctive Bodily Actions" and "Kung Fu? Not so Impressive."]

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The massive battle drum's bronze hammer was lifted.

That weapon, only seen in fictional tales, was laboriously picked up from the ground by a muscular man using both hands.

He couldn't even lift it over his head.

Veins were already bulging.

It was apparent that the hammer weighed at least a hundred pounds.

This caused numerous elderly people present to gasp in astonishment.

The next moment,

unlike the usual act of smashing stones on the chest,

the battle drum's bronze hammer was dropped from not a high position, as the person wielding the hammer neither dared to smash down forcefully nor was able to lift it up for a smash.

He could only hold the hammer and then set it down.

Instantly, the stone slabs lying on the person's body beneath shattered.

Following that,

the person holding the hammer immediately struggled to place the hammer on the ground, and the person on the bed quickly moved away.

All the movements were fluid like flowing clouds and water.

The chest stone-breaking act was concluded perfectly.

Though it looked like a rushed and somewhat sloppy version,

but as the battle drum's bronze hammer with its visually striking effect was used, the surrounding audience's applause was exceptionally enthusiastic.

Even Bai Shi, who was usually hard to please, didn't make any overly critical comments,

and at that moment, he silently clapped his hands.

Then,

the two performers from the Juggling Team distributed the broken pieces of stone to the audience to inspect for any trickery and invited a few lucky audience members on stage to try lifting the battle drum's bronze hammer to test its weight.

"I looked up some information on this Juggling Team before, and there are indeed quite a few real kung fu tricks."

Bai Shi watched the Juggling Team preparing for the next performance and said to Chen Yun beside him.

Chen Yun, who was peeling pistachios and watching the Juggling Team prepare for their fire performance, was also taken aback upon hearing this.

Though the principle behind breaking stones on the chest involves pressure and inertia, relying on the large surface area of the stone slab to reduce the pressure from the hammer and on the large inertia of the stone to diminish downward displacement, thus reducing compression,

it doesn't mean this kind of performance lacks real skill.

It all depends on one's definition of so-called real kung fu.

If proficiency and courage count, then the members of this Juggling Team did quite well.

Moreover, there is a certain degree of demand for the strength in the hands of the hammer wielder.

A small mistake could still lead to injury.

Seeing that Chen Yun did not reply,

Bai Shi took a sip of tea and then said, "The real kung fu I'm talking about is the kind used in fighting. This Juggling Team's constant reserved act includes two guys, claimed to be martial arts masters, beating each other up."

After saying this,

Bai Shi looked at Chen Yun, only to see Chen Yun's face showing a hint of interest.

"Really has kung fu?"

Chen Yun looked at Bai Shi curiously.

The so-called kung fu,

in broad terms, is reflected in a person's application and accomplishment in martial arts. It has a philosophical aspect, oriented towards "stopping aggression" as its technical guide, entering the traditional instruction focused on understanding the objective laws of humans and nature, and society.

It is both a culture and a philosophy.

But most people have a narrower understanding of it.

That is, they see it as a form of special skills intended for fighting and self-defense.

And Chen Yun, has always thought that kung fu was a farce.

Or rather, it should be said, not as outrageous as the public perceives.

It's merely a unique form of fighting technique exclusive to China.

At least, it's definitely not as exaggerated as something like the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms or Lightweight Water Floating.

So, after undergoing physical changes, Chen Yun didn't specifically seek out this so-called kung fu.

Kung fu shouldn't be that exaggerated.

But as for the future...

Well, that could be uncertain.

"Kung fu definitely exists, but as for the effectiveness, what those so-called martial arts masters can do is easily knock down an ordinary person."

"If that ordinary person had a sharp weapon, the martial arts master would most likely die on the spot."

"Definitely not the kind of kung fu you're asking about."

Bai Shi explained with a smile.

He has mixed in society for so many years and knows this all too well.

There is kung fu,

but no matter how skilled, it can't compete with a cleaver.

Iron Sand Palm and Iron Head Skill had been practiced for many years, yet a cut would still cause bleeding, just like any ordinary person.

At most, the sound of crying out in pain was just a bit quieter than that of an ordinary person.

The ability to endure pain was a bit stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Bai Shi, using his years of experience overseas, expressed his opinions.

The real Kung Fu had to be the Mozambique Shooting Technique.

Two shots to the body, one to the head.

Even King Yan would feel troubled seeing it.

"But I haven't actually seen this Juggling Team perform yet, maybe you can judge their performance later?"

Bai Shi took a sip of tea and looked towards Chen Yun.

Hearing this, Chen Yun neither agreed nor disagreed.

However, the look he turned towards the Juggling Team members then held a bit more anticipation.

Afterwards.

The Juggling Team then displayed their Soft Skill, driving technique, oral skills, plate spinning, walking on a tightrope, magic, and lion dance.

The people around watched joyously.

Yet Chen Yun could feel as if there were a barrier between him and ordinary people.

This barrier had appeared when his five senses first became sharpened.

When what he saw, heard, and smelled...

Were all completely different from what ordinary people experienced.

The chasm between him and ordinary people became evident.

When he first obtained this heightened sense of smell, he had subtly reminded himself to maintain his humanity.

But now.

He couldn't help but feel that barrier again.

The people around were captivated by the Juggling Team's performance, impressed by their decades of hard work behind the scenes.

But in Chen Yun's eyes.

It felt more like watching a kindergarten recital.

Not exactly childish.

But perhaps it could really be described as... child's play?

The female juggler's effortlessly bending body was indeed impressive. The male juggler walking on hot coals and jumping rope on nails was indeed amazing...

But Chen Yun's first reaction.

Was really: I could do that too.

Chen Yun actually had a lot of respect for these ten-year trainees and three-minute performers.

Just thinking about it, he knew how much suffering they must have endured during practice.

However.

It wasn't that he personally had such subjective thoughts, but rather it seemed like his body was naturally emitting a disdainful feeling from the inside out.

Silently.

Chen Yun suppressed his body's innate disdain.

And continued watching.

The Juggling Team's final performance was the martial arts sparring that Bai Shi had inquired about earlier.

One of the people on stage.

Was the robust man who initially had the battle drum's bronze hammer.

As for the other, after stripping off his upper clothes, he too showed off his well-built muscles.

Seeing this, Chen Yun had to admit.

In terms of muscle size, he indeed seemed no match for these two guys.

Of course, he considered his own physique to be more streamlined and aesthetically pleasing.

Just as he was mentally evaluating the muscles.

The two men started fighting together.

Clearly, they were very skilled at fighting.

Various techniques and routines were evidently designed meticulously.

Because they wore loose sleeves, each punch and kick carried significant movement.

Chen Yun watched this scene.

His ability from the Transparent World became focused.

Through the two men's various slight movements, the directions of their gazes, the rhythm and intensity of their breathing, and the degree of constriction in their blood vessels...

Every action of the two men.

Became exceptionally clear in Chen Yun's eyes, and he could distinctly see their next moves and the most critical vulnerability at that moment.

Chen Yun squinted.

He couldn't help but purse his lips.

It seemed he had indeed been too expectant.

The fight before him wasn't merely fancy moves, but it wasn't particularly impressive either.

In front of his extreme Perception Ability and absolute quick, accurate, and fierce Coordination Control, this sparring really just seemed like child's play.