With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 163 Dragon and Tiger Clash, Shura Field (3k)

Lu Zhuxiao felt that Meng Chuan had shown great potential.

Perhaps after entering university, there is a great chance that I will be recognized as a "True Master of Martial Arts".

Within the UN General Assembly, there is no talent rating system like SSR or ABC.

All excellent resources should be obtained through merit, leaving no opportunity for those second-generation martial arts practitioners to use back channels or fabricate information.

The only exception is the standard of the old martial arts sects.

Based on exceptional talent and authentic lineage, the recognized senior disciples of the Northern United Martial Arts University over the years were selected.

Not just the branch campuses, but all the campuses, including the main campus, with nearly ten thousand outstanding new students, from whom the strongest student of the year will be selected!
This student was the top senior disciple of that year, and was crowned with the title of "True Disciple of Martial Arts" at the Northern Union University!
Other top-tier martial arts universities, like the United University, also have titles such as "Head of Xuanhuang" and "Pillar of Mountains and Rivers".

Those who have received these titles represent the true potential and strength of the school.

The primary criteria are superior innate talent and comprehension, with outstanding qualities serving as a bonus.

After undergoing layers of observation and assessment, one must ultimately subdue one's peers in actual combat; this is something only the pinnacle of martial arts prodigies can achieve!

Since the founding of the university, every generation of the "Martial Arts Master" has remained successful as long as they do not perish prematurely.

Each one of them will reach the level of a martial arts master at a very young age!

Even before he had fully matured, his status within the university was subtly equivalent to that of a master-level associate professor.

There is no comparison between an elderly master and a young master; a person's vital energy and blood have a cycle of decline.

Only those who advance to the Grandmaster level earlier have a chance to become Venerables, or even Heavenly Kings and Great Saints.

As a true disciple of Martial Arts, the benefits are self-evident.

As the face and brand of the school, it need not worry about basic resources, except for scarce resources.

At the same time, the school's three thousand martial arts arsenal doors opened automatically, allowing anyone to choose from secret techniques and supernatural abilities, or genuine skills and ultimate techniques, without any cost.

Finally, while enjoying many benefits, the true lineage of Martial Arts may also bear corresponding responsibilities.

When facing demonic forces and celestial demons, it goes without saying that they are at the forefront.

Whether it's the true lineage of martial arts or ordinary students from top-tier martial arts universities.

They also have a corresponding obligation to set an example for all students of the Great Chu.

The only difference is that the martial arts disciples also have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of representing the school and fighting for honor!

That is the Great Chu's number one genius battle, the [Dawn Martial Arts Competition]!
Together with the other eight top-tier martial arts universities in the Great Chu, they will face off against the most outstanding students from these institutions to determine the undisputed "Number One of the Generation"!
Today, martial arts competitions garner far more attention than any entertainment program.

Moreover, this is a top-level competition, and there are corresponding sayings among the people of the Great Chu.

If you can win the title of "Number One in Generation", you will have opened the door to becoming "Number One in the World"!

The champion of the latest World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament, and the undisputed number one martial artist in the world, is [Tianqing Dasheng · Zhao Linyuan].

In his youth, he was the "Number One of His Generation" in a certain Dawn Martial Arts Competition.

Ultimately, he lived up to expectations and grew into the person who holds high the torch in the world of martial arts today.

Therefore, as Lu Zhuxiao gained a deeper understanding of Meng Chuan, he began to look forward to the other party's future performance.

Although they started relatively late, there is still a gap between them and some of the most outstanding talents in the main branch.

However, given Meng Chuan's apparent accumulated knowledge and skills, if he can continue to improve, he could achieve great things.

He couldn't imagine what the other person's future might hold, or what level they could achieve.

"The first [Martial Arts Master] at a branch campus since the founding of the United University?"

Since the establishment of branch campuses of the Southwest Associated University in various parts of the north thirty years ago, many outstanding talents have emerged from them.

But no one can snatch the title of "True Inheritance of Martial Arts" from the students of the main campus.

The main campus has a strong foundation, while the branch campuses, established later, are far less effective at attracting talent than the former.

Moreover, the Yong'an campus was only built a few years ago.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhuxiao felt a surge of excitement.

Anyone who gets to participate in this fight against the epidemic, going against the tide, will feel honored.

Lu Zhuxiao was an old man who had been transferred from the main campus to the Yong'an branch campus along with Yang Huan.

He knew Principal Yang's character; while he appeared gentle, he was secretly full of ideas.

Lu Zhuxiao wasn't good at sweet talk, so he could only hope that the principal would talk to Meng Chuan a few more times and bring him under the United Nations's wing!

In addition to acquiring resources on its own, the school's development also relies on local government financial support.

Even though Yong'an is the capital of Shaanxi Province, it would still be quite difficult to ensure that both the United University and Yan Hua, two behemoths, are well-fed at the same time.

Therefore, the rivalry between the two tigers in Yong'an is becoming increasingly apparent.

He thought to himself:
"We can't wait any longer, we need to find the principal right away!"

I heard that Meng Chuan and Zheng Tianwang's little girl have a past relationship.

Young people often find it hard to resist the charms of beautiful women; Principal Yang needs to give them some pointers.
[Cough cough.]

Meng Chuan held the phone with his right hand and gently pinched his nose with his left.

He sensed someone was secretly watching him.
【What's wrong? Are you having trouble adjusting to the environment at the UN?】

"On the other end of the phone," Zheng Zhenzhen asked.

Shortly after Meng Chuan left, he happened to receive a phone call from Zheng Zhenzhen inviting him to dinner.

During this period, Meng Chuan's martial arts training was as carefree as that of an immortal, with beautiful women accompanying him in training every day.

Not only on campus, but also sparring and competing with Meng Jiaolong.

Meanwhile, Zheng Zhenzhen, who was far away in Yanhua, also invited him several times.

After several more duels with this tiger woman, he no longer struggled to win at the tomb of King Xiang, and naturally won easily with his superior strength.

In summary, Meng Chuan's recent martial arts career can be described as "subduing dragons and tigers," how exhilarating! Coming back to his senses, he chatted with Zheng Zhenzhen for a few more minutes and agreed on a time for their next match.

On the other end of the phone, Zheng Zhenzhen said reproachfully:

Can't you just come to Yanhua once in a while? You always make me travel so far.

[I'll definitely do it next time.]

Zheng Zhenzhen was speechless:
[Next time again]

The two fought in Luo Shi's Infinite Martial Arts Hall.

After all, Meng Chuan couldn't very well bring her to the UN General Assembly.
Finally, Zheng Zhenzhen earnestly reminded him:
During the Chinese New Year, I will have to go back to Yanhua Mountain with my grandmother.

You promised to treat me to dinner when we were on the mountaintop, so hurry up and make sure you keep your promise before the new year!

Meng Chuan was speechless. He remembered that he had invited everyone on the mountain together, so how did it become just her alone?
The thought in my mind was:

"Being alone is fine too; I'm broke lately, so it saves money."

【Let's do it this weekend then. There's a mala tang (spicy hot pot) place right at the Wuguan intersection. It's all-you-can-eat for ten yuan, and the taste is pretty good.】

[Meng Chuan! You're so stingy! How can there be such a miserly guy like you!]

Zheng Zhenzhen hung up the phone in anger.

Time flies, and the weekend is here in the blink of an eye.

3 PM, Wuxian Martial Arts Hall, Greenland Plaza.

Zheng Zhenzhen arrived as scheduled with the school's mission.

“Zheng Zhenzhen, you made an appointment with your senior brother.”

Although Luo Guanyun is not around recently, the martial arts school is still doing quite well thanks to Meng Chuan's prestigious reputation.

After the busy registration process at the front desk, Zheng Zhenzhen was able to step into the expanded martial arts hall.

Looking up, she saw a figure above the newly reinforced arena in the martial arts school, which immediately made her feel annoyed.
Meng Jiaolong leaned against the octagonal cage's iron mesh with her arms crossed, her gray sports vest soaked with sweat.

"That woman surnamed Meng! What's she doing here?"

With a sharp rebuke, Zheng Zhenzhen's aura surged, and she grabbed a sandbag three meters away, sending it flying.

A fifty-kilogram sandbag, like a cannonball, slammed into Meng Chuan, who was looking down, searching for a crack in the ground.

"Could it be that Yan Hua's food is too spicy, causing Sister Zheng to be so irritable?"

As Meng Jiaolong spoke, she flashed in front of Meng Chuan, her slender arm drawing a dragon-shaped energy to deftly deflect the force.

At this moment, Meng Chuan wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
He didn't intentionally create this situation of a fierce battle between dragons and tigers.

I didn't invite Meng Jiaolong today, but she happened to come to the martial arts gym and even signed up for a membership, so I couldn't just kick her out.
Enraged, Zheng Zhenzhen leaped into the air and instantly rushed onto the arena, glaring angrily at the two despicable men and women.

Meng Jiaolong has cultivated a dragon-like form, which has naturally made her figure much slimmer and more slender.

Zheng Zhenzhen stared at the other person, who was more than half a head taller than her, looking as angry as a silly tiger.

"Meng Chuan, are you mute? Weren't we supposed to have a one-on-one sparring session today? Why is she here?"

Meng Chuan sighed, rubbing his forehead.

Before I could explain, Meng Jiaolong spoke first, puffing out her chest and raising her head, saying:
"Who knew you, you tigress, would come? We're both classmates from the Southwest Associated University, what's wrong with a little friendly sparring?"

Immediately afterwards, she suddenly bent down and leaned close to Zheng Zhenzhen's ear, her dragon-shaped energy stirring up a breeze that ruffled the stray hairs at Zheng Zhenzhen's temples.

"Potato Tiger, even the stepping stone is half an inch higher than you."

Zheng Zhenzhen was so angry that she laughed instead.

"Fine, fine, so you two surnamed Meng are bullying me, aren't you?"

She suddenly rose higher, her fists clenched like tiger claws, and swung them fiercely at Meng Jiaolong.

"Grandma's Tiger-Style Fist is a cure for itchy dragon scales!"

"Itchy my foot!"

Meng Jiaolong said, both embarrassed and angry.

At the same time, he spun around on one foot, and his dragon-shaped whip kick swept out with a whooshing sound.

Zheng Zhenzhen suddenly crouched down and lunged forward, her tiger claws quietly reaching for his ankle!
This is the Tiger Form Boxing of the Pictographic School, the Zen Mind Roaring Tiger – [Subduing Tiger Listening to the Wind Style].

The instant the dragon and tiger energies collided, Meng Chuan felt that although the residual wind wasn't very powerful, his face inexplicably stung.
He immediately stepped aside, making room for the dragon and tiger to fight.

He knew perfectly well that he couldn't speak at this moment; remaining silent would be the best course of action.
After stepping off the stage, Meng Chuan shouted to those around him:

"Stop joining in the fun! You've all mastered your punches, right? Go practice your martial arts!"

In the entire martial arts school, even the instructors couldn't beat him; Meng Chuan, as the senior disciple, exuded an air of authority.

The crowd responded and moved away, occasionally glancing back with lingering reluctance.

Who doesn't love watching beautiful women fight?

Even if the two are too strong to see clearly, the strong wind blowing by makes the air smell delicious.

Le Ping mingled in the crowd and silently gave Meng Chuan a thumbs up:
"Brother Chuan is awesome!"

Although both of them are beautiful, one is graceful and the other is charming and lovely, each has her own unique characteristics.

But their tempers are all more volatile than the last.
"Two hot-tempered women, getting involved with even one is bad luck, but Brother Chuan'er has gotten involved with both, it must be a blessing from his ancestors."

The two gradually became more and more heated, and Meng Chuan had a vague sense of foreboding.

He felt that if he didn't take action, the newly installed arena would fall apart.

He then darted between the two women, his liver-wood energy emanating from his palms and entangling their burgeoning power.

With his left hand, he grabbed Meng Jiaolong's whip-like leg; with his right hand, he blocked Zheng Zhenzhen's tiger claws.
"You two ladies, if you want to fight, go outside and fight!"

Thank you all for the monthly tickets!
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(End of this chapter)