With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 180: Using Father's Strength to Form a Group to Stage an Accident (3k)

"Absolutely! How can a tiger father have a dog son?"
I believe that Xiao Meng's future achievements will certainly be no less than those of Master Luo!

After responding to the other party, Director Zhou did not treat Meng Chuan like a child at all.

He bowed to him solemnly and said:

"Xiao Meng, Uncle Zhou is also a native of Yong'an. If there is anything I can do to help you in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."

Having said that, he abandoned his usual demeanor.

He handed his business card to Meng Chuan with both hands.

To be able to serve as the head of a place requires not only the strength of a martial artist, but also exceptional interpersonal skills.

This was the grandmaster's only direct disciple, so it couldn't be considered him bowing down and flattering.

Meng Chuan, being quite adept at social etiquette, accepted the business card and responded just as readily:
"Thank you for coming today, Uncle Zhou. I will definitely need your help in the future."

"Haha, easy to talk about."

In the distance stands Yu Zhu Qing Li Cuizhen, the head of the Green Snake Martial Arts School, now known as the Infinite Martial Arts School, and one of the instructors of the Imitation Boxing style.

He was an old acquaintance of Meng Chuan.

During the martial arts competition, she exchanged a few words with Luo Guanyun on the judges' panel, but who knew that things would turn out so unexpectedly.
Standing next to Li Cuizhen was her first opponent in her debut battle, a girl who practiced snake-style movements.

Meng Chuan had long forgotten her name.

Li Xiaoyue gazed at the young man being fawned over by the municipal bigwigs from afar, and suddenly felt as if life were a dream.

She is currently at the sixth level of Qi and Blood, which is considered outstanding among her peers.

He thought he had made rapid progress, but standing next to Meng Chuan, he still paled in comparison.

He's passed level eight.

She had a minor disagreement with Meng Chuan on the field before, so she didn't dare to go up and greet him.

Meng Chuan noticed a gaze fixed on him from behind. From a distance, the person looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place them.

So he responded with a smile, saying that today is a joyous occasion and all who come are guests.

He had been there for a long time but had not yet seen his master, so he took his master's place and went ahead to receive the important officials of Yong'an.

Before long, he vaguely sensed that Master Luo's voice was coming from afar.

"Master Wang, this is my personal disciple, Meng Chuan."

Luo Guanyun, dressed in a sharp black suit, walked over from a distance while introducing himself to a dignified old man beside him.

As everyone saw the key personnel arriving from afar, they all found their places and stood on both sides.

In the distance, the old man walked steadily and nodded in approval.

“I’ve heard this child’s name many times at the Yong’an Development Conference. Seeing is believing, and he is indeed a young prodigy.”

Luo Guanyun smiled and nodded in agreement, then walked over to Meng Chuan and introduced him:

"This is the Party Secretary of Yong'an City. You should call him Uncle Wang."

"Hello, Uncle Wang."

Meng Chuan Shangdao.

Although Secretary Wang is old, his master-level knowledge and experience of over a hundred years remain.

It was immediately apparent that Meng Chuan had a solid foundation.

He was a little surprised; he had thought some people at the meeting were exaggerating, but it turned out they were being conservative.

"With a strong physique, abundant blood and qi, and solid meridians, this child's future is limitless."

His mind raced with thoughts, and he smiled faintly:
"Xiao Meng, your name is on Yong'an's list of key talents to be cultivated this year."

Perform well, and not only will Master Luo be your backer, but the entire Yong'an City will be your backer as well.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

Meng Chuan was secretly surprised.

He had heard Meng Jiaolong mention the "List of Key Talents to be Cultivated in Yong'an City".

In the entire city of Yong'an, only a handful of university martial arts geniuses from the United University and Yan Hua's Yong'an branch campus were included.

Being included in this list not only provides hundreds of thousands of yuan in funding each year, but also gives you the opportunity to be included in the National Talent Pool.

If you reach this point, it means that you will come into the country's view from now on.

Not only is their personal safety protected to the highest level, but every year there are also various rare resource quotas that are hard to come by and money can't buy.

The other benefits are countless.

Meng Chuan knew that he was doing his best for his father.

Because his master became a grandmaster, he truly came into the view of the higher-ups.

He understands that some things cannot be achieved through strength and talent alone.

From the moment he obtained the [One Certificate, Permanent Certificate], he continuously demonstrated his talent and strength, breaking through realms as easily as drinking water.

But it can't compare to my master breaking through another limit and becoming a grandmaster.

"Weakness is the original sin; no amount of talent can replace real combat strength."

But he was not discouraged. Now, with his master's help, he had risen to prominence and was making steady progress under his master's protection.

Later, he transformed into a ladder to heaven, sending his master to a higher place to see the scenery at the summit.

Meng Chuan was a straightforward and honest martial artist by nature, but not pedantic.

Whether it's flattery or praise from those around you.

I don't reject it.

Because fame and fortune can bring him resources, he only needs to use these things to pursue martial arts.

As long as one's desire for martial arts never fades, all other shackles will remain.

It's just a little bit of weathering.
The ribbon-cutting ceremony has concluded.

Meng Chuan, his mentor, and Secretary Wang stood together, all smiling broadly in front of the reporter's camera.

"Xiao Luo, you go ahead and get busy. I have a ton of work waiting for me in the office."

Secretary Wang is quite old and usually very busy, so he only managed to come today after much difficulty.

"Once this martial arts school is established, it will undoubtedly become a major taxpayer in Yong'an in the future."

Liu Sanduo greeted the martial arts school staff and saw Secretary Wang into the car.

Looking into the distance, Meng Chuan heard Luo Guanyun say calmly, "Wang Bingyi had already reached the level of a grandmaster a hundred years ago, and was originally a top genius who was expected to reach the level of a fifth-level Venerable."

Looking at his aged appearance now, do you think he deserved it?

Meng Chuan understood his master's meaning. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Power can be a powerful force, and I have reflected on that."

Luo Guanyun patted Meng Chuan on the shoulder and said in a deep voice:
"Strength is the foundation of everything. Your master built this vast empire for you so that you could practice martial arts without any distractions."

The Great Chu governs through military force; physical strength is equivalent to power, and this must never be forgotten.

Meng Chuan nodded vigorously; he understood these principles very well.

Power and wealth are all heretical paths; only martial arts are the foundation of everything.

Luo Guanyun changed his tone and said with a smile:

"I'm just giving you a heads-up. I knew you wouldn't like this kind of thing."

I'm happy today. Master was wrong; I shouldn't have lectured you. I'll go upstairs to get busy now.

"You're the senior disciple at the martial arts school, so stay in the reception area a little longer before you go practice."

"Understood. By the way, Master, with the martial arts school now so large, will it affect your training?"

Meng Chuan asked curiously.

Luo Guanyun waved his hand and said:

"Mind your own business. I'm just a little busy lately. I'm not teaching anymore, so what's the big deal?"

Meng Chuan stayed in the reception hall for a while longer, as guests came and went in an endless stream.

Every parent who brings their child wants to take a photo with Meng Chuan, this genius from Yong'an.

Everyone was dreaming:
"If only my child had that kind of talent."

They were all there to give him money, and he didn't refuse any of them.

With the reopening of Infinite Martial Arts Academy, the facilities and teaching staff have improved significantly, and the prices for students have also risen accordingly, increasing by 50%.

But that couldn't stop the crowd's fervent spending; in just over ten minutes, nearly ten million yuan entered the martial arts school's account.

He thought to himself:
"There are still a lot of rich people in Yong'an."

Although the fact that it had just opened was a factor, Meng Chuan still admired the money-making ability of Infinite Martial Arts School.

This is all thanks to Master Luo; he is the only grandmaster-level martial arts school in the entire Northwest region.

I'm sure my master will be able to secure first place in this year's Northwest Thousand Halls Competition.

Meng Chuan raised his phone and saw a bank deposit record.

One can't help but admire how swiftly Wang Zongshi acted; if he doesn't become the Party Secretary, who will?

The moment the word was spoken, the talent subsidy of 800,000 yuan arrived instantly. That's efficiency!

The car from Huayun Mansion also sent an arrival notification via SMS.

Meng Chuan planned to go directly to the pre-high school to practice boxing. Although the equipment at the martial arts school had been upgraded several levels, he still couldn't forget the silicon gold stakes.

There's no need to change out of the martial arts gym uniform; it's a good opportunity to do some pre-college promotion.

Normally, the school's little geniuses lament that they only get to see a grandmaster once every month or so.

Come to Infinite Martial Arts School! We won't teach you anything yet, we'll let you see them every day, as many as you like!
As Meng Chuan reached the edge of Infinite Square, he was about to get into his car and leave.

A metallic glint flashed, and a bodyguard-like figure steadily pushed an alloy wheelchair to his feet.

A young man with both legs in casts sat in a wheelchair. His face had just recovered from the swelling, but there were still faint bruises.

Meng Chuan was puzzled; what was going on?

"you are?"

"Zheng Tao, you beat me so badly, you don't remember anything?"

"profound."

It turns out he was that loser who insulted Professor Luo and tried to show off by vying for a spot at the back of the university that day.

Seeing that no one was around, Meng Chuan rolled up his sleeves and prepared to jump onto the wheelchair and start beating people.

"Your mother."

Upon seeing this, Zheng Tao screamed incoherently.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, and in his panic, he desperately twisted his body, trying to break free from the wheelchair and escape.

A size 44 foot lifted and stepped on his thigh, which was wrapped in a cast. Zheng Tao screamed in despair:
"Brother, help me!"

Meng Chuan was just testing the waters; he had no intention of bullying the elderly, weak, sick, or disabled.

He had been sensing someone in the distance watching him ever since he stepped out of the martial arts school's reception building.

But there was no malicious intent, so I didn't take it to heart.

In the blink of an eye, a handsome young man suddenly appeared and stood next to the wheelchair.

With a gentle breeze, the person appeared ethereal and exuded an aura of quiet authority.

He stood with his hands behind his back, calmly glanced at Meng Chuan, and then spoke:

"You've already beaten him so badly he's in a wheelchair, why bother hitting him again?"

Meng Chuan was completely baffled and full of doubts.

"Did Zheng Tao find a show-off to stage a group accident to extort money from us?"

Although this person exudes an overwhelming aura, one has to admit that he is a master.

Although he was not a martial artist, he could sense that the person's qi and blood were definitely superior to his own.

"How young Jiu Guan is!"

He slowly withdrew his foot, wanting to see what this arrogant guy was up to.

The man gently adjusted his cuffs, his movements elegant and composed, and slowly spoke:

"I was very disappointed when we first met."

"??"

Meng Chuan grew impatient and turned to leave.

It was already late, and this idiot was starting to interfere with my boxing practice.

(End of this chapter)