With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 232 Initial Assessment Credits: Shiva Washing the Elephant
Meng Chuan had already learned in advance that the Master Class at Beilian University was different from other ordinary classes; the entire campus was divided into only two classes.

Martial arts class and martial arts master class.

The Martial Artists Class consists of young geniuses like these individuals, while the Martial Arts Masters Class comprises martial arts masters who have advanced to the first major limit within the Martial Artists Class, with an age limit of thirty-five.

The Yong'an campus was established relatively late, and the martial arts family's combat strength is only at the second-highest level.

However, the headquarters of the United Nations General Assembly in Fengtian has a profound martial arts tradition.

There are more than seven or eight martial arts masters, and several of them are just one step away from becoming grandmasters, truly embodying the meaning of the three words "grandmaster class".

Meng Chuan had not yet realized the importance of the credits at Beilian University, but the two who had been attending pre-high school all understood it deeply.

Meng Jiaolong smiled without saying a word. Her mother was a martial arts master at the university, so she didn't really need the credits.
The two then explained to Meng Chuan the specific role of the credits, which involved all aspects of the student's life within the university.

Even those who have advanced to the next level of martial arts still have to work hard to earn credits.

Because within the university, you can buy anything from healing plasters to martial arts techniques, as long as you have enough credits. One credit has more purchasing power than ten thousand dollars.

Meng Chuan nodded to himself. He had already realized the importance of academic credits and would definitely do his best in the assessment at the beginning of the semester.

Seeing that it was getting late, Meng Chuan stood up and raised his glass with everyone.

No need for further words; it's all in the wine. Drink it all in one gulp.

After the meal, Meng Chuan stood at the street corner and watched everyone leave.

Feeling the gentle night breeze, my mind and spirit felt exceptionally refreshed.

As Meng Chuan returned home from his walk, he was about to practice some meditation and go to sleep when his phone suddenly rang.

"Luo Meng's apprentice, Chen Jingyi?"

Meng Chuan had forgotten about this "senior sister".

He was a student in the Master Class of the United Nations University. He was unlucky in the Battle of Taihang and was eliminated by Jue Ming early on.

[Xiao Meng, are you still awake?]

【No, is there something you need, senior sister?】

It's nothing serious. Did you know about the placement test when school starts?

Meng Chuan laughed:

[I know, what's wrong?]

His strength has more than doubled compared to two months ago.

It wasn't that Meng Chuan was arrogant; he genuinely didn't believe anyone below the level of a martial artist could defeat him.

Chen Jingyi could sense Meng Chuan's confidence, and she reminded him:
Before your batch arrived, there were six people in our Grandmaster Class. Chu Yanhu was the strongest in the class. His Qi and blood had already reached their limit, and he was only one step away from becoming a martial artist.

Xiao Meng, I suggest you don't compete with him this semester. He's not far from becoming a martial arts master. When he goes to the martial arts master class, you'll naturally be number one.

In her mind, although Meng Chuan was the champion of the North, Chu Yanhu did not participate in the competition in order to find the feeling of Qi.

As a true martial artist at the pinnacle, Chen Jingyi felt that the [Northern Champion] was probably no match for him.

Okay, thank you, senior sister.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chuan closed his eyes and began to meditate, practicing the Dragon Sitting Meditation.

Regardless, Meng Chuan was still grateful to Chen Jingyi for informing him; as for whether or not to fight for it...
His answer was to let his fists do the talking.

Time flew by and it was already the end of August. During this time, Meng Chuan did not go to the pre-high school to practice boxing.

I stayed home to practice and spent some quality time with my family.

Once you get into Wuhan University, you'll have to live on campus. Even if you live nearby, you'll still have to cross mountains and valleys, which will interfere with your martial arts practice time.

Xue Na was helping Meng Chuan tidy up the ironed bedding when her gentle voice reached Meng Chuan's ears.

"Chuan'er, you can decide for yourself. If you're busy practicing martial arts, coming back once a month is enough."

Your uncle and I are both free, so we'll go to Lishan to visit you after he's off work, and we can also do some hiking for exercise.

"it is good."

Meng Chuan was also tidying up his things when he heard his aunt speak and responded.

He didn't have much of his own stuff either. After tidying up and stretching, he noticed the half-finished manual that was propping up the corner of the table.

Shiva washing the elephant

Meng Chuan picked it up, about to put it in his suitcase, when suddenly an idea struck him.

"Master Zhao said that Master's [vital energy] is insufficient. This half-step secret technique can consume spiritual energy to increase strength. I wonder if it will be useful to Master."

He put the method away and decided to take it to Master Luo tonight to have it examined.

After packing up, Meng Chuan set off for Gangzi Club.

Today should be the last time I ask Brother Gang to play a game.

The sounds of intense fighting filled the room, and three hours later both of them were panting heavily from exhaustion.

A glance at the panel showed: [Azure Dragon Lock Body: Proficiency (29%) → (30%)]

This technique is considered a top-tier hard skill of the Wudang School, so its difficulty in mastering is to be expected.

Meng Chuan basically practices once every three days, and even with the recovery time, he can only increase his proficiency by 2%.

This is also related to the "mutation" of the dragon demon within him. Zhao Shousui had also warned him that if the dragon demon became too powerful, it would affect the progress of this technique's cultivation, but the effects would also be more powerful.

During the break, Meng Chuan sensed that the color of the dragon demon within his body had completely faded from red and turned into pure black.

After today's training, his muscles and bones had absorbed the last wisp of the heart fire essence, and he could feel that they had become much stronger.

Most importantly, his strength has been subtly enhanced.

He swung his arm and extended his fist, his strength increasing by about half a percent compared to before. For an ordinary person, the effect might not be noticeable, but Meng Chuan's strength was already immense, so even a small improvement was considerable. Noticing the change in his body, Meng Chuan thought to himself:
"The dragon demon absorbed its essence from the imagery of fighting Japanese pirates on the riverbank."

Because Qi Jiguang's Long Fist style is a fire-element martial art, emphasizing explosive power, this energy returning to my muscles and bones also enhanced my strength.

Based on this, Meng Chuan deduced...

The essence of the other four elements, such as kidney water and lung metal, can also strengthen his bones and muscles, and may bring about effects different from those of heart fire essence.

The problem is that the Dragon Demon can only obtain its essence from spiritual imagery. Meng Chuanzhen doesn't know how to return to that imagery.

He had discussed this matter with his master before. The imagery in his mind was somewhat similar to, yet different from, the [ability to transform mental images into reality] of the Xingyi School martial arts masters.

The conclusion is that the stronger one's mental strength, the more likely one is to enter that world of imagery while practicing martial arts.

My mental strength is a weakness, and if I want to make up for it, I need to address the root cause.

Those who focus on enhancing their spiritual power, whether it's elixirs or secret techniques like [Dragon Meditation], are rare and scarce resources.

It was Luo Guanyun who saved Zhao Shousui's life in the demon's lair. As a martial arts master, he repeatedly vouched for him before lending out the secret technique for the master and disciple to learn.

As for pills that can temper one's mental strength, Meng Chuan had only seen them a few times in Wuxie City.

Either they fetch an astronomical price at auction, or they sell out as soon as they're listed, with a large number of people waiting at specific times and locations.

However, things are different now. He has a way to deal with the pills, and he can solve the problem from both the United Nations and the Vast Ocean.

To improve one's status in the vast ocean and exchange it for elixirs.

Earning credits at the university can also be used to purchase spiritual elixirs.

Most importantly, Meng Chuan was increasingly looking forward to the day when he could cultivate the Thunder Seed Technique of the Primordial Spirit.

"See you later, Brother Gang."

It was August or September, and the sunlight was scorching.

Meng Chuan shielded his eyes from the sun with one hand and waved to Li Weigang from outside the door.

Li Weigang looked bitter, feeling somewhat reluctant.

Many times, discussing hard kung fu theory with Meng Chuan greatly inspired him. He wondered where all those strange and wonderful ideas came from in the other man's mind.

But there's no way around it; people strive for higher goals. A martial artist as outstanding as Meng Chuan would definitely want to attend a top-tier martial arts university.

Perhaps in a few years, even he himself will be no match for him.

"Go to the Southwest Associated University and practice your boxing skills diligently. Become a martial artist as soon as possible, and when you come back, spar with your brother Gang!"

"Brother Gang, I'll come back to visit often."

Meng Chuan was also quite reluctant, but there was nothing he could do. The United Army was deep in the heart of Mount Li, and the inconvenience of traveling back and forth would delay his boxing practice.

As Li Weigang walked out of the club, he stood in front of Meng Chuan and gave him another instruction:
"Mount Li is not as prosperous as Yong'an City; cultivating oneself there requires cultivating one's mind even more."

Li Weigang graduated from Yanhua University and is very familiar with all the ins and outs of it.

"Once you get to university, you'll realize the importance of credits. Whether you're a faculty member or a student, everyone is working hard to earn them."

Actively participate in on-campus tasks during university; if you're capable, earn as much as you can. However, carefully consider off-campus tasks, as they all carry a certain degree of danger; it's best to wait until you've become a martial artist before attempting them.

There are many martial arts masters at the university who are more skilled than me in hard-style martial arts, but you need academic credits to hire them. If you really don't have enough credits, tell Brother Gang, and he'll come to your door for a sparring match.

Under the sun, Li Weigang chatted with Meng Chuan for a long time, as the latter shared his experience of attending Wuhan University without reservation.

"Don't worry, Brother Gang, Mount Li isn't far. We'll meet another day!"

Meng Chuan suppressed the trembling in his heart and said goodbye to him.

After Gang Ge's guidance, Meng Chuan fully realized how valuable the monthly credit incentives in the Master Class were.

Just as the Grandmaster Class allocation system was being reformed, Meng Chuan secretly resolved to secure first place in the entrance assessment.

Meanwhile, on the last day of August, students from other parts of the country who were studying at Beilian University had already returned to campus one after another.

After traversing mountains and valleys, a vast, pristine white plaza comes into view.

The square was bustling with students, and two extraordinary young martial artists were talking to each other.

The conversation was all about "the reform of the resource allocation system for the Grandmaster Class".

Those who overheard their conversation instantly became respectful.

The United University's Grandmaster Class is divided into two classes: Martial Artist and Martial Arts Master. Since the establishment of the campus, the total number of students has never exceeded thirty.

Compared to the more than two thousand "ordinary" students across the entire campus, those who can get into the Master Class are undoubtedly extremely rare.

The two young martial artists entered the school gate, chatting as they walked.

The man with a slightly longer face spoke up:

"I've just been promoted to Martial Artist, so I'll definitely be at the bottom of the class. But you're in the Martial Artist class, so you should be a shoo-in for first place."

"Have you heard? You'll have a champion from the North coming this year. While he has unlimited potential, he's definitely no match for you right now."

Chu Yanhu nodded in agreement upon hearing what his brother said.

His Qi and Blood value had reached 560 points, and his meridians were full and swollen, just one step away from becoming a martial artist.

The Northern champion is still a bit behind me. Although I may catch up in the future, I have no chance of beating him right now.

Chu Yanlong continued to instruct his younger brother:

"If you need more credits later, let me know. Your task now is to calm down, continue to capture the feeling of Qi, and strive to become a martial artist within this year."

"clear."

(End of this chapter)