With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 191 Applying Medicine to Refine the Body, Adjusting Heart Fire and Thunder (3k)

A moment later, I heard a voice coming from the other end of the phone.

[Yang Huan, what do you think about letting Meng Chuan study at the main campus?]

Yang Huan's brain was spinning rapidly:
【Master, I have a bad feeling about this! This boy is very attached to his home and his old friends. His relatives and his master all live in Yong'an, so I'm afraid he doesn't want to leave.】

Sui Chunqiu decided to tease his disciple, and said with a faint smile:

【I've solved all these problems for him, how about that?】

【.】

Yang Huan had nothing to say. As the pinnacle of power and military strength in the Great Chu, his master was not joking when he said this.

Okay, look how nervous you are. I was just saying it casually.

However, you can start preparing the materials now to get Meng Chuan admitted to the Master Class without taking the entrance exam.

Yang Huan checked again; he really thought he had misheard.

[Exempt from the national martial arts exam, and admitted to the Grandmaster Class?]

【right. 】

Yang Huan hesitated and said:
【This isn't appropriate, Master?】

He believed that his master was breaking the rules.

Since the founding of the National Southwest Associated University, there has been no precedent for admitting students to the Master Class without examination.

Strictly speaking, no one can guarantee anything about the future.

The Master Class was the hallmark of the North Associated University. If the students exempted from the entrance examination did not become masters in the future, it would be a slap in their own face, and they would have no credibility whatsoever, and might even become a laughing stock among the top five universities.

If one enters the school through the national martial arts examination, then there's something to consider.

Even if we misjudged them, they were among the students who had passed national-level examinations and whose overall qualities were the highest among those who enrolled at the same time. We wouldn't break our promise to the public.

On the other end of the phone, Sui Chunqiu seemed to have expected this, and he said calmly:
[Observe Meng Chuan's two more matches and go watch them live. I know this matter may sound small, but it has great implications. In seven days, I will convene a meeting of all school leaders to vote on this matter.]

【OK. 】

Yang Huan remained silent.

"Why even bother with a vote? Master has the power of veto and the power of approval."

Finally, Sui Chunqiu gave a special reminder.

If he manages to get through Taihang, those people in the south have sharp eyes.

Nine o'clock the next morning.

After yesterday afternoon's revival round, the final thirty contestants gathered under the spotlight.

Thus began the battle for the top ten.

Today's ticket price is three times that of the previous three days, but Meng Chuan still brought his uncle and aunt.

"Chuan'er, do a good job. When you get home tonight, your aunt will make you your favorite braised ribbonfish."

Meng Chuan laughed:

"Okay, but I don't need to replenish my brainpower anymore."

Xue Na was somewhat moved after hearing this:
"Yes, now they all call you Yong'an's rising star, you're no longer that 'silly boy'."

"No, I keep hearing you called that, something like 'Iron Spear.' What is an Iron Spear?"

Meng Yongzhi leaned closer and asked curiously.

"You must have misheard me. I didn't hear anything. I've gone to the back field."

Meng Chuan fled in haste, while inwardly whipping Le Ping's corpse.

Center of the field.

It was the same host, who was wearing a flamboyant pink suit today, with his hair combed back.

A few short words ignited the passion of the entire audience, and amidst the deafening cheers, the matching screen rapidly flipped through the pages.

Meng Chuan narrowed his eyes, staring at the screen and thinking to himself:

"This guy's luck is so-so."

[Tian Kang (No. 54) vs. Meng Chuan (No. 6)]

"It's Tian Kang, Lei Yuan! Lei Yuan!"

"steel"

The atmosphere in the arena instantly became heated. The first match was the most anticipated head-to-head clash between two strong teams!

"Tian Kang vs. Meng Chuan, this match is so exciting!"

"Yes, I think this match is worth the ticket price alone. Both of them are experts in external strength training. When they collide, it will surely be an earth-shattering event. I can't wait!"

"But I reckon Meng Chuan is in trouble. Tian Kang's penis might not be as hard as the other man's, but he has strong blood and energy."

Meng Chuan has already done remarkably well to have made it this far, having passed eight passes.

On the judges' panel, Luo Guanyun pondered silently:
"Logically speaking, with the Ancient Lei Ape Imitation Fist, the Nine Gates Qi and Blood, and the addition of external training, the probability of Chuan'er winning is extremely low."

But what this kid excels at most is being damn unreasonable.

The Thunder Ape was an ancient beast that lived in the 1st century BC and is now extinct.

According to historical records, its light blue mane could attract the power of thunder, making it a powerful creature born with the ability to control lightning.

Its extinction was due to a major upheaval in the world at that time, not a process of natural selection. Some pictographic martial artists with extraordinary understanding of martial arts learned the Thunder Ape's fighting posture from historical records.

They were awestruck by the Thunder Ape's explosive power, lightning-fast movements, and highly aggressive lightning control abilities.

These martial artists spent a great deal of time dissecting and integrating the leaping, pouncing, and scratching movements of the Thunder Ape. They continuously tried to improve it, combining the characteristics of human power generation and the laws of meridian circulation to create this Thunder Ape Fist. Finally, after generations of inheritance and refinement, they drew its "Beast King Diagram," merging themselves with the Thunder Ape's form, and aligning their martial arts intent with the beast's form.

Although Lei Yuan's boxing style was fierce, Luo Guanyun believed that Meng Chuan would still win because his disciple was best at creating miracles.

Yin Tianshou, standing to the side, was also pondering to himself:

"Meng Chuan should use that quick recovery ability again in this match."

"Go Meng, play your best this time!"

Backstage, the entire group encouraged each other.

Having reached this point, Meng Chuan has integrated into the nine-level martial arts circle of the United University through his strength.

Watching the figure walking towards the arena, everyone was filled with emotion.

"At such a young age, they are truly the younger generation surpassing the older."

Meng Chuan steadily stepped onto the ring and stood tall.

Standing opposite was a burly man with unusually thick hair all over his body; his two arms were thicker than an average person's thighs.

His head was bald except for a small tuft of hair, which was tied tightly at the back with a rubber band.

A slight smile appeared on Tian Kang's lips as he stroked his mustache and said:
"I am Yan Huawu and Da Tiankang. I would like to ask if Junior Sister Zheng has tried to recruit you multiple times?"

"Zheng Zhenzhen? I guess so."

Meng Chuan replied.

Tian Kang nodded and said:

"Then let me ask you, if you lose to me, why don't you come to my Yan Hua? We are both body cultivators, and it would be convenient for us to spar and practice together."

"Sparring and sparring are fine anytime, but there's no need to go to Yan Hua. You can say that when I reach the Ninth Gate."

Meng Chuan thought the person's head really did have a pointed top.

Rumors circulate in Western countries about the popularity of "body-refining through drug use," with all sorts of drugs like Cumberl and Chrysoprazole.

Although it can help build muscle and improve physical fitness, the side effects are quite severe. If all seven Dragon Balls are collected, there is a high probability that one will ascend to a steroid planet.

Meng Chuan felt that just by listening to Tian Kang speak, it was as if he had been given too much pesticide.
"Okay, hopefully this will make you realize something. Yan Hua may lack a genius like you, but Yan Hua cannot do without a genius like you."

Tian Kang's left and right hemispheres began to fight each other.
"Please, Brother Tian."

Meng Chuan dared not talk about it anymore; if he did, he would soon be assimilated.

"Hahaha, come on!"

As Tian Kang finished laughing, an invisible arc of electricity exploded around him.

His already bulging muscles swelled even more, his ten fingers gripping the alloy floor like hooks, and a rumbling, muffled sound echoed in concentric circles.

Thunder Ape Fist Starting Stance - Thunder Realm!
"This is my domain, Xiao Meng, be careful!"

In an instant, the entire arena was enveloped in a web of electric arcs!
"It can be mine too."

Meng Chuan remained calm; he was, and would be, a master of lightning manipulation in the future.

This environment, ravaged by natural disasters, could very well be his home turf.

He exhaled a breath of stale air and charged towards Tian Kang. The illusory image of a cicada exploding beneath his feet collided with the pale blue arc of electricity, producing a series of muffled cracking sounds.

With a roar, the electric arcs surrounding the arena snapped and receded around him.

The next moment, Tian Kang was like a thunder ape incarnate, instantly leaping above Meng Chuan's head and slamming down with his fist blade wrapped in dazzling lightning!
Faced with Tian Kang's ruthless attack, Meng Chuan lowered his center of gravity, adjusted his body to avoid the impact, and suddenly flicked his sleeve to use his arm as a spear, aiming straight for Tian Kang's heart!

break!
boom--!
The shockwaves from the collision surged and rolled in layers, circling the arena like a dragon or snake in a painting, before exploding into a cloud of white smoke.

"Awesome!"

Tian Kang felt Meng Chuan's strength and shouted with great enjoyment.

The lightning rings around Tian Kang exploded again. This time, Meng Chuan discovered that the invisible air around him was also charged and was being conducted to him through the ground.

The thunder in the air grew increasingly powerful, and Meng Chuan took this opportunity to gather a large amount of thunder and fire energy.

It is held in the mouth and nose, nourishing the whole body.

The next moment, he inhaled and exhaled lightning, and a layer of lightning also appeared on the [Dragon Bone], his aura surging outwards from his body.

A suffocating atmosphere filled the arena; even those seated far away could feel the chilling killing intent.

On the judges' panel, Luo Guanyun nodded.

"To break the opponent's dominance by using the fire of the mind to subdue the thunder, the key to victory should be the spleen and earth elements of the five aggregates."

Whoosh!
Tian Kang swung his arm and charged forward, his ape-like arm slashing down from the sky. Meng Chuan raised an eyebrow, about to be submerged by the Thunder Pool. The earth energy surrounding his body gathered and condensed, suddenly expanding outward into a rock and earth shield.

With both fists resisting Tian Kang's oppressive aura, and earth energy resisting thunder, the two forces clashed fiercely around them, making it difficult to determine who was superior for a time.

Tian Kang gritted his teeth, withdrew his fist, twisted his waist, and pounced again like a thunder ape.

He could sense that Meng Chuan's use of the [Earth Qi] was not very skillful, and he guessed that his proficiency in the Five Elements Universe Fist was not as high as his mastery of the [Ancient Thunder Ape Fist].

On the arena, the thunder and earth forces clashed with a crackling sound. Tian Kang's fists transformed into hundreds of lightning shadows, bombarding Meng Chuan's vital points like a torrential rain.

With the spleen earth protecting his body, Meng Chuan did not retreat but advanced, also using the Thunderclap Scattered Hand to meet the enemy. Each punch was as swift as thunder, tearing open a line of opportunity for victory amidst the dense lightning.

Amidst the chaotic airflow, the two figures blurred together, with only the whooshing sound of the wind and the thunderous cracking sound of countless sharp knives cutting through the air.

"sharp."

Tian Kang was referring to Meng Chuan's physical strength.

His opponent's physical skills were far superior to his own; if he were at the eighth level of martial arts, he would have already surrendered.

Now I understand why Junior Sister Zheng has been so persistent in her feelings for him.

(End of this chapter)