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Chapter 208 Unorthodox Methods, Master Class (3k) Request for Subscription

Everyone was learning from the front.

Nowadays, people don't dare to get close at all; they can only look at it from a distance.

In their eyes, all they could see was a huge fireball crackling and popping as they trained on the silicon-golden stakes.

Meng Chuan's strength now overwhelmingly surpasses that of the other top students.

When he was driving the pile, the force of his punches, which he unleashed with all his might, was so great that no one else could withstand it.

The young admirer of Meng Chuan's Eagle Claw Kung Fu tried to get closer, but after a moment he said helplessly:

"If Brother Chuan gets any more eccentric, we'll need to bring binoculars when we come to study."

"You're overthinking it. You won't see Brother Chuan in two months."

"Oh right, I forgot that Brother Chuan is going to the university soon."

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was afternoon's special meal time.

Lu Zhuxiao said:
"You have a competition in a few days. Tell me what areas you need me to help you consolidate, and we'll address them slowly this afternoon."

"Master Lu, I still want to learn how to do Yaksha Explore the Sea."

Meng Chuan's physical condition is already at its best before the competition, and it's unrealistic to expect him to improve significantly in the short term.

He then set his sights on these boxing techniques, striving to improve quickly.

For example, the "Azure Dragon Probing Claw" skill draws upon the five elements and incorporates various combat traits, making its power several times greater than before.

The ruthlessness of Yaksha's exploration of the sea far surpasses that of Azure Dragon's clawing.

If he can integrate this technique into his own boxing style, he will have two major weapons to secure his victory in the Supernova Tournament.

The other one is the black jade pestle.

He will stop at nothing to win.
Upon hearing Meng Chuan's words, Lu Zhuxiao was speechless.

"Studying it every day, are you determined to fight it?"

But he still taught him; let's explore the sea if we want.

There was nothing he could do; Meng Chuan simply loved this kind of food.

Time flew by, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Meng Chuan and Lu Zhuxiao were entangled together, occasionally pressing each other's shoulders and delivering a powerful blow.

Lu Zhuxiao was almost sick of exploring the sea, but Meng Chuan kept shouting for another round.

He suddenly exerted his strength.

"Damn it, I'll make you grope me, I'll crush you to death!"

The sun is setting.

A shadow fell from the side of the teaching building, and the two sat on the ground to meditate.

Meng Chuan said gratefully:
"I have learned a great deal today, thank you, Master Lu!"

"Never mind, it's good that you've improved."

Lu Zhuxiao stood up, waved his hand, and dragged his tired body away.

The path to becoming a top mentor is arduous, but he perseveres.

After the other person left, Meng Chuan got up and continued to try on his own.

After repeatedly "torturing" Master Lu, his execution of the "Yaksha Probing the Sea" move was even more standard and ferocious than the "Qi Jiguang Thirty-Two Styles Long Fist" at the Great Perfection level.

This set of ancient martial arts belongs to the Xingyi Fire element, characterized by its fierce, swift, and explosive power.

Therefore, Meng Chuan channeled his inner fire and launched a dive towards the imagined enemy.

Close-range, reach out, wrap around the arm, suppress!
The movements are fluid and the moves are perfectly synchronized.

Even a master of Qi Family Fist wouldn't be able to find a single flaw in it.

However, Meng Chuan's "fist stance" disappeared, leaving only a dry, swaying force.

He should have been burning fiercely, but his fists, arms, and even his whole body showed no reaction, as if the fire in his heart had died in the womb.

Meng Chuan tried again, bending and straightening his five fingers to grip the dragon's claws, and the fire energy of his heart naturally attached itself to the fire dragon's probing claws.

Comparing the two, Meng Chuan couldn't figure out where the problem lay.

His postures were all quite standard, and with a certificate to prove his correctness, it was impossible for him to make a mistake.

Regulating Qi is even more impossible; his Five Elements Universe Fist is almost complete, and the method of absorbing Qi is just the most basic thing.

The only difference between the two is that one was gained through a sudden enlightenment, while the other was achieved through hard work and perseverance.

If one cannot attach the power of the Heartfire Fist, the Yaksha Probes the Sea will only rely on brute force to unleash its power.

It's not as good as a simple punch you throw yourself, which is stacked with countless [traits].

"Where did the problem lie?"

Meng Chuan tried repeatedly, but remained stuck at the stage of gathering Qi and fortune.

His enlightenment was indeed sudden, but his understanding of martial arts principles was insufficient, preventing him from applying his knowledge to other situations.

After trying for a while longer, the sun was about to set.

Meng Chuan stopped obsessing over the details and started practicing the Five Elements Fist.

I tried again to trigger the Dawn and Dusk Enlightenment, but even as the sun set, I still couldn't get it to work.

After taking a short break, Meng Chuan prepared to get up and leave.

He checked his phone to see where the driver was, only to find several missed calls from the same person.

"The advisor is looking for me?"

Meng Chuan was secretly puzzled, wondering what Principal Yang wanted to see him about.

"Is it because I'm about to participate in a competition, and they're giving me last-minute encouragement and support?"

"I'm not guessing anymore. It's a good thing after all. I'll find an opportunity to ask him what's going on with this Yaksha exploring the sea."

Meng Chuan's pores tightened, and after a tremor, all the dust from practicing his boxing dispersed.

The national martial arts examination is drawing ever closer.

Yang Huangui, as the president of the North Associated University, was too busy dealing with related matters to have time to sit down and discuss philosophy with him recently.

"Xiao Meng, how are the preparations for the Battle of Taihang Mountain going?"

Yang Huan was reviewing various documents in his hands, asking him questions as he went.

"Making it to the finals shouldn't be a problem, but it will depend on how they perform on the day."

Yang Huan nodded and said:
"You've always been conservative in your speech, but it seems like this time it's a sure thing."

In fact, Meng Chuan was not being modest; he had watched a lot of gameplay videos of players who advanced from other regions.

The North is vast and teeming with talent. Anyone who makes it to the second stage is considered a formidable opponent among the nine challenges. A single misstep, and even someone with exceptional skills can be caught off guard and suffer an unexpected defeat.

Meng Chuan knew perfectly well that these twenty million were not so easy to obtain.

While reviewing the documents, Yang Huan gave Meng Chuan instructions regarding the competition.

After reviewing the documents, he took out a sealed envelope from the second-floor drawer.

"open to take a look."

Meng Chuan did as instructed, and after tearing it open, he found large red characters bearing the seal of the North Associated University.

[Implementation Opinions on the Admission of "Meng Chuan" to the "Master Class" at the Yong'an Campus of the Northern Associated University without Examination.]

Seeing that Yang Huan remained calm and composed, he remained silent and continued reading.

[Issuing Authority: General Teaching Office, Main Campus, Northern United Martial Arts University]

[Published on June 16th.]

[Organizer and Supervisor: Sui Chunqiu]

Seeing that Meng Chuan had finished reading, Yang Huan smiled and said:
"There's too much long-winded nonsense in here; it's actually just a simple sentence."

You don't need to take the martial arts exam at the end of July; you'll be admitted to the Grandmaster Class without taking the test.

"understood."

As a test taker, Meng Chuan had already learned about many of the details online.

There has never been a concept of exemption from entrance exams for this special class at Wuhan University.

This seems to be the first time that a top-tier university like Wuhan University, or even a prestigious university in the country, has set such a precedent.

He continued to peruse the details, worried that there might be something like a contract of servitude.
Yang Huan knew Meng Chuan's worries and said speechlessly:
"Don't worry, there's nothing like what you're thinking. You'll have the same treatment and obligations as martial arts exam takers; there's no difference whatsoever."

Five minutes later, Meng Chuan confirmed that everything was correct and prepared to sign his name.

"Thank you for your appreciation, President Yang, President Sui, and the National Southwest Associated University. I am willing to join the National Southwest Associated University."

He had always intended to attend the National Union University, and since he wouldn't have to take the martial arts exam, it would save him time and effort. Why not?

He thought to himself:
"It's a pity about my extra points for the martial arts exam and my silver medal. But it would be even better if I could be exempted from the exam, saving time to practice boxing."

Seeing this, Yang Huan felt much more at ease; things were settled!

He reminded:

"Wait a minute, tell your master to come over and sign the document together."

Yang Huan then explained that Luo Guanyun was Meng Chuan's personal master, and such matters required his personal presence to confirm and sign.

Meng Chuan nodded to indicate that he understood, and then called Luo Guanyun.

Professor Luo, would it be convenient for you to come to the preparatory high school at the United Nations University right now?

On the other end of the phone, Luo Guanyun was studying the tortoise shell engraved with magical powers.

Upon receiving the call from his apprentice, he put down what he was holding and asked with a puzzled expression:
【What's wrong? Who did you hit this time? Did you get into trouble again?】

There is no admission-without-exam document that requires your signature.

[No entrance exam? The Master Class is cancelled?]

Luo Guanyun's expression hardened. The Grandmaster Class was of great significance and he couldn't afford not to attend.

Moreover, at the Grandmaster Conference in Yong'an City, he heard from the person in charge of the Grandmaster Class of the United University, Grandmaster Chen Qiushui, who was in charge of the class.

This year, Meng Chuan happened to be there during the reform of the school's resource allocation system.

With the apprentice's skills, he was bound to make a fortune.

The concept of wealth, companionship, law, and location has existed since ancient times.

Even grandmasters and venerable ones do not completely regard money as dirt.

What they need are things that money can't buy that are helpful for their spiritual practice; they need something more precious called "wealth."

After Meng Chuan explained the situation to his master, Luo Guanyun's smile returned on the other end of the phone.

You brat, you never finish your sentence.

Hahaha, it seems the UN General Assembly is quite perceptive; they know what's good for them. Someone as outstanding as you deserves special treatment.

"Ok?"

Yang Huan, who was standing nearby, overheard some rather unpleasant words.

Sensing an invisible killing intent emanating from beside him, Meng Chuan whispered a warning into the phone:

Master, Principal Yang Huan is next to me right now.

Can I sign remotely, using an electronic signature?

Before Meng Chuan could speak, Yang Huan said calmly:

[Luo Guanyun, a graduate from the Class of 15, get over here within half an hour.]

【.receive.】

Meng Chuan observed three seconds of silence in memory of Luo Shi.

He then took the opportunity to meet his "advisor" and asked him about the integration of boxing techniques.

After listening to Meng Chuan's description, Yang Huan nodded and said:

"I understand what you mean. Why do you want to learn other boxing styles?"

Meng Chuan explained:
"I want to learn the strengths of other boxing styles and incorporate them into my own style. When I unleash my [fist stance], the power is much greater than the original version."

Yang Huan understood; Meng Chuan was trying to "take a shortcut," or what was called "unorthodox methods" in olden times.

Instead of learning the entire martial arts manual, they focused on "stealing" its essence and integrating it into their own style.

Although it is a shortcut, as long as it is not superficial, it is still a valid method of learning martial arts.

With enough accumulation, one can integrate and understand the techniques, and have the opportunity to master the entire set of boxing methods.

However, it requires a very high level of comprehension, and with the current well-developed martial arts education system, this method is not applicable to 99.99% of people.

He stood up and stretched a couple of times, his bones making a cracking sound, starting from his calves, as if bamboo joints were breaking.

Segment by segment, from the calves to the neck, the movements proceed in sequence. No joint in the upper body tries to overstep its bounds and make a sound; rather, the body issues commands, moving gradually and growing louder.

This is absolute control over oneself.

Yang Huan smiled faintly:

"You little rascal, looks like you've already tasted the sweetness of victory. Which move have you learned? Come and attack me first."

I've been writing a lot of background information lately, please bear with me. I'll be filling in a lot of plot holes from earlier tomorrow. (PS: I might start digging new holes after filling in the old ones, and I might even add an extra chapter!)

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