With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 134 Thunder Seed and Demon Seed!
The five fingers are like knives; this is a special power-generating technique of the Metal Strike Palm, passed down by Master Liang.

Zhao Jian's hamstring was forcibly torn out, and Meng Chuan heard the sharp sound of a bowstring snapping.

"Ahhhh!"

Zhao Jian's piercing screams echoed throughout the entire office building.

But Meng Chuan remained unmoved; seeking death comes at a price!
Just as he was about to strike and cripple the other man's other leg.

suddenly!

The warning signal came again, and Meng Chuan suddenly turned his head to dodge.

At this moment, purple mist surged at Zhao Jian's spiritual platform, and the power provided by the [Bewitching Demon Seed] condensed into several soul-stealing energies, piercing straight towards Meng Chuan's brow.

Immediately afterwards, his right arm suddenly twisted into the shape of a ferocious python, unleashing a strangling force far exceeding that of before.

In a posture that defies human anatomy, it forcefully wrapped itself around Meng Chuan's neck.

The Demonic Killing Move—[Serpent Demon Devouring Crane]!
Zhao Jian destroyed the Crane Form within his body and unleashed this extremely powerful attack with his life on the line!
"Go to hell!"

His eyes were wide open, and he shouted angrily!
This deadly strangulation force is so strong that even an elephant's carotid artery cannot withstand it.

But Meng Chuan's Adam's apple suddenly dropped three inches, and his neck muscles instantly swelled and pressed against it.

Zhao Jian heard his finger bones shattering inch by inch against his metallic flesh, as if he were crushing a thin walnut shell with his hand.

But the crisis was not over yet. At the same time, several purple venomous snakes formed from the power of bewitching mind suddenly invaded Meng Chuan's mind!

Zhao Jian's eyes were filled with intense anticipation.

"Kill him! Kill him quickly!"

Unfortunately, a dragon's roar seemed to echo from between Meng Chuan's brows.

This is the Wudang martial arts technique, "Dragon Seated Meditation," used to strangle the enemy!

Immediately afterwards, these fragments of purple mist attempted to penetrate the cochlea and launch an invasion, but were forcefully pushed open and blocked by the inner membrane beneath it.

Zhao Jian was also lucky, as Meng Chuan's armor-wearing skills had just reached a high level of proficiency.

The resulting thicker, more rounded inner membrane completely blocks the enemy's internal attack.

"So you've taken the wrong road, Zhao Jian."

Meng Chuan knew that Zhao Jian had long since fallen into demonic ways.

As for why they would harm themselves, let their school teachers and the police handle those questions.

Zhao Jian's smile froze.

Meng Chuan exerted his strength instantly, raising his knee and viciously slamming it into Zhao Jian's abdomen. The crisp sound of each rib shattering was like a firecracker exploding.

Then, with his hands like iron clamps, he instantly rotated the shoulder joint 360 degrees.

The constant cracking and snapping sounds were deafening.

Zhao Jian's limbs were all crippled, his body curled up in an inverted bow shape, blood and tears mixed together and splattered in the air.

He was filled with regret at this moment. Why did he lose his mind and provoke this killer?
Everything is settled.

As it turned out, Meng Chuan held back when he was at the tomb of King Xiang. He fought to the death and killed him as easily as slaughtering a dog!
Then, ignoring Zhao Jian's sobbing pleas, Meng Chuan took his phone out of his pocket.

Scrolling down, I saw a name in his phone's contact list: "Counselor An Jing".

Meng Chuan dialed the number, and after four or five long rings, the call was connected.

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

[Hey Zhao Jian, what's up so late?]

It was already 11 p.m., and after a busy day, she was just about to lie down and rest.

[This is Meng Chuan. As for what it is, you'll find out right now if you come to Hongjie Shopping Mall.]

On the other end of the phone, An Jing sat up abruptly, her expression grave.

[Meng Chuan? What exactly happened?]

An Jing was confused about the situation, but she could hear Zhao Jian's painful screams on the other end of the phone.

[I also want to know why your student Zhao Jian came out late at night with a sniper rifle to snipe me. What was the meaning of that?]

An Jing suppressed his doubts, put on his university uniform, and rushed out the door.

Okay, wait for me, don't worry, I'll be right there.

Meng Chuan hung up the phone and calmly looked at the office building security personnel who had come upstairs to check after hearing the noise.

The two men dropped their flashlights on the ground, not daring to look at Meng Chuan, who exuded a violent aura.

He then turned and looked at the office, which resembled a car crash scene, before turning and running away.

Meng Chuan ignored the two of them and casually tossed Zhao Jian's phone next to his face.

He then pulled up a stool, sat down, and took out his phone to call the police.

Ten minutes later, An Jing stood downstairs, panting heavily.

With her martial arts senses, she detected the smell of blood coming from upstairs. She pushed off the wall with both legs, took a few quick steps, and jumped in through the broken window.

She looked at Zhao Jian lying on the ground, his miserable appearance was too painful for her to bear.

Then I looked at Meng Chuan, who was sitting on the bench next to me with a blank expression.

As a counselor at Beilian University, An Jing couldn't help but speak up:

"What happened? Did you hit me a little too hard?"

"He's going to kill me."

"That's not the case."

An Jing felt that Zhao Jian's appearance was worse than death.

“Zhao Jian has practiced demonic arts; you’ll know if you check for yourself.”

At this moment, Zhao Jian lay motionless on the floor like a dead dog.

An Jing's expression changed drastically upon hearing the words "demonic arts".

"Then I'll take him back to school first and look for him."

Meng Chuan interrupted the other party directly, saying decisively:

"No, I've already called the police, they're coming right away."

Inside the district police station.

Meng Chuan and An Jing got into a police car and arrived at the police station together.

"Hey, young man, it's you again."

The officer on duty chuckled; this kid had a special constitution. This wasn't Meng Chuan's first time here; he'd come to this very branch office after killing the demon [Wang Xudong].

"I have no choice, brother. It's another demonic martial artist causing trouble for me. I have to fight back."

The on-duty police officer said helplessly:
"What kind of jinx are you, kid? Yong'an has been quite peaceful lately."

An Jing stayed by Zhao Jian's side the whole time, she didn't believe that the student she spent every day with was a demonic martial artist.

Upon hearing Meng Chuan speak, he couldn't help but retort:

"Please don't jump to conclusions yet. Let's wait for the police officers to conduct the tests before making any decisions, okay?"

As a counselor at the United Nations University, he is also the first martial artist of the Great Limit.

The fact that she could still speak politely to the other party after they beat her student to this state shows that she has already exercised great restraint.

Before Meng Chuan could speak, a familiar voice rang out.

"Alright, let me check it out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Guanyun exuded a powerful aura and strode into the observation room.

The officer on duty recognized the person speaking and immediately became respectful.

"You've arrived, Master Luo."

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan immediately stood up.

"Master, what brings you here?"

"The police called me and said you were attacked by demons again. I'm your master, so I had to come."

Seeing that Meng Chuan had no injuries whatsoever, his anxiety eased considerably.

As the mentor of the person who witnessed the incident, Luo Guanyun will be contacted by the police station as soon as possible.

Seeing that he was being ignored, An Jing couldn't help but ask:

"We need to wait for the testing personnel to arrive before we can determine the nature of Zhao Jian's case."

Luo Guanyun did not answer him. He made a single gesture towards Zhao Jian, and Zhao Jian's body was dragged over by the lightning energy.

At this time, Zhao Jian was already unconscious, and was being kept alive by anti-inflammatory drugs given to him by the police station.

"No need to wait, I'll take care of it."

"Zhao Jian is a student of Beilian University; you have no right to speak to him."

Luo Guanyun ignored her, and a faint lightning flashed in his palm, slowly disappearing into the center of her chest.

"Whether I'm qualified or not, I'll ask your superiors when I get back."

A moment later, Luo Guanyun slowly pulled out a small purple gourd with fleshy buds attached.

The small gourd still emitted an invisible demonic aura, which could be sensed by everyone except for a few low-level martial arts officers on duty, including Meng Chuan.

The situation became clear, and An Jing's face turned ashen.

Looking at the strange little gourd, Meng Chuan thought of that stormy night when he personally killed the demon.

And Fang Jianxing, the person behind him.

He couldn't help but speak up:

“Master Luo, this thing seems very similar to the thing inside the body of that [Human Demon] before.”

Luo Guanyun was also seeing this thing for the first time. His expression was solemn, and he did not answer Meng Chuan's question.

Because the moment this thing was taken out of the other person's body, the lightning seed in his body was activated!

The Yuan Shen Seed Thunder Technique, as the name suggests.

A thunder seed needs to be planted in the body, activated by the primordial spirit and controlled by true qi.

And the place where the thunder is planted is the same as this little purple gourd!
The spiritual platform on the chest!

Lei Zhong's leaps were truly impressive, Luo Guanyun said, barely managing to suppress his laughter:

"Tell your Chief Inspector Lung Kau to come and handle this. I'm taking my apprentice with me now."

This little purple gourd is actually related to the lightning seed within his body. Luo Guanyun has no time to cause trouble for the North Union University.

After sending Meng home, Luo Guanyun left in a hurry.

"You don't need to worry about the rest. Your master will handle it. Just focus on practicing martial arts."

After a whole night of fussing, Meng Chuan was exhausted. After watching two online classes on hard skills, he went straight to bed.

Vertical sun.

Today is the day of moving, but after what happened last night, Meng Chuan rejected his aunt's suggestion to hold a housewarming banquet.

He had no appetite; the small purple gourd was clearly related to Fang Jianxing.

Judging from Master's expression last night, there must have been something wrong, and he's going to the police station today to deal with what happened last night.

Meng Chuan specifically instructed the police station not to tell his uncle, Meng Yongzhi.

My uncle and aunt are just ordinary people; they're happy as long as they can live their lives happily.

He shouldered the burden of these dark struggles.

early morning.

After the moving company finished moving the old house, the three of them entered their spacious new home.

Seeing his uncle and aunt's happy faces, Meng Chuan felt much of the gloom in his heart dissipate.

Xue Na seemed to have returned to her teenage years, skipping and hopping around the house, looking at it again and again.

"Old Meng, you're absolutely right. Only by practicing martial arts can one achieve success!"

Meng Yongzhi also said with satisfaction:
"If the kids work hard, we can also benefit a little, hahaha."

Meng Chuan calmed down at this moment and said with a faint smile:

"You two should familiarize yourselves with the neighborhood first; it's quite a large area."

After a year of martial arts training, thanks to my master, I was able to resolve my uncle and aunt's safety issues.

Next, Meng Chuan will personally address the true root of the problem!
Fang Jianxing

Liu Ru's death has always been a source of pain for him, as has the deep sense of powerlessness he felt when his uncle was abducted by her.

Meng Chuan didn't want to experience any of this again.

Reaching the pinnacle of martial arts is still too far away, so he set two goals that he must achieve in this lifetime.

"Help Master Luo resolve the problem with the lightning magic, and kill Fang Jianxing."

(End of this chapter)