With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 170 Judge Chuan Ge, Reversing the Heavenly Gang (3k)

Meng Chuan could not sense the depth of the woman in the dress.

But the opponent, who could come down from the sky, must undoubtedly be a grandmaster.

As Master Luo once said.

I'm the only martial arts master who can fly.

He dared not overstep his bounds and rose to greet them with the courtesy due to a martial artist.

The woman's expression was aloof, but she still nodded in greeting.

"Master Chen has arrived?"

Principal Yang walked over from the side and sat down next to the woman surnamed Chen.

At the same time, he also introduced Meng Chuan to:

"This is the person in charge of the United Nations University Master Class, Master Chen [Flying Flowers Chasing the Moon · Chen Qiushui], who is very likely to be your future class teacher."

Meng Chuan's expression hardened, and he bowed solemnly again.

This junior was clearly valued by Principal Yang, and the woman then looked at him seriously and nodded.

After that, Meng Chuan was no longer involved; he didn't have the clout to participate in the conversation between the Martial Arts Venerable and the Grandmaster.

But it's fine to just listen without saying anything.
Yang Huan remained calm and said indifferently:
"Master Chen should have already received the series of new regulations that headquarters has just issued, right?"

This isn't a secret; there's no need to hide it.

Chen Qiushui frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then replied:
"Principal Yang, I understand the rest of the regulations; they are all policies that benefit students."

But there's one thing I don't understand, and I'd like to ask Principal Yang about it.

Is there any point in using a tiered resource allocation system within the Master Class?

Yang Huan smiled and said:
"Tell me your thoughts."

Chen Qiushui:
"In my personal opinion, the Master Class is already the most outstanding group of students in the entire university."

Further dividing resources would be somewhat detrimental to internal unity, and I don't think that's healthy competition.

Chen Qiushui is right; being admitted to the Master Class does not mean you can rest easy.

If they don't continue to work hard, they will also face the risk of being replaced by other students who did not get into the Master Class.

Therefore, the martial arts training atmosphere in the master class is very strong. Everyone helps each other and is eager to make progress, fearing that their classmates and friends will be replaced by others.

Chen Qiushui felt that the pressure was already enough. If this high-pressure policy of internally allocating resources in a tiered manner were to be implemented further, internal conflicts were likely to arise within the Grandmaster Class.

Although she was aloof, she genuinely cared about her students.

Yang Huan glanced at Meng Chuan, who was eavesdropping, and then said:

"The headquarters has its own considerations. This new regulation is not targeted at Yong'an, but will be implemented in all campuses."

We'll carry it out; if it doesn't work, we can report it to headquarters later.

We all know that Principal Sui is not an uncommunicable person.

Yang Huan didn't explain further, believing that Chen Qiushui would understand the reasoning behind it.

Grandmasters are not merely puppets of power; they are also individuals of great wisdom.

Chen Qiushui naturally knew that she had only mentioned it casually.

But I still have some worries in my heart, wondering what Principal Sui's intentions are.

"The country is vigorously promoting the Supernova Competition, with the aim of benefiting more grassroots university martial arts practitioners."

The UN General Assembly's series of new regulations, which aim to concentrate resources on top-tier entities, seem to contradict the prevailing trend.

Is it a clash of ideologies or...?

In an era where individual power is amplified to an unlimited extent.

For the top experts who have lived from the early days of the Great Chu Kingdom, or even before its founding, to the present day, the Great Chu Kingdom is more like a framework.

Within this environment, one can better showcase their talents and ambitions.

Undoubtedly, the ultimate goal in the heart of every righteous martial artist is to eliminate the demonic path and destroy the Heavenly Demon.

Different paths lead to the same goal: to protect our homeland and defend our country.

A martial artist, however, only believes in himself.

Meng Chuan listened intently from the side.

Regardless of anything else, I always felt that what the two of them had just said might be beneficial to my future.

"Internal distribution—isn't it just a matter of who has the bigger fist gets the bigger share?"

Meng Chuan shook his head and stopped thinking about it. The Grandmaster Class was not yet a done deal, and there were still six months until the martial arts exam. He shouldn't think about these things for now.

Seeing that the two were silent, he came back to his senses and continued watching the game. The students in the audience were also outstanding among their peers.

Although not as good as himself, he had his own strengths, and Meng Chuan could naturally learn something from him.

Time passed by, and Meng Chuan returned from lunch to find the final round of the competition already underway on the stage.

He immediately noticed Xu Qingfeng's swaggering appearance on the third arena.

The kid was dressed in a yellow shirt today, and his long, flowing hair was tied up with a gold hairpin. Meng Chuan wanted to jump down and kick him a couple of times just looking at him.
In the arena.

Xu Qingfeng's opponent was a master of the Snake-Shaped Divine Hand technique, a peak Qi and Blood Qi cultivator at the seventh level, whose skills were extremely sharp.

Facing a formidable opponent, Xu Qingfeng deftly defended himself with a single hand, wielding the Qiankun Bagua with one hand while keeping the other hidden behind his back.

His Bagua energy was so tight and impenetrable that his opponent's hands moved as nimbly and naturally as a supple snake.

The two seemed to be playing mahjong on the spot.
"Xu Qingfeng is not honest. Didn't he say before that he couldn't make the Bagua with one hand?"

Meng Chuan was puzzled. When Xu Qingfeng injured one hand before, he absolutely refused to spar with him.

Returning our attention to the arena, he nodded as he watched, clearly having learned quite a bit.

The most important aspect of the Snake Form Boxing of the Imitation School is to train the arms to be as flexible and boneless as possible, emphasizing the agility and strength of the body's joints and parts.

In terms of soft boxing alone, Meng Chuan admitted that he was inferior to this snake-like person.

Continuing to look down, Xu Qingfeng was ultimately a cut above the rest, and after several dozen rounds, he found an opportunity.

The serpentine figure first thrust with one hand, hissing like a rattlesnake, aiming straight for Xu Qingfeng's throat.

Faced with the crisis, he first retreated.

Simultaneously, he slammed his left leg into the ground, using the recoil to launch a sudden counterattack. Unlike his previous supple and graceful movements, once Xu Qingfeng exerted his power, the Bagua formation was no longer like rain and dew, but like thunder!

The serpentine man's slippery body suddenly froze, and Xu Qingfeng quickly grabbed him from behind.

A slight cracking sound came from the other person's body, as they tried to slip away like a snake.

But Xu Qingfeng was clearly not going to let him succeed. He unleashed the powerful energy of the Eight Gates and struck the opponent's back with lightning speed, knocking him off the stage.

On the judging panel, some university leaders nodded to each other.

"After Xu Qingfeng entered the eighth level, his strength improved significantly."

"Indeed, Xu Qingfeng was already quite remarkable during the seventh stage. Judging from his performance, he has a good chance of winning the championship in this competition."

"Hmm, it's a pity about Hao Lin. If he hadn't run into Xu Qingfeng, he would have had a chance to make it into the top seven."

Including the newly enrolled Xu Qingfeng, there are only three students in the pre-high school at the eighth level. Apart from him, the other two are students who have been suspended from their previous grades.

The limited number of final rounds, coupled with the judges' comments after each match, caught Meng Chuan somewhat off guard.

He muttered to himself:
"The advisor didn't say anything beforehand."

After the previous speakers finished, it was Meng Chuan's turn.

He stood up and looked at Xu Qingfeng.
"Well played."

Meng Chuan gave the other person a thumbs up, then sat down and muted his microphone.

We're all brothers, so just give us some encouragement.

Xu Qingfeng smiled and bowed in greeting, feeling a pleasant surprise in his heart.

After all, if the roles were reversed and I were sitting on the judges' panel, I would definitely seize the opportunity to show off.

"Meng Chuan is a good man, someone I can get along with!"

Time ticked by, and the game continued.

After each match, Meng Chuan would give them a lot of encouragement.

He has already taught and guided everyone a lot during his boxing practice, so there's no need for him to show off.

The sun is about to set, and the final match is approaching.

Xu Qingfeng vs. Fu Long

The match was going on for ages, and Meng Chuan had finished practicing his stance training for the day. He was now intently watching the two players off the field.

He had fought Fu Long before. Fu Long was the only man in the entire preparatory high school who could last for dozens of moves against him.

Xu Qingfeng had just eliminated another veteran student from the Eighth Level, but he still hadn't used his Cloud Intent.

I wonder how the other party's cloud intent is progressing as their cultivation advances.

"Xu Qingfeng has just entered the eighth level of cultivation, and his qi and blood are at a disadvantage. Fu Long's attack is swift and fierce. I don't know if he can withstand it."

"It's finally coming to an end," Principal Yang casually asked.

"Meng Chuan, who do you think will win between these two?"

"Xu Qingfeng, I know him well, although he had just fought a fierce battle at the eight passes and exhausted a lot of his energy."

But this kid has good stamina; he's far from reaching his limit.

Adding to this the hidden, unspoken intent of Yun Yi, Fu Long is likely doomed.

Yang Huan nodded in agreement, ruling out the possibility of him suddenly unleashing his full power as a Venerable One.

He can tell the outcome of many matches just by glancing at them before they even start.

Seeing that Principal Yang seemed quite familiar with the young man, Chen Qiushui, who was standing to the side, also asked:

"If I put you on the field, are you confident you can win?"

She could sense Meng Chuan's qi and blood, which was only at the eighth level; stop talking big all day.

"Easily."

Meng Chuan said solemnly.

When the time comes to perform, he will naturally not hold back.

If it were a life-or-death struggle, Fu Long was even confident he could kill instantly.

My good friend Xu Qingfeng is too agile; it will take a while to defeat him.

Chen Qiushui nodded. Principal Yang dared not boast or exaggerate in front of him, so it seemed that this boy indeed had extraordinary abilities.

No wonder her daughter seemed to have a bit of a crush on this guy.

That's right, what Meng Chuan didn't know was...

His future homeroom teacher is very likely to be Meng Jiaolong's biological mother.
The final round of the New Year's competition has begun.

On the arena, Xu Qingfeng unleashed his Cloud Intent right from the start, no longer holding back.

To hide one's abilities from Fu Long would be disrespectful to one's opponent.

Fu Long's offensive was initially swift and fierce. His Tiger and Leopard Double Forms were incredibly powerful, with roars and hisses echoing throughout the back mountain.

However, Xu Qingfeng, relying on his mastery of the Eight Trigrams of Heaven and Earth, managed to keep Youlong locked in a stalemate for hundreds of moves.

As time went on, Fu Long's condition declined, and his physical strength gradually failed him.

In the end, Xu Qingfeng forced him to the edge of the ring and smashed him down.

The judges and everyone in the audience couldn't help but applaud for both of them.

This was the most exciting match of the day.

Principal Yang was very satisfied. Meng Chuan's pre-match analysis was absolutely correct, and Xu Qingfeng ultimately made it to the end.

At the edge of the ring, the students were also enjoying the show and were shouting loudly.

"Brother Xu is awesome! Champion!"

Xu Qingfeng raised his arm and shouted, his expression unrestrained and high-spirited.

Someone secretly suggested:

"I think Xu Ge can take advantage of his championship momentum and challenge Chuan Ge on the judging panel."

"How dare you! You've defied the Heavenly Order!"

(End of this chapter)