With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 181 Tiger Brother's Attack, Doma's Wrongful Soul (3k)

The man took a step and instantly appeared in front of Meng Chuan.

Then he glanced at Zheng Tao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, as if looking at a pitiful creature.

He said calmly to Meng Chuan:

“I am Zheng Zhenzhen’s biological brother. I have no say in your affairs with him.”

Meng Chuan was utterly speechless.

No wonder this guy has a "tiger-like" air about him; he's Tiger Sister's brother.
"Brother, what brings you here? Can you just finish what you need? I'm in a hurry to practice my boxing."

Meng Chuan is usually a man of few words, but he's really annoying.

"Zhenzhen's invitation to you to join Yan Hua is, in effect, an invitation from the Zheng family."

Why are you unwilling after being refused time and again?

Although Zheng Chengcheng felt that Meng Chuan's character was somewhat questionable as soon as they met.

However, his strength at the age of 17 was indeed not bad, only weaker than himself, and far superior to his peers by several times.

Prioritizing the overall situation, and recognizing the value of inviting Meng Chuan, he patiently continued his inquiry.

Meng Chuan, on a sudden inspiration, spoke with great emotion:
"Brother Zheng, I had no choice but to do this!"

Zheng Chengcheng became curious and then asked:

"What's the trouble you're facing? I, Zheng Chengcheng, am quite capable, so please speak freely."

"This person is actually quite nice," Meng Chuan whispered in his ear.

"My master's master wouldn't allow it!"

"Which old gentleman? I'll go and explain the pros and cons to him. Only by joining Yan Hua can you, Xiao Meng, truly showcase your talents!"

Zheng Chengcheng said in a deep voice.

He is a descendant of King Zheng, so who in Yong'an wouldn't give him some face?
Meng Chuan was secretly laughing his head off.

"You want footage? Let's see if you dare to go."

He was trying so hard to suppress his laughter that he almost choked.

He quickly said:

"My grandmaster is Yang Huan, the Peerless Flying General, and my grandmaster's master is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Chengcheng slapped him, her anger suddenly exploding!

"How dare you fool me, you brat!"

Venerable Yang's master was the champion of the previous River and Lake Tournament.

He can be considered the number one person below the Great Sage, the president of the Northern Union University [Martial Peak · Sui Chunqiu].

Meng Chuan had been on guard against him for a long time. He stretched his fist and drew in a breath of earth energy. The [Crushing Mountain and Shaking Earth Fist] struck heavily like a dragon turning over.

Bone fracture, disordered breathing, moistening, dampness, armor breakage, bloodshed!

His punch was delivered with full force. Although Tiger Girl's older brother loved to show off, his strength was indeed formidable, so he dared not be careless.

The moment the two fists collided, a shockwave erupted, clearing a three-zhang-wide area of ​​dust and simultaneously overturning the alloy wheelchair beside them.

Zheng Tao, who was in a wheelchair and curiously watching the drama unfold, suddenly took off.

Meng Chuan took two steps back and then sat down in the car next to him.

The driver was very skilled; he turned the steering wheel all the way to the left, floored the accelerator, and sped away.

Zheng Chengcheng remained calm as she slowly withdrew her hand and placed it behind her back, a faint throbbing pain emanating from her palm.

"That thief has some tricks up his sleeve."

Although his blood and qi were more robust, he couldn't compare to Meng Chuan in terms of skin thickness.

People in Infinite Square had already noticed this, and he immediately turned and left.

At the same time, he raised his hand and slowly dialed a number.

Uncle Xu, could you spare me a spot in the Supernova Tournament?

【.good.】

On the other end of the phone, Yan Hua, the principal of the Yong'an branch of Wuhan University, [Qi Hu Ling Kong · Xu Xiaorong], hung up.

Zheng Tao lay on the ground, staring blankly at his departing cousin, his mouth agape.

"I haven't left yet."

As the car drove away, Meng Chuan murmured to himself.

"This kid is pretty fierce. No wonder he's the grandson of the Heavenly King. Zheng Zhenzhen is too weak compared to him."

I feel like I can't beat him. I wonder if I can wear him down with my second form.

The next morning.

Gangzi Club.

Meng Chuan arrived as promised today, though he couldn't come yesterday due to other commitments.

As soon as he entered the gate and walked into the fitness area, he was delighted to run into an old acquaintance.

A burly figure, as strong as a black bear, was seen lifting dumbbells, sweating profusely.

Meng Chuan greeted them loudly:
"Hey bro?"

Chen Tie turned around and looked back, his face also showing joy.

"Meng Chuan?"

"Master Tie, you've gotten so sluggish these past few days?"

Chen Tie could use only his index finger to support the dumbbell in his hand while doing sets.

Logically speaking, Chen Tie's strength should be far more than this; at the very least, he should be a master of the Eight Gates of Iron Shirt.

At the same time, many acquaintances reached out to greet him.

"God Meng!"

"Why didn't Meng Shen come yesterday?"

Meng Chuan smiled and responded to each of his buddies.

"Something came up yesterday."

Chen Tie, who was standing to the side, put the dumbbells back on the rack and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He said helplessly:
"You're still young, you'll understand when you have a girlfriend."

When his girlfriend was mentioned, a smile appeared on Chen Tie's face. It was unexpected that he was also a warrior of pure love.

Meng Chuan didn't believe it; his second brother also had some talent.

Otherwise, the [Tama Iron Crotch] technique wouldn't have reached mastery so quickly.
Thinking of this, he then promoted the Duomo Iron Crotch to Chen Tie and the brothers who had gathered around to join in the fun.

Meng Chuan felt that Grandmaster Domo should award him the title of Ambassador for the Promotion of the Practice.
Chen Tie carefully saved the electronic version of the Duomo Iron Crotch.

Then, he watched as the crowd gathered around Meng Chuan, calling him "God Meng" very frequently.

"Brother Chen, go over there and study it. Don't block my view of Meng Shenlian's back training."

He sighed inwardly, realizing how much time had passed and how those old friends had faded like withered leaves. "Before Xiao Meng came, I was the 'god' of this fitness area."

Otherwise, Li Weigang wouldn't have treated him differently; Chen Tie does have a real talent for physical training.

However, he has now become a younger brother.
"Xiao Meng, let's go line up."

Li Weigang shouted from afar.

"Brother Gang is here."

After saying goodbye to Teacher Chen Tie, Meng Chuan followed Li Weigang into the rehearsal room.

Chen Tie watched Meng Chuan's retreating figure, feeling a mix of emotions.

"The brat of yesteryear is now the [God Meng] whom I must look up to."

He had anticipated this day while he was at Ping An Middle School.

I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.

The energetic volleyball match ended.

Looking at the panel showing the increasing proficiency of the four hard skills, Meng Chuan felt a sense of exhilaration.

I felt unwell all day yesterday because I didn't hit him, but I finally felt better today.

Li Weigang and Meng Chuan chatted casually about adjusting their breathing.

As the one who actually did the sparring, Meng Chuan's thick skin and double the working hours were quite tiring, even for a martial artist.

"Brother Gang, do you have any real-level groin kung fu?"

Seeing Chen Tie's seemingly insincere expression today, Meng Chuan couldn't help but worry about his own future.

Li Weigang said:

"As far as I know, the Duomo Iron Crotch you practiced doesn't have any further advanced techniques, and neither does the Shaolin Iron Crotch."

"Ahem, but you really do have a talent for external martial arts. You could consider developing your own technique someday to benefit the martial arts heroes of our Great Chu."

Martial artists possess exceptional physical strength and energy, far exceeding that of ordinary people. Female martial artists are the cream of the crop, each one as fierce as a wolf or tiger.
Meng Chuan nodded; he would take on this heavy responsibility.

Li Weigang then asked curiously:
"By the way, have you thought about what you'll train for after you finish the Iron Leg training?"

"Iron Body".

Li Weigang was speechless; it really was a Domo family bundle.

Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?

"no."

Meng Chuan simply wanted to complete the Rock series' limit-breaking trait counter-damage set.

Li Weigang nodded and joked:
"That's good. The Domo series of hard skills doesn't include Iron Head Skill. I was worried you wouldn't be able to collect them all, and I would feel bad about it."

"."

Even if he's there, I won't train; there's no need to risk getting hurt myself.
The ordeal is over, and it's rare to find someone with such great perseverance still queuing up today.

"Meng Shen, I'm going in."

Meng Chuan nodded and opened the door to the batting room to make way for him.

After they came out, Chen Tie handed them a glass of warm water.

"Thanks, old friend."

Since they were all on the same side, Meng Chuan drank it all down without any hesitation.

"Keep it up, Xiao Meng! I'm relying on you to make me proud now. You need to keep flying higher!"

Chen Tie sighed.

During a break in Meng Chuanpai's game, he had just gone outside and boasted to everyone about his experiences at Ping'an Middle School.

He was also Meng Shen's sparring coach!

Therefore, his status successfully changed from younger brother to older brother, and he regained his position.

Seeing Chen Tie's serious expression, Meng Chuan also said solemnly:

"You're exaggerating, Brother Tie. I still have to thank you for your previous help. If there's anything I can do to help, just call me, like asking for help with chores."

"No need for that."

End of a day's hard work.

Before going to sleep, the effects of the Tantric oil on Meng Chuan's legs evaporated completely.

Under the incantation that sounded like a demon's whisper, [Tama Iron Legs], which was already just a little short of proficiency, successfully broke through its limit.

As his perception sharpened, he became aware of it again.

As they were on the verge of breaking through their limits, a mysterious power quietly emerged, accompanied by the chanting of scriptures.

This time, the feeling was more real; it seemed I was starting to appreciate this mysterious power.
As his strength increased, Meng Chuan's understanding of this world also deepened.

This mysterious power is likely the residual [willpower] within the cultivation technique.

This phenomenon is especially common in the Western Regions. He discussed this with Chen Tie last year, and as long as one maintains reverence, everything will be fine.

There's no need to stop practicing Western Region martial arts; compared to the benefits, this isn't really a drawback.

If it weren't for the fact that Master Domo from the Western Regions was still alive, Meng Chuan would have been a little curious whether this thing was the vengeful spirit of Master Domo.
Coming to his senses and putting aside these irrelevant thoughts, Meng Chuan checked the effects of the [Rock Leg] trait.

"Sure enough, the first effect is the damage-reflecting leg armor, and the second set piece is now complete."

At the same time, the second effect enhances the rocky feel of the [Rock Arm].

From a smaller range, it has expanded to a certain range, sensing ground vibrations and rock changes, etc.

Meng Chuan felt that this set of hard skills was somewhat similar to the online games he occasionally played in his previous life for leisure.

As each piece of equipment is assembled, its overall effectiveness gradually increases.

"I hope that, like in online games, there will be a qualitative leap when you collect all the sets."

Currently, with the overall improvement of Meng Chuan's strength.

The effects of the Rock series traits are not significant, but collecting the whole set is uncertain; the future looks promising!
Take your time; you can't rush things.

Before going to sleep, he glanced at the panel again, and his proficiency in the human training dummy had reached 97%.

Meng Chuan was particularly curious about one thing.

Since stance training doesn't have different levels of proficiency like other exercises, how can one break through the limits?

"Could it be that breaking the limit will happen once the last 3% is completed?"

He directly denied it, saying it was absolutely impossible.

For an ordinary Xingyi martial artist to break through the first major limit, they must also perfect their human stance training in order to accommodate more than 500 points of Qi and blood.

Moreover, the essence of breaking through limits is to use one's own martial arts principles to promote the upgrading of techniques.

Meng Chuan felt that, based on his understanding of the panel...

The progress will probably be reset to zero by then, and I'll have to start over with another round of practice to break through the limits.

No problem, he has plenty of strength and means.
(End of this chapter)