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Chapter 171 I'm taking up one spot, any objections? (3k)

Afterwards, Principal Yang went down to the stage and presented awards to the top three students in the competition.

Xu Qingfeng enjoyed this feast and gained cultivation resources worth approximately 400,000.

Meng Chuan was extremely envious of this. He wished he had begged his advisor to let him go down and compete as well.
After presenting the awards, Yang Huan offered a few words of encouragement and then flew away from the back mountain.

He still had social engagements to attend to in the evening; even a respected person cannot always avoid such occasions.

He handed over the follow-up situation on the field to An Jing, who then stepped down to announce the subsequent matters of the New Year's Grand Competition.

"Xu Qingfeng, Fu Long, and the top seven students have qualified for the preliminary round of the National Martial Arts Supernova Competition."

Finally, I hope that you seven can uphold the prestige of the UN Preparatory High School!

Applause erupted, and several students who narrowly missed out were filled with envy.

Not every student is a second-generation military officer. The United University taught without discrimination, and there were many students from ordinary families as well.

Martial artists are not hermits living in the mountains; they must also abide by social rules and are naturally unable to escape the pursuit of fame and fortune.

The Supernova Competition is now the best arena for fame and fortune in the Great Chu.

Unfortunately, it was not meant to be for them.

At this moment, a student asked curiously:
"Where's Brother Chuan? He's so strong, it would be a shame if he didn't participate."

Someone nearby who knew the inside story explained:

"This is a competition venue provided by the state for university martial arts students. Our pre-university students are benefiting from the United Nations University's support."

"Brother Chuan, since you haven't officially enrolled, you're basically a high school student from another school."

Meng Chuan practiced boxing at the pre-high school every day, causing many people to subconsciously overlook this fact.

Many people said with regret:
"Oh, that's a real shame."

But An Jing continued:

"Finally, three family warriors who maintain friendly cooperation with the General Assembly will join us."

Before he could finish speaking, three people came up from the foot of the mountain, and someone interrupted him.

"Whoever wants to challenge the three of us, let him come over here quickly, don't waste time."

The person who spoke was extremely rude and showed no respect whatsoever for martial artists.

An Jing was not annoyed when he was interrupted.

Some members of aristocratic families are pampered and have always practiced martial arts at home without experiencing the harsh realities of society.

She said lightly:
“Zhou Xin, a disciple of the Zhou family, this is the United Nations University. Watch your words.”

There were at least five masters on the judging panel alone. How could a mere branch of the Zhou family from Beijing dare to compete with the United Nations University?
So what if they're from a family of grandmasters? This is the United Nations General Assembly.

Seeing that there seemed to be something amusing to watch, many students curiously observed the three of them.

"What's going on? Someone dares to act recklessly at the UN General Assembly?"

"I don't know, let's keep reading. It seems to be related to the Supernova Tournament quota."

The judges didn't react much either; it was just a matter between juniors, and there was no need to make a big deal out of it.

Zhou Xin was just pretending, and kept silent when An Jing opened his mouth.

The other man standing nearby instead spoke up, revealing his true colors:

"Yeah, all sorts of cats and dogs want to join in the fun?"
What is the Luo family? This young master doesn't fight with nobodys.

"Then please, teacher, tell Meng Chuan to come down quickly, lest he cause a lapse in attention."

This person spoke with even greater arrogance; he was a disciple of a branch of the Zheng family.

Although the main branch of the Zheng family is rooted in Yan Hua, the head of the branch family has a long-standing relationship with the Northern Union University.

Therefore, this opportunity to compete was given to him, the most talented disciple in the family.

The two had been practicing martial arts in their family since childhood, and now that they had finally escaped the monotonous practice, they wanted to make a name for themselves.

Seeing so many martial artists present, he suddenly lost control of himself and became extremely agitated.

Chen Qiushui glanced at Meng Chuan beside her and understood the current situation.

Meng Chuan smiled slightly in response to Master Chen, but in his heart he had already sentenced the man to death.

"Any Tom, Dick, or Harry from the Luo family, good, good, good."

In his heart, Luo Guanyun held a position as high as Mount Tai and the Five Sacred Mountains.

Such provocation deserves to be exposed; otherwise, it would be a disservice to one's teacher.

The last of the three women was Liu Shuxue from the Liu family.

She was extremely worried about Zheng Tao's bold statement.
He immediately frowned, stepped back, and shielded the two of them in front of him.

Before leaving today, her second uncle specially found her a CCTV video of Meng Chuan practicing martial arts in the community.

The scene, the strength of their grip, it was terrifying!
She immediately understood a principle.

Taking a step back now will surely open up a whole new world.
At the same time, many students understood what was going on.

"Brother Chuan is going to spar with these three to decide the spots in the Supernova Tournament, right?"

"Yes, my cousin trains at the Infinite Martial Arts Academy."

The master of the academy is Master Luo, Chuan Ge's personal disciple. I heard that Master Luo only has Chuan Ge as his disciple.

The student nodded thoughtfully:

"Then isn't that kid who just spoke doomed?"

"No need for further explanation, just prepare to open your phone and record."

The video of Meng Chuan beating up Lin Yue is still posted on forums and remains very popular.

All the students in the preparatory high school knew that Meng Chuan always smiled slightly at everyone, and was extremely polite on the surface.

But if you dare to provoke him, he'll immediately turn on you; his subordinates are ruthless and vicious.
Therefore, everyone's eyes turned to the person who spoke.

Everyone's gaze was unanimous; there was not a trace of anger at the perceived offense to the General Assembly, only deep sympathy.

"How tragic, how truly tragic."

"The betting has started. Let's see how many moves this kid can last."

Fu Long spoke up:
"I'll bet thirty moves that this kid's strength is about the same as mine."

Meng Chuan is probably pretty angry right now; he'll likely go all out from the start.

He had fought Meng Chuan several times and was very experienced in taking beatings.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xin and Zheng Tao were both a little confused.

The stares of the crowd were piercing; the two whispered among themselves:

"Brother Zhou, what do they mean by this?"

"Brother Zheng, I don't understand either." The script was different from what they had expected, and the two looked at each other in bewilderment.

The atmosphere froze, and Meng Chuan slowly stood up.

He looked down at Zheng Tao and Zhou Xin by the ring.

He said calmly:

"You two have quite a few complaints about my teacher and me."

The next moment, Meng Chuan leaped down, and when he landed, his energy seemed to solidify and spread out in all directions.

"Let's all go at once, so as not to waste time."

Zheng Tao and Zhou Xin were so angry they laughed. Did they think they were small fry who wanted to take on two people at once?

Before anyone could refute this, Meng Chuan continued:

"Come up, don't mess things up."

He returned those words to the other person completely.

"The thief is so brave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Tao shot forward like an arrow, unable to tolerate Meng Chuan's arrogant behavior!

He wanted to defend the Zheng family's honor and make that brat pay the price!
"Well done!"

A glint of light flashed in Meng Chuan's eyes.

The next moment, a surge of air rose beneath his feet, lifting him as if he were standing in mid-air.

Meng Chuan raised his right wrist, pressed his thumb down to form a fist, and amidst the crimson waves of energy, ripples of his fist energy spread through the crimson.

Iron fists pounded into Zheng Tao's body again and again, like red ink dancing in the air!

bulging veins erupted from Meng Chuan's wrist, while Zheng Tao, like a giant sandbag, rose and fell amidst the crimson sea.

"He's definitely skilled; there's no exaggeration."

Chen Qiushui's expression shifted slightly. Putting aside the boy's strength, his murderous aura was extremely valuable.

"No wonder Principal Yang values ​​him so highly; he has both ability and potential, truly a treasure."

The other judges also focused their attention, only then realizing why he hadn't participated in the competition.

If Meng Chuan were to step down, who else would have a chance to compete?

Coming to his senses, Zheng Tao flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and then...

He rolled on the ground and vomited blood.

He crashed into Zhou Xin and completely lost consciousness.

Meng Chuan didn't go for the kill; a "minor punishment" was enough.

An Jing beckoned, and the school doctor waiting by the arena stepped forward to provide emergency treatment to Zheng Tao.

She was secretly delighted; it seemed that Meng Chuan's ruthlessness at times was indeed not a bad thing.

Meng Chuan stepped heavily into the air, supported by an invisible cloud platform that maintained his posture.

"You cat or dog, it's your turn."

Zhou Xin didn't dare to go on stage; he was trembling like a leaf.

All he's good for is his stubbornness:

"You peasant, you've got some nerve."

Meng Chuan's gaze was icy. He took two steps, and the ladder to the clouds vanished and landed on the ground.

He walked slowly to the edge of the ring, his bulging muscles casting a large shadow that completely obscured Zhou Xin's figure.

"you you."

The next moment, Meng Chuan twisted his back as if an earth dragon were turning over, and his right hand moved with lightning speed, his five fingers gripping Zhou Xin's crown like pincers, lifting him off the ground.

Zhou Xin completely lost his composure as an eighth-level martial artist, kicking his legs wildly in the air, and the jade-inlaid silk belt around his waist snapped in response.

"If you don't control your mouth, I'll knock all your teeth out."

He looked towards Liu Shuxue in the distance, only to find that she had retreated to a distance of fifty meters away at some point.

Liu Shuxue silently thanked her second uncle, Liu Sanduo, and praised herself for her quick thinking.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

After Zhou Xin shut up, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.

It was immediately filled with hissing sounds of people gasping for air.

"Holy crap, that's fucking awesome!"

Although the students had seen Meng Chuan perform martial arts many times, each time they were still amazed and impressed.

They're all just driving piles; nothing beats the shock of hammering a real person!

Fu Long smiled bitterly. He had thought that thirty moves was an exaggeration, but he hadn't expected it to be a one-sided massacre.

Xu Qingfeng had lost the high spirits he had when he won the championship. He knew that if he had played, the result would have been the same.

"Are barriers starting to appear between us?"

I thought he would catch up after passing through the Eight Gates of Qi and Blood.

But it seems the gap has widened even further; he no longer even has the qualifications to force Meng Chuan to unleash his [second state].

Xu Qingfeng finally understood one thing.

"For some people, the first time you face them is the closest you get, and it's also the only chance you have to win."

Meng Jiaolong, standing to the side, stared at Meng Chuan with sparkling eyes.

On the judges' panel, Chen Qiushui watched this scene with some irritation.

It's obvious that the man is heartless, while the woman is interested.

Meng Chuan tossed Zhou Xin aside with one hand and ignored him.

"I'll take up one spot, any objections?"

Zhou Xin felt a chill run down his spine.

He shook his head, not daring to speak.

"From now on, practice your boxing more and talk less trash, understand?"

Zhou Xin nodded vigorously.

At this moment, An Jing spoke softly:
"So, the spots are decided: Meng Chuan, Liu Shuxue, and Zhou Xin."

Judging from Zheng's appearance, he probably won't have a chance to compete with Zhou Xin.

(End of this chapter)