Chapter 55: Lu Family Imitative Boxing

"My God, a monster!" Meng Jingzhou yelled, swinging his arms as if to strike.

His reaction was understandable. The backyard was supposed to be Lu Yang's training area, and now Lu Yang had vanished, replaced by a tiger. It was easy to assume a tiger demon had revived and eaten Lu Yang.

The tiger demon spoke in Lu Yang's voice: "You're the monster, you fool! It's me!"

"It's actually Lu Yang's voice!" Meng Jingzhou exclaimed in surprise.

The man and the tiger sprang into the air. Meng Jingzhou, stunned by the tiger's voice, didn't react in time and was swatted to the ground by Lu Yang's paw.

Lu Yang snorted coldly. There weren't even any signs of a struggle in the yard, so how could a tiger demon have eaten him? This rascal, Meng Jingzhou, clearly knew it was him but was still playing dumb.

Meng Jingzhou clicked his tongue. Lu Yang hadn't actually hit him hard earlier, and for someone with his thick skin, it didn't hurt at all.

He got up and dusted himself off, looking at Lu Yang with a suspicious expression. "What exactly is going on with you? Weren't you studying Imitation Boxing? How did you end up learning transformation spells instead?"

"Wait a moment, let me figure out how to change back," the tiger-form Lu Yang said. Annoyedly, he tried to scratch the back of his head, but then realized his front paws couldn't reach. He'd have to sit down and scratch with his hind paws... "Never mind," he thought, "I won't scratch. It's too undignified."

The tiger-form Lu Yang grimaced. He hadn't expected practicing martial arts to bring so many strange complications.

Now that he thought about it, only his swordplay was still somewhat normal.

Perhaps it was because he had a Sword Spiritual Root?

Meng Jingzhou clattered upstairs and called Man Gu downstairs.

"What do you want? I'm currently monitoring Qin Yuanhao."

"I have something fun to show you."

Man Gu, still confused, was dragged to the backyard by Meng Jingzhou and saw the familiar tiger demon.

"Monster, give me back my Brother Lu's life!"

Man Gu roared and immediately attacked. His mind hadn't caught up; this was a real attack.

Seeing this, Meng Jingzhou quickly grabbed Man Gu around the waist, urging the barbarian to calm down. "Don't hit him, don't hit him! This is Lu Yang."

The two chángguǐ, who were skewering meat in the main hall, heard the commotion in the backyard and curiously crept over to investigate. They were scared out of their wits.

This time, the tiger demon had truly revived!

The tiger-form Lu Yang rolled his eyes. He had no time to bother with these guys and focused on figuring out how to revert from his tiger form.

He closed his eyes and silently chanted "return to original form" three times.

When Lu Yang opened his eyes, he had already returned to his original appearance.

After a series of commotions, the three finally sat down to seriously consider what had just happened. The two chángguǐ also breathed a sigh of relief and continued skewering meat.

Business tonight would surely be better than yesterday; they needed to skewer more.

"Here's what happened: I was just practicing Imitation Boxing..." Lu Yang slowly explained.

When Man Gu heard Lu Yang say he had been practicing Imitation Boxing, he felt his worldview shatter and blurted out, "Is this Imitation Boxing or Transformation Boxing?"

The sages were right: one must travel thousands of miles after reading thousands of books. Such things were never written in books; he still needed to follow Brother Lu and Brother Meng more often.

What an eye-opener.

Meng Jingzhou's reaction wasn't much better than Man Gu's; he looked at Lu Yang with a strange gaze.

He had thought Lu Yang was practicing a spell, but Lu Yang was telling him he had just been practicing boxing?

What kind of martial artist could achieve results like this?

Meng Jingzhou had already found it strange a few days ago when Lu Yang practiced ghost expulsion techniques and cultivated his Yang Spirit to leave his body, but he hadn't expected something even stranger to happen.

Lu Yang spoke eloquently, sharing his unique insights on Imitation Boxing: "Think about it, isn't the essence of Imitation Boxing simply mimicking animals? Like Tiger Fist, Monkey Fist, Crane Fist – you're imitating tigers, monkeys, cranes, right?"

Meng Jingzhou and Man Gu nodded.

Lu Yang continued, "Exactly! So the more accurate the imitation, the better the effect and the greater the power, right?"

Meng Jingzhou and Man Gu nodded.

"I just dealt with a tiger demon, so I'm most familiar with Tiger Fist. It's the fastest to pick up and learn the most like, right?"

Meng Jingzhou and Man Gu continued to nod.

Lu Yang added, "So I practiced boxing with that idea in mind, and while practicing, I turned into a tiger. Very logical, right?"

Meng Jingzhou was about to nod but forcibly stopped himself. "Logical my foot! The difference is too huge, alright?!"

Man Gu, still naive, nodded.

Lu Yang spread his hands, feeling the most helpless. He had genuinely practiced according to the boxing manual, merely adding a bit of his own insight. "Why don't you two try it?" he suggested. "Maybe you can learn transformation spells this way?"

Excitement flashed in Meng Jingzhou and Man Gu's eyes. Learning transformation spells through practicing boxing would be ideal.

Although transformation spells were typically used by sneaky, underhanded cultivators, there was no harm in learning an extra skill. They might find a use for it someday.

With Lu Yang, the boxing master, guiding them, the two quickly learned Tiger Fist. Their movements were powerful and imposing.

However, they just couldn't learn the most crucial part: transformation.

While the two practiced boxing, Lu Yang wasn't idle. As he watched their movements, another idea sparked in his mind.

Imitation Boxing was a mimicry style, so why limit it to mimicking animals? Couldn't one mimic humans?

This idea was like a wild horse unbridled; it couldn't be reined in.

The prerequisite for Imitation Boxing was to be very familiar with the object of imitation.

Lu Yang saw the two focusing on their practice, and his eyes lit up. Wasn't this the perfect example?

He had already grasped the core essence of Imitation Boxing; it was time for innovation.

"Only by innovating can one progress!"

Lu Yang acted on his words immediately.

He closed his eyes again, recalled Man Gu's movements, and his body began to move.

Man Gu, who was practicing boxing, saw Lu Yang's every movement and found them incredibly familiar, but couldn't recall where he had seen them before.

"Isn't that me?" Man Gu quickly realized, not understanding what Lu Yang was doing.

Lu Yang once again immersed himself in profound insight, his body gradually transforming. He actually transformed into Man Gu's likeness!

"Haha, it worked! I knew my conjecture was right," Lu Yang laughed heartily, wearing Man Gu's face. The sight was quite jarring.

Man Gu was dumbfounded.

What just happened? He turned into me in the blink of an eye?

This wasn't like the Imitation Boxing he knew. Could Imitation Boxing also mimic humans?

"Brother Man Gu, you can even laugh like that..." Meng Jingzhou, who was practicing boxing, heard an unfamiliar laugh and instinctively felt something was off. He turned his head and saw, "Holy crap, two Man Gus!"

"No, wait, the new Man Gu is Lu Yang transformed!"

Meng Jingzhou scrutinized Lu Yang. He indeed resembled Man Gu, but his expression and demeanor were far off.

Man Gu himself looked honest and simple, but the Man Gu transformed by Lu Yang clearly looked like a cunning trickster.

He had already given up on learning Imitation Boxing. While he had originally considered learning the transformation aspect of Imitation Boxing, seeing Lu Yang like this, he knew he definitely couldn't learn it.

This was completely unrelated to Imitation Boxing.

Once Lu Yang mastered the technique, switching from Man Gu to Meng Jingzhou was remarkably smooth.

"This really is a transformation spell, isn't it?"

"This is Lu's Imitation Boxing."

Lu Yang put his hands behind his back and looked up at a forty-five-degree angle, with the demeanor of a true boxing master.