With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 187 Luo Meng's Personal Instruction, the Competition Begins (3k)

Meng Jiaolong has been training with her mother recently and hasn't been to the pre-high school for quite some time.

I had just called him when the line was busy, so I followed the smell to the school's martial arts arena.

Upon seeing Meng Chuan for the first time, he ran up to him and greeted him warmly:
"Meng Chuan, I heard you were injured a few days ago?"

"It's nothing, I'm all better now."

The wound on Meng Chuan's waist, as well as the scratches all over his body, had long since disappeared without a trace.

This is also a great benefit of practicing hard skills; not only does one's physical strength increase, but one's recovery ability is also greatly enhanced.

At the same time, Meng Chuan felt that ordinary people may have their own hard skills, but they may not have his recovery ability.

The fact that I was able to recover so quickly is probably related to the cell activity boosted by [Heavy Strike] and [Nirvana Rainbow].

Injury recovery is a complex process involving the tissue repair functions of various cells, including white blood cells, platelets, and fibroblasts.

Therefore, Meng Chuan's conjecture is not without reason and has a scientific basis.

Seeing that Meng Chuan's punches were powerful, Meng Jiaolong felt relieved.

"Go Meng Chuan! Try to break into the top ten!"

She felt hopeless. During the days she spent practicing with her mother, she saw many talented athletes from the university competition.

Nearly half of the participants from the Northern Union University were martial artists who had passed the ninth level of the martial arts competition.

As someone who has passed the seventh level, I would consider it a success if I could even withstand one attack.
Meng Chuan nodded:

"I try my best."

He then continued to immerse himself in practicing boxing.

There are far more than ten martial artists in the nine stages of the Sanqin competition area. If they want to break into the top ten and advance to the second stage, they cannot rely on luck. Challenging those above their level is inevitable.

"To forge iron, one must be strong oneself; practice hard!"

Meanwhile, deep within Mount Li, at the university campus.

A teacher's private martial arts studio.

The two women moved with the agility of phoenixes, chasing and leaping within the room, their figures barely visible to the average person.

After standing still for a moment, I looked around.

It was none other than [Jade Belt Azure Phoenix - Luo Meng] and her close disciple Chen Jingyi from the United Nations University.

Chen Jingyi is tall and slender, and her most distinctive feature is her pair of narrow, almond-shaped eyes, which resemble slender stars twinkling in the night sky.

Although not as bright as round eyes, they possess a unique depth and mystery.

"Master, I heard that your father has become a Grandmaster?"

Chen Jingyi only knew that her master and her advisor did not have a harmonious relationship.

But she didn't know the reason, and Luo Meng hadn't told her.

But her advisor became a grandmaster, and she never expected that her master wouldn't even react.

Luo Meng's expression was also quite complicated.

Logically speaking, Luo Guanyun had no chance whatsoever of breaking through the fourth major limit.

If you can't even feed the seedlings, how can you talk about promotion?
But the other party did it. She wanted to ask why, but didn't know where to begin.

But Luo Meng was certain that the drawbacks of Lei Fa had not been eliminated, a point her mother Ren Ping had also told her.

Seeing her disciple's curiosity, Luo Meng said calmly:
"You should focus on practicing your boxing. The Luan style is profound and extensive. Don't think about anything else."

Making it to the second stage is just the beginning; your goal should be the national finals.

They will compete against martial artists from the main campus and even from all the other nine martial arts academies across the country.

Based on intelligence unique to the United Nations, she learned that this competition was of extraordinary significance.

It's not just about being the first edition and offering generous rewards.

The national authorities have other deeper intentions behind the Martial Arts Supernova Tournament.

If Chen Jingyi can catch the eye of the higher-ups, she, as their personal mentor, will also receive many benefits.

Luo Meng describes herself as an absolute calm pragmatist.

She wouldn't just look at first glance when choosing apprentices; while they needed to have both strength and talent, the most important thing was that they be "useful".

But Luo Meng felt that Chen Jingyi was similar to herself in many ways when she was young.

Therefore, I treated them with sincerity, but occasionally, due to my nature, I would weigh the gains and losses in my heart.

She heard that Luo Laotou's apprentice, Meng Chuan, would also be affiliated with Yu Gao to participate in the Supernova Competition.

"This kid is indeed talented, but he's still too young. He's only at the seventh or eighth level, what's the point of participating?"

She believes the school shouldn't have allocated places to the preparatory program; it's a complete waste of opportunity.

While Luo Meng was thinking, Chen Jingyi appeared to be listening attentively.

Seeing that her master had finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes even further and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, Master. All the senior brothers at the Limit Realm are in seclusion to break through. My goal in the National Competition is to secure a top-three finish and strive for first place."

Luo Meng said calmly:
"It's good to have ambition. If you can break into the top three in the country, your master will pass on the secret technique of [Luan Yue Huan Tong] to you."

After completing the training, one will not only possess superhuman vision.

It can see through illusions and hidden things, and is very useful when exploring demonic lairs, identifying traps, and enemy disguises.

Chen Jingyi was very happy to hear this and nodded vigorously:
"Master, I will definitely try my best."

Luo Meng nodded and said:
"Alright, you can continue practicing. Your master is going to give a lesson."

After saying that, Luo Meng's figure flickered and disappeared.

Seeing the other person walk away, Chen Jingyi no longer looked excited as before, but instead became somewhat silent.

"Why doesn't Master teach me directly?"

As Luo Meng was a promising master at the United Nations University, it was an honor for me to be her disciple.

At the same time, he was good to her and would teach her anything she didn't understand.

But there was one thing Chen Jingyi couldn't understand.

Why is it that, as the other party's only personal disciple, I always have to meet certain conditions before I can give her a "reward"?

If she herself fails, Luo Meng will not criticize her or anything like that.

They simply canceled the promised "reward" and acted as if nothing had happened.

Sometimes, she felt that Luo Meng and she were not like master and apprentice, but rather like two best friends who could talk about anything.

But at times, Luo Meng is as cold as a robot, intolerant of any personal feelings.

Under her master's tutelage, Chen Jingyi was influenced and also came to understand this principle: equivalent exchange.

April 7th.

Today is the first day of the competition. Luo Guanyun's Black Warrior luxury sports car is parked at the entrance. He is going to personally take his apprentice to the competition.

Before Meng Chuan left, his uncle and aunt repeatedly reminded him to prioritize friendship over competition.

He listened attentively, without the slightest hint of impatience.

Meng Chuan dared not think about the day his uncle and aunt would pass away. After all, they were just ordinary people.

He considers it a blessing to still be able to receive earnest advice and guidance from his elders.

Seeing that it was getting late, Meng Chuan said with a smile:

"I understand. You two can rest assured and just watch my performance on TV."

During the competition, Yong'an TV will broadcast and rebroadcast the competition videos live and around the clock.

Meng Chuanben planned to buy tickets for his family to go to the event, but Xue Na refused without hesitation, telling him not to buy them.

They say watching it on TV is the same, but the ticket price is too expensive; it's better to save that money for practicing martial arts.

Meng Chuan tried for a long time but couldn't persuade her; her aunt was simply a frugal, home-loving woman.

Apart from the battle for the top ten on the fourth day.

If he doesn't need to play a revival match, he only needs to play one match per day for the first three days.

After thinking about it, I decided not to force it. I'll let my parents go to watch the final on the fourth day.

Sitting in the car, Meng Chuan kept replying to the well wishes of his relatives and friends.

[Go for it, Chuan Ge! See you there!]

"Ticket prices are nothing," Wang Yue, a rich second-generation from Yong'an, said succinctly.

[Brother Chuan, fly bravely! Love will always be with you!]

Le Ping is still the same old Lezi.

After replying to the others, Meng Chuan received a call from Xu Qingfeng.

Brother Meng, have you arrived yet?

Not yet, I'm on the train, almost there.

Okay, I hope I don't run into you in the first round. I want to try my luck and get through a few more rounds.

Don't worry, Xiao Xu, if we really run into each other, I'll make sure you leave with some dignity.

I'll be waiting for you in the waiting area.

The phone rang with a long tone indicating it had been disconnected.

Meng Chuan looked at his phone and smiled nonchalantly.

There are no friends on the field, only superiors and inferiors.

Let alone Xu Qingfeng, even if he encountered Meng Jiaolong...
Well, I won't hold back either.

Provincial Martial Arts Competition Center.

Its overall appearance is an irregular polygon, as if it were a giant Rubik's Cube that had been twisted and reshaped by a mysterious force.

The various facets are pieced together at unique angles, creating a strong visual impact.

After getting off the bus, Meng Chuan gazed at the steel behemoth before him and once again marveled at the incredible technological prowess of humankind today.

On the worst-case scenario, what if we had to engage in a final battle with the Heavenly Demon in the real world in the future?

At that time, all kinds of technological weapons of mankind will be put to use.

Just as Meng Chuan was lost in thought, Luo Guanyun got out of the car and interrupted him.

"Chuan'er, I'm going to report to the event organizers. You go and rest in the waiting area first."

"it is good."

Inside the waiting area of ​​the UN General Assembly.

Meng Jiaolong wore her hair in a high ponytail as usual, and her martial arts uniform seemed to have been specially trimmed, fitting her perfectly and showing off her figure.

Ignoring their chatter, Meng Chuan focused on his stance.

"My proficiency is already 99%, and I'm really looking forward to what will happen when I reach 100%."

As university students who were participating in the competition walked by, they couldn't help but admire Meng Chuan's hard work.

"No wonder they train so well; with that kind of dedication, most people can't keep up."

Meng Chuan's reputation has gradually spread from the pre-high school to the university level.

The man felt a pang of sadness; he had spent two and a half years in college, and now he was competing with high school students.

It's quite embarrassing to admit.
The martial artists from the university department had a high opinion of themselves and did not mingle with the pre-college "kids".

Meng Chuanzheng was multitasking, listening to Xu Qingfeng and Meng Jiaolong analyze the popular players beside him.

"At least two students from our university department are guaranteed to be in the top ten. One is Master Ma's son, Ma Shixiong, and the other is Senior Sister Chen, Professor Luo's personal disciple."

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan asked:
Is Teacher Luo Luo Meng?

Xu Qingfeng said with a wicked smile:

"Yes, it's that Teacher Luo who has some connection with you."

Her protégé, Chen Jingyi, will be a sophomore in college this September.

He possesses the Nine Gates of Qi and Blood, and his skills are rooted in the imagery of the phoenix, a true inheritance from Master Luo.

They're a freshman now, and rumor has it they're vying for the [Martial Arts True Inheritance] at the end of July. If you run into them, you're in for a lot of trouble.

Meng Chuan was speechless. He hadn't offended Luo Meng, and putting everything else aside, she wasn't the kind of petty person.

He added a sentence to himself.

"It should be said that Luo Meng has never taken me seriously."

Meng Jiaolong pouted angrily and said:
"Look, she's right there, smiling like a flower."

Meng Chuan followed the gaze and saw a woman with a graceful figure, standing out from the crowd.

Many male martial artists surrounded her, and she had a smile on her face, which made her eyes appear even narrower and longer, like willow-leaf scimitars.

Seeing that Meng Chuan was staring intently, Meng Jiaolong secretly put on a fierce display.

Then he shouted:
"Your eyes are about to pop out! Stop looking!"

(End of this chapter)