With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 219 The Power of the Dragon Crossing! Bonus Reward!
Jueming closed his eyes in a compassionate gesture, rubbing his hands together as he fiddled with the gilded Buddhist beads around his neck.

"Seeing Benefactor Zheng in such a state, this humble monk feels only sorrow."

My Shaolin Patriarch Bodhidharma spent nine years facing a wall, precisely to break down the textual barriers to your Buddhist rituals and ceremonies.

Yan Hua has been building numerous golden temples in recent years; I wonder if he still remembers the saying, "All phenomena are illusory"?

Zheng Chengcheng's luxurious clothes fluttered without wind, a faint light of wisdom emanated from her body, and golden light surged in her eyes.

"Do you know the profound meaning of my Yan Hua's attainment of Buddhahood in this very life? This kind of degrading of physical form in cultivation, are you perhaps trying to emulate those demons who want to extinguish all incense offerings in the human world!"

Upon hearing this, Jueming suddenly opened his eyes, looking like an angry Vajra.

"This humble monk only knows that the Diamond Sutra says, 'One should abide nowhere and yet give rise to the mind.'"

As his muscles bulged, [Ananda Forges Golden Body] was fully activated, and he seemed to be covered with a dazzling golden light from head to toe. Behind Jueming, a faint phantom of an Arhat appeared.

"Disrespect makes your Zen mind an obstacle. How is Zheng's attachment to the golden temple any different from those in the demon's lair who are afflicted by greed, anger, and ignorance?"

The next moment, Zheng Chengcheng had already disappeared from the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a grand sound came from above Jueming's head.

"Those who practice vegetarianism, chant Buddhist scriptures, and meditate, how many of them truly have a tranquil mind?"
"Let me see what skills you, you sharp-tongued little novice, have!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gasp suddenly erupted from the audience.

All that could be seen was a wisp of yellow smoke above the head of the young monk Jueming, from which emerged a massive dragon head, upon which Zheng Chengcheng stood.

This is the first time Zheng Chengcheng has shown his boxing skills since the start of the Supernova Tournament!
The dragon head rose and fell with the clouds and mist, its scales opening and closing, and its long whiskers dancing in the wind, making it incredibly lifelike.

Below the stage, Meng Chuan squinted as he observed, knowing exactly what was going on.

"This dragon is nothing more than a fake dragon formed by the Buddha's Vow Dragon Crossing Fist technique; it's just that the size is a bit exaggerated."

In his mind, Meng Chuan believed that his best skill was the Five Elements Heart Fire Technique.

Even if you push it to its limit, at most it will only protect your body, like a raging fire surrounding you, giving you a damage bonus.

It pales in comparison to the other side's painting, "Clouds and Mist Encircling a Yellow Dragon."

Luo Guanyun's perspective differed from Meng Chuan's; his level of understanding was evident, and he was more interested in the Zen-like insights conveyed by the two men.

"Chuan'er, even though you don't practice Buddhist methods, it's still beneficial for you to listen to Buddhist debates."

Meanwhile, the scene on the stage was even more exaggerated, completely unlike what martial artists would do; it was a scene of Vajra fighting against a Yellow Dragon.

The Vajra of Buddhism, with its fierce gaze, resounds with chanting, its entire body radiating Buddhist light!
The yellow dragon was even more imposing, soaring through the clouds and its scales were wildly outstretched!

Hearing what Master Luo said, Meng Chuan nodded and watched the two fight.

"I really didn't understand what you were saying just now, please teach me, Master."

Luo Guanyun pondered for a moment, then slowly explained:
"Even if I explained it word by word, to be honest, even my master wouldn't understand."

But in summary, according to the master's understanding, it is another easy-to-understand Buddhist proverb:
[Regardless of right or wrong, beauty or ugliness, strength or weakness, victory or defeat, all things are a destiny woven from the threads of chance and opportunity.]

"Destiny".

After listening, Meng Chuan seemed to understand, yet also seemed unable to see through it.

Luo Guanyun patted his shoulder and laughed:

"Don't be so attached to these things. You're still young. You'll understand when you get older."

Perhaps thinking of himself, watching the sectarian conflict on the stage, and seeing the light in his disciple's eyes, he felt a surge of emotion.

"The world is full of talented people, like fish crossing a river, and they keep coming. Am I, Luo Guanyun, going to drown because of this?"

"Then I'm determined to change all of this!"

He was once a renowned martial arts master!
Thinking of the tortoise shell at home, Luo Guanyun calmed himself down.

"I was able to create the Luo Family Eight Extremes and the Thunderclap Scattered Hand. Now that I have reached the level of a Grandmaster, why can't I personally solve the drawbacks of the Primordial Spirit Thunder Technique and can only ask my disciple for help?"

At this moment, Luo Guanyun seemed to have regained some of the fighting spirit he had in his youth.

Meng Chuan gazed intently at the stage, his eyes sparkling, while Luo Guanyun was equally filled with anticipation.

All of this stems from the intertwining of their fates, making the future promising.
The following afternoon, Meng Chuan performed as expected and defeated an opponent from the Central Military Academy.

He will then face Zheng Chengcheng in the finals tomorrow morning at 10:00 AM.

On the stage the day before, Jue Ming displayed the Vajra Power that he had never shown before.

But ultimately, it was no match for Zheng Chengcheng's overwhelming power and was defeated.

His expression was downcast after his defeat, and it was impossible to know what he was thinking.

But according to Meng Chuan, it was just a defeat; why must it be escalated into a struggle over the orthodox tradition?

What should someone like me, a mixed bag, do? It's just a simple competition; there's no need to make a big deal out of it.

Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan faced Luo Shi's attack with full readiness.

After the match, he and his mentor left without lingering.

Afterwards, he booked the entire day's training time at the adjacent martial arts arena.

The owner of the gym, seeing that the person was a martial arts master and the defending champion, didn't even ask for money.

They only wanted to show themselves and the students at the martial arts school how the two of them practiced martial arts.

Luo Guanyun finally agreed to let only him watch, as too many people would affect his apprentice's training.

"understand!"

The martial arts school owner wasn't angry.

He thought to himself that if he could learn some of the essence of teaching from the grandmaster, that would be a great gain. In the martial arts arena, Luo Guanyun stood with his hands behind his back.

"First of all, as the old saying goes, don't be reckless tomorrow."

If Zheng Chengcheng can hurt the little monk, she can naturally hurt you too.

Next, I will use a wisp of true energy to simulate its power. Your main focus will be learning how to fight against such a massive creature.

"Understood, come on, Master!"

Meng Chuan nodded, thinking to himself.

In his ultimate vision, his future form could transform into something as vast as the boundless ocean and as towering as the majestic Kunlun Mountains.

When it comes to beating these dragon and phoenix behemoths, it will be like a father beating his son, bending down and pressing him down to strike.

But it's too early for him now; he's far from reaching that level.

Therefore, the combat techniques that Master Luo mentioned should still be learned.

Coming to his senses, he saw Luo Guanyun make a single gesture with his hand, and the true essence of the Dao spontaneously arose.

Amidst the wisps of dust, a semi-transparent tornado suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

A fierce wind swept across the entire martial arts arena in an instant, and from the center of the giant tornado, a majestic dragon body quietly emerged.

"If you're ready, then let's go."

Meng Chuan listened intently and heard that Master Luo's voice actually came from the dragon's mouth, causing the surrounding air to buzz.

The dragon lowered its head and looked down. Meng Chuan felt the immense pressure from the gaze of that colossal creature, and he gathered his strength, ready for battle.
That night, Meng Chuan practiced with Master Luo all afternoon. When he returned to the hotel and heard what Meng Yiyi said, he discovered that his phone had been ringing off the hook with calls.

Meng Chuanxian called his uncle back, and after two long beeps, Meng Yongzhi answered.

[Chuan'er, you're a star now! Reporters from Yong'an have been interviewing me all afternoon; I'm exhausted!]

Meng Yongzhi was extremely excited; he had never received such treatment before.

Xue Na snatched the phone and said:

Chuan'er, a lot of people say they are your fans, and they all gather at the entrance of our community, and we can't get rid of them.

People have already pitched tents, insisting on waiting for you to come back.

Meng Chuanben was a little tired; the afternoon's battle against his master's "Dragon Force" was too exhausting.

But upon hearing what Xue Na said, he immediately perked up.

The behavior of his "fans" is a bit too fanatical.
He thought for a while and said:
[Have your uncle contact Chief Long first to clear the surrounding area and prevent it from affecting your lives and the normal lives of your neighbors.]

I'll post a related statement on a short video platform right now to let everyone calm down.

With the help of Hanhai Company, Meng Chuan created his own personal account on the Douyin platform yesterday.

In less than a day, his account's number of followers exploded.

With HanHai Company's aggressive buying of traffic and individuals' efforts to attract more users, the number of users skyrocketed to over two million, and it continues to increase every moment.

After thinking it over, he still didn't want to show his face, so he issued a written statement.

In just a few minutes, the number of likes exceeded 50,000, and countless private messages kept popping up in the background.

Many fans have been asking him if he really has a "steel gun".
Many advertisers also commission him to create custom advertisements, with prices ranging from hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Meng Chuan didn't reply to any of them, and simply logged out of the account, instantly bringing peace to the world.

He still doesn't want to do this kind of "harvesting" thing; the money from the competition is enough for him.

If we really need money later, we can ask Hanhai Company to help us select high-quality, genuine advertisements to take on.

As for whether he would "cool off" and not be able to get any more advertisements, Meng Chuan was not worried about that.

Because he firmly believes that he will continue to win not only the Supernova Tournament, but in any martial arts competition in the future.
At last.

Meng Chuan congratulated everyone in a small group chat with Meng Jiaolong, Xu Qingfeng, and others.

Everyone was cheering for Meng Chuan and congratulating him on making it to the final stage.

Zheng Zhenzhen also sent a message, revealing all of her older brother Zheng Chengcheng's abilities.
Meng Chuan, you must be careful of my brother's punches, don't try to take them head-on.

I checked Yan Hua's internal documents, and his "Buddha's Vow to Cross the Dragon's Might" not only has immense destructive power but also affects the mind and spirit.

Meng Chuan sincerely thanked them:

Don't worry, I'll be careful.

After hanging up the phone, Yu Chenguang, the manager of Hanhai, knocked on the door and came in.

"Excuse me for a moment, Xiao Meng. This is Master Shen, the head of the Northern Region of Han Hai, the Five-Colored Xuan King Shen Shuo. He would like to have a video call with you to say a few words."

"it is good."

Meng Chuan's heart stirred. After all, he was a martial arts master, and the 20 million had not yet arrived in his account, so he naturally agreed to cooperate.

Yu Chenguang turned on his phone, and Meng Chuan took it and looked at the video screen.

Shen Shuo stood at attention, dressed in martial arts attire, sweat beading on his forehead as if he were practicing a stance.

He looked at Meng Chuan and smiled faintly:

Hello Meng Chuan, this is our first meeting, but before this, I had already watched all your matches, and it was I who overruled everyone's objections and signed this betting agreement with you.

Meng Chuan quickly expressed his gratitude, thanking the country for its favorable policies and the company for recognizing his talent.
Haha, stop with the fluff. As long as you keep winning and beat Zheng Chengcheng, I'll apply for an extra bonus for you from the company.

I can tell you enjoy practicing hard martial arts and have a talent for external strength training; I'm sure you'll like this reward.

(End of this chapter)