With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 216 Overload! Annihilation! Central Military Academy! (3k)

Before one could feel joy, the pale blue blade aura vanished completely.

From the smoke and dust, a terrifying arm, far stronger than that of an ordinary person, with bulging veins like a swimming dragon, quietly emerged.

With a lightning-fast movement, Meng Chuan's eyes turned cold as he grabbed Xu Nuo's face with his palm.

He slammed it hard into the white jade brick.

boom! ! !
"Senior Brother Xu, let me see what other tricks you have up your sleeve?"

Meng Chuan's booming voice came from above Xu Nuo's head. He struggled to lift his eyelids, only to see something!
Wisps of white smoke slowly emanated from Meng Chuan, spreading in all directions across the arena.

With the "overload" state of fully unleashing his hard skills, his aura rustled and gathered into a thick cloud.

Sensing resistance from his subordinates, Meng Chuan unleashed a burst of power from his entire arm, and a massive, mountain-like pressure descended once more.

With a sinister smile playing on his lips, Meng Chuan's expression at this moment was that of a true villain!

"Still not convinced? Then defeat me!"

hiss! ! !
With the downward movement, the cloud of clouds around him was squeezed and collapsed into a circle, which suddenly spread from Meng Chuan as the center to the entire arena.

The surging waves crashed against the invisible protective barrier, creating a thunderous sound as they pounded against the shore.

"Fuck!"

The scene before them completely shocked everyone present.

"Is this guy a martial artist, or is he really not a martial arts master?"

Those in the audience who witnessed this horrific scene couldn't help but mutter to themselves.

"My God, Meng Chuan, what happened to Meng Chuan?"

Meng Yiyi was dumbfounded. How could her younger brother have turned out like this!

Meng Chuan was surrounded by a misty aura, his muscles were bulging like dragons, and his veins were throbbing and bulging under overload.

The arm that held Xu Nuo was several times thicker than an ordinary person's, and its skin, due to the surging blood and qi, gave the armor a purplish-red sheen.

Steaming white smoke billowed from his pores with each breath, making the ripped fabric of his clothes flutter loudly.

When the clouds dispersed, she could clearly see the marks left by the sword energy attack on her younger brother's body.

The spiderweb-like dark patterns that appeared were as if blocked by an invisible armor, making them indestructible!
Amid gasps from the audience, Meng Chuan's bent-over posture resembled that of a ferocious beast reaching for its claws in the clouds, every inch of his muscle exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

A moment later, everything on the field settled down.

"Meng Chuan wins."

The referee shielded Xu Nuo, blocking Meng Chuan's final shot.

If that palm strike were to land, Xu Nuo's bald head would probably be reduced to a two-dimensional image.

Xu Nuo struggled to sit up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and supported himself with a trembling, single-edged sword.

"I was just like you, full of vigor at eighteen and advancing to the ninth level, but even now, I'm still stuck at this level."

Everyone around me is surpassing me, but my energy and blood are not yet fully developed; I don't even have a chance to chase after that sliver of energy.

Meng Chuan could sense the frustration in his voice, but none of that mattered to him.

With countless advantages, coupled with his perseverance and hard work, he will only go faster and stand higher.

"Senior Brother Xu, you have already surpassed ordinary people by a great deal. Do not lose your confidence and stay true to yourself."

Xu Nuo was taken aback. Before she could reply, a faint, throbbing pain spread from her chest throughout her body.

His chapped lips opened and closed, but he was in too much pain to speak. He was immediately pulled off the stage by the medical staff who rushed over and received emergency treatment.

Meng Chuan's punches are too powerful, and he may have internal injuries. He probably won't be able to participate in the revival competition.

His Supernova Tournament journey has come to an end.

Lying on the stretcher, Xu Nuo, with her last breath, said:
"I'm sure you're preparing for next year's [Martial Arts True Inheritance], right?"

Don't be complacent. There are plenty of talented individuals in Fengtian headquarters, and they didn't participate in this kind of competition because they disdain it.

I hope we can do it again in Fengtian next year.

After saying that, Xu Nuo fell into a coma.

"Senior Brother Xu, it would be best if you advanced to the Martial Arts realm as soon as possible, and you must not be reckless and aggressive!"

Meng Chuan then left the arena, not lingering there for long.

Because we also need to allow enough time for the next contestants to prepare the ring.

What is the "True Lineage of Martial Arts"?

As Meng Chuan walked, he pondered to himself, puzzled.

From the principal to the teachers, everyone at the Yong'an branch of Beilian University is hoping that Meng Chuan can win the martial arts mastery exam next year.

But I forgot to tell the person involved about this.
At the same time, the host's loud voice rang in my ears:

"The first match today was so exciting that Meng Chuan defeated the favorite to win the championship without a scratch."

He silenced all doubters with his iron fists, so let's give him another round of cheers!

At this moment, Xu Nuo's casual fans completely switched sides, joining Meng Chuan's fans in a thunderous roar of cheers.

"Wow! That's insane!"

"It was so enjoyable to watch, I feel like the ticket price was worth it."

Some casual fans noticed something suspicious:
"I have a question. Was Meng Shen a master of both fist and spear in the Sanqin Division before?"

"He's clearly the Iron Fist King, so why is he called the Steel Gun King?"

The person next to him was a die-hard fan of Meng Chuan, who skillfully opened his phone's photo album and video, and clicked on the video of his match against Ma Ziyan.

"See? You'll understand after you read it."

A moment later, the man was completely convinced.

He truly is the "King of Steel Guns".

Hard, no further explanation needed!

Meanwhile, at the very top of the audience seats sat two solemn figures. Their backs were not against a soft backrest, but rather stood as straight and upright as pine trees.

"This young man is quite capable and can be of great use. The Lishan branch school is about to be completed, and we need someone to represent it."

The person next to him said calmly:
"Colonel Liu, I've heard that this child is highly regarded by that Peerless Flying General, and I'm afraid he won't let go of him easily."

"Commander, you are mistaken. Our Central Military Academy is undergoing this reform with great determination."

Such talent, of course, must be won over with sincerity. Sincerity can move even the most obdurate heart.

It turns out that these two men were officers from the Central Military Academy in the capital city.

"I think it's a bit too much of a leap for us to go from the closed-off Central Military Academy to the [Central Military Department's Special Martial Arts University] in an instant."

Colonel Liu pondered for a moment, then said calmly:

"The situation in the Heavenly Demon Realm is dire. The combined forces of the Four Directions Alliance, the two Taoist sects, and the three Buddhist sects are in a precarious situation, so this is a last resort."

The person referred to as the commander remained silent.

Even in military academies, force still holds sway and commands.

"Just follow the principal's instructions. We're doing this for the good of Great Chu."

The commander nodded, and after a moment said:
"I have inside information from a friend at [Hanhai] that they have already signed a strategic cooperation agreement with Meng Chuan that involves a performance-based clause."

If completed, it will proceed according to the "Dawn's Departure" level.

Colonel Liu was in an uproar:
"He's just a martial artist, not even a martial arts master, yet he signed with Dawn Start?"

The high-level contracts these big companies signed for their "Dawn Start" program were something he had heard about even while he was in military school.

"You can only sign if you win the bet, but it's really shocking."

Moreover, my friend has some inside information, saying that Meng Chuan has already signed a contract with Beilian University for the "Master Class without Examination," I estimate…

Colonel Liu's face darkened, and after a moment he slowly said:
"The reason why the Four Directions United University can now ride on our heads can be seen from this."

If even the master class that doesn't require entrance exams can do this, then it's time for us to join the fray.

You prepare the approval documents, and I'll notify the finance department to prepare the penalty for breach of contract. They're shameless, so we're shameless too.

The commander was taken aback upon hearing this, then agreed.

Meanwhile, Meng Chuan had already returned to the waiting area.

Luo Guanyun waited with his arms crossed, a broad smile on his face.

Upon seeing Meng Chuan, he flicked a wisp of true energy from his fingertips, which swirled around Meng Chuan's body.

The invisible armor on his body seemed to disappear without a trace, and then the aura vanished into his pores.

Meng Chuan felt a sense of comfort all over his body, and his fatigue was swept away.

"Not bad, you didn't get hurt at all. You're really tough these days."

Luo Guanyun clapped his hands and laughed.

"Haha, don't worry, Master, I'm determined to be the number one seed!"

Luo Guanyun continued:
"Someone from Hanhai just messaged me, praising you a lot."

Yu Chenguang, who had been looking sullen, suddenly became incredibly energetic.

But as I said before, don't be careless. That grandson of the Heavenly King is no weaker than your opponent in this round.

"I may not be as physically imposing as you, but I don't know what mysteries the Heavenly King's Fist technique holds, so I'd better be cautious."

"clear."

Meng Chuan nodded, hoping that the young monk named Jueming could face off against Zheng Chengcheng first.

Let's see if a top-tier, fully-fledged hard skill can break through its hidden, unleashed fist power.

Not far away, the young monk Jueming, who was about to go on stage, suddenly felt an itch in his throat and sneezed instantly.

The junior apprentice leaned forward and asked with concern:
"Senior brother, are you feeling unwell?"

"No."

Jue Ming himself was puzzled as to why.

Since he began practicing martial arts at a young age and started to show his talent for hard skills, he has never had a cold or anything like that.

He regained his composure and prepared to go on stage to spar with the fighter wielding the giant blade.

He wasn't impressed with Meng Chuan's performance.

"Xu Nuo looks powerful, but he's all show and no substance."

"Such a physique is something this humble monk could also achieve. It's Zheng Chengcheng who's more troublesome."

If Xu Nuo knew that this monk spoke of him in such a way, he would surely jump off the stretcher, grab him by the neck, and shout:

"You fucking try it!"

Being physically strong is only one of Meng Chuan's strengths; his ability to withstand attacks and fight is what makes him truly exceptional.

With all those special traits combined, who could resist?
Jue Ming easily defeated his opponent in less than five minutes after displaying unprecedented power.

As the games progressed, today's final match began.

Finally, it was Wudang Wang Ye's turn to fight Xu Nuo's classmate, the girl in black stockings.

Meng Chuan followed his master to Zhao Laodao's side, and the three of them watched with great interest.

As Meng Chuan and Zhao Laodao had expected, only Luo Guanyun looked suspicious.

On the stage, Wang Ye relied on his fluid and graceful movements, even carrying his sword on his back without using it.

He rubbed his hands together, channeling the energy of Wudang Tai Chi, and circled around his opponent, moving up and down.
The girl swung her three-section staff with a crackling sound, but she couldn't hit Wang Ye at all, letting him spin, circle, and entangle her.
This is the longest match in the entire Northern Division since the start of the competition.

They went through nearly seven or eight hundred moves, and the black stockings were almost worn smooth from all the handling.

Luo Guanyun was dumbfounded. Was this the way Taoist sects were doing things now?
"Old Master Zhao, your apprentice doesn't seem like a good person."

(End of this chapter)