With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 130 A promise is as firm as iron; I will surely keep it!
The situation was clearly as he had guessed; the father and daughter had broken up because of this martial art.

But this is an agreement between men.

Meng Chuan remained silent, wanting to hear the reason.

Do you know any divine martial arts techniques?

Meng Chuan nodded.

"I consulted with President Sui of the Southwest Associated University, and his exact words were:"
This method is both righteous and evil, transforming the plundering of others into the plundering of oneself; if one is even a step too slow, one will be devoured by the lightning seed.

Meng Chuan said:

"Master Luo told me this."

Luo Meng pursed her lips and nodded, saying:

"Old Luo still has some humanity left, but do you think you can rest easy once you've reached the pinnacle of cultivation?"

Before Meng Chuan could answer, Luo Meng continued:

"Principal Sui said that he would use the divine internal skill he practiced, the Great Sun Burning the Heavens, as an example."

According to his understanding as a peak Heavenly King, the existing Yuan Shen Seed Thunder Technique can only be described as a broken and incomplete version.

Its true upper limit is comparable to that of the Great Sun Burning the Heavens!

"Meng Chuan, you know what this means, right? Even if you let a Sixth Limit Heavenly King, or even a Seventh Limit Great Sage, learn it, he still wouldn't be able to perfect it!"

Throughout history, including the Great Sage, no one has ever mastered a supreme divine skill to perfection.

The other party's words shocked Meng Chuan to some extent.

According to Master Luo, the [Primordial Spirit Thunder Technique] is only at the level of a top-tier true skill, not even close to being an ultimate technique.

Luo Meng was incredibly clever; she immediately figured out Meng Chuan's thoughts.

"When Old Luo was studying at the United University, he consulted the then president of the United University, the senior [Northern Sword Saint Yi Wuji].

Principal Yi is proficient in the true meaning of swordsmanship and specializes in the ultimate sword techniques. However, his understanding of Xingyi Wuxing, which belongs to internal energy cultivation, is slightly inferior to that of Principal Sui.

Therefore, there is a misunderstanding about the upper limit of lightning magic.

Luo Meng said seriously:

"The conclusion is that neither Luo Guanyun nor you or I can master this technique, and the Thunder Technique can never be perfected."

"With your talent, you have a great chance of becoming a Grandmaster. Don't let momentary impulses ruin your chances."

Upon hearing Luo Meng's words, Meng Chuan remained silent.

Even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes. What exactly happened between Luo Guanyun and Luo Meng that made Luo Meng so determined to abandon her own martial arts training?

But he didn't care about any of these things. Master Luo treated him like his own son, and he knew exactly what to do and how to act.

At the same time, Luo Meng's words were sincere, and she didn't seem to be there to sow discord.

Moreover, as a mere Qi-blood martial artist, I have no value in provoking anyone.

The fact that Luo Meng was able to consult Principal Sui on this point proves that the latter wasn't completely indifferent to Luo's life or death, but rather...
"Even a martial arts genius like her, or even the Heavenly King and the Great Sage, are powerless against her."

"Can I fix it? Can I improve the situation where lightning magic devours itself and save Master Luo?"

The master and disciple spent every day together. If Meng Chuan couldn't see through Luo Guanyun's tricks, he would have to be blind.

But some things don't need to be said; they only add to the sadness and trouble.

Having finally revealed the heavy burden that had been weighing on her mind, Luo Meng was in a rather unpleasant mood.

Seeing Meng Chuan lower his head and remain silent, she said:

“Think about it carefully. I’m speaking from the perspective of a teacher at the North Associated University, thinking about your future. Don’t be so stubborn.”

Having said that, Luo Meng waved her arm, and the blue jade belt disappeared in a gust of wind.

She wanted to forget some things, but she couldn't. Today, in order to persuade Meng Chuan, the matter was brought up again.

"Sigh, why does a technique like the Primordial Spirit Thunder Technique even exist?"

Meng Chuan had lost all ambition to win the championship at this moment, whereas he had been quite confident in himself before.

Now that he knows the subsequent difficulty of the Thunder Technique is equivalent to the legendary ultimate skill, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, he is a little confused.

"Based on my current potential, I am only at the level of a grandmaster."

The difference between a Grandmaster and a Great Sage is greater than the difference between a dog and a Grandmaster.

"Although this is only my current level, as I develop more qualities in the future, how far I can go is all unknown."

Meng Chuan never doubted himself; his martial arts breakthrough panel and his own diligence were his greatest reliance.

"But time waits for no one. Will Master Luo be able to wait until the day I break through my limits?"

"Master Luo has never pressured me regarding thunder magic."

Meng Chuan heeded Luo Meng's advice from beginning to end.

None of them wavered in their hearts!
He remembered all the kindness Master Luo had shown him; how could he be an ungrateful wretch?

"My teacher's kindness is as high as a mountain, and I will always respect it. My promise is as firm as iron, and I will always keep it!"

A sense of urgency lingered in his mind, so he could only strive for improvement day and night, studying diligently without ceasing.
Meanwhile, at the foot of Xiangwang Tomb Mountain.

In front of the silver minivan, Principal Zong and Qi Fei were still waiting for Meng Chuan to return triumphantly from the mountain.

"Yes, Director Wang, the banner must be of the highest quality and the largest size."

Red background, gold lettering, gold border: "Warmly congratulate our student Meng Chuan on winning the championship in the 24-school joint examination!"

Meng Chuan had just come down the mountain and was still about a hundred meters away when he already sensed what Principal Zong was saying on the phone.
"Principal, Qi Fei."

Meng Chuan stepped forward and said calmly.

"The champion is back! Come on, get in the car, let's find a place for the three of us to eat first!"

"it is good."

Meng Chuan sat in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest. After a day of continuous battles, even an iron man would be exhausted. On his way down the mountain, he had already informed his master and uncle and aunt, who had been calling him to urge him to ask about the results, of the competition results.

At this moment, Meng Chuan just wanted to rest quietly for a while and think about how to proceed in the future and how to save Master Luo.

Principal Zong made a stylish U-turn with one hand on the steering wheel, exuding confidence and high spirits.

The moment the final competition results came from down the mountain, he was the brightest star among the team leaders from the twenty-four schools.

"Xiao Meng, can we use your photo from when you enrolled in school on the school corridor wall? I think you look pretty handsome."

Then, in the middle of our teaching building lobby, there's a large open space, more than enough to erect a statue."

When Meng Chuan heard Principal Zong's words becoming increasingly outrageous, he quickly opened his eyes and interrupted:

"Principal Ting, I'm still alive, don't pull this stunt."

Hanging up a banner is fine; it's acceptable to cooperate with the school's publicity efforts.

Hanging it on the wall or erecting a monument is a bit eerie.

"Okay, okay, I won't do it anymore. Oh, I just got a little excited."

Principal Zong's hands had been trembling ever since he gripped the steering wheel, and his face was flushed red with excessive excitement.

Meng Chuan kindly reminded him:
"Please focus on driving. We can discuss anything when we get back."

Meng Chuan was worried that Principal Zong might get too excited while driving and cause another accident.

If something goes wrong, I don't need to worry about my reaction speed, but Qi Fei will be in deep trouble.
After the initial excitement wore off, Principal Zong gradually calmed down.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Meng Chuan, the principal's promise to you will not change. Of the total 1600 million yuan in martial arts incentive education funds, our Ping An Middle School can receive 960 million yuan."

I've already found a blood and qi testing instrument; the quality is above average, and it will save me money on maintenance in the future.

The installation will cost around five million, and the remainder is yours to use. It will be handled through the school's public account, and I'll transfer the money to your account.

Meng Chuan refused without even thinking.

It's true that he won the money, but it doesn't belong to him alone; it's going to be used for the development of the school where the champion is located.

Ping'an Middle School is already poor and short of money, so what's the point of giving it all to him?

Meng Chuan spoke with Principal Zong, but the other party's attitude remained firm.

"Your school didn't contribute much to your upbringing; this money was entirely earned by you."

I already feel a little embarrassed that most of the money was used to install the blood and qi testing equipment at the school; please don't refuse the rest.

"You can't say that. You, Chen Tie, and Teacher Liang have all helped me a lot."

I still have money on me, and it would be more appropriate to use that money for the school's development.

Principal Zong sighed and said calmly:

"Xiao Meng, let me be frank with you, and also with Qi Fei. Don't take it personally after hearing this."

Hearing the principal call him, Qi Fei nodded repeatedly.

Two hundred thousand yuan fell from the sky, and he bent down to pick it up without a second thought.

Then, he thought to himself:

"If I were to try and take the rest of the school's scholarship money, that would be suicidal in an online novel."

He'd probably be killed with a single blow and refined in an instant.

After a pause, Principal Zong glanced at the rearview mirror and said earnestly to Meng Chuanyin:

"Xiao Meng, since this money was approved by the Education Bureau for the school's development..."
Then you are now the school's development, the school's golden brand.

The stronger you are, the higher your score will be in the future martial arts examination.
The school earned far more than those few million.

Unfortunately, our Ping An Middle School has limited resources. However, if this educational funding can bring even the slightest improvement to your abilities, then it means that the money has been spent wisely.

Don't feel guilty or have any concerns. I will publish this expense information at the school. If anyone has any objections, feel free to come to me.

That wasn't what Meng Chuan was thinking. Understanding what Principal Zong meant, he had no choice but to agree.

I've encountered so many helpful people along my journey of growth.

"In the future, I will return home in glory to thank the academy."

at the same time.

Because the preparatory class was under complete closed management, and Meng Chuan didn't have time to eat, the group from Beilian University went directly back to their school.

Zhao Jian had already been sent to the school hospital to recover, and Xu Qingfeng also went to treat his fractured hand.

The university hospital of Beilian University has medical martial artists of the highest level of martial arts master on duty year-round.

Xu Qingfeng reluctantly spent a lot of his school credits to seek treatment, hoping to recover as soon as possible so that he could compete with Meng Chuan again.

After settling the group in, An Jing, the female teacher in charge, went to Hongwu Building to report to the principal about the competition.

The Yong'an branch of the Northern Union University was recently established, and its current principal is the eldest disciple of Sui Tianwang.

The Five Limits Venerable [Peerless Flying General Yang Huan].

Although he didn't win the championship in this joint exam, An Jing wasn't too worried that the principal would scold him.

Since the second and third place winners were both students from Beilian University, compared to the Yanhua Preparatory Program of our sister school, they were barely acceptable.

Moreover, although Principal Yang's title sounds very imposing, he is actually a very kind person.

A few years ago, Yang Huan was still a professor at the main campus, before he took office as the principal in Yong'an.

On the school forum, a student started a poll: "Who is the most amiable professor at the university?"

Yang Huan Fault is ahead of the second place.

(End of this chapter)