With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 234 Hua Qingchi's Starry Sky Soup Technique Mastered! (3k)

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan nodded, understanding the situation.

Martial arts resources can only be produced in two ways: through the Demon Nest and by the support of hundreds of millions of ordinary people.

Regardless of the method, it all falls under the category of receiving favors from predecessors. One must constantly remind oneself not to squander them recklessly.

If I were a school leader, and a student wasted resources and wasted his time in the Grandmaster Class, I'd be considered good-tempered if I didn't kill him with a single blow.
At the northern foot of the central part of Mount Li, there is a pavilion and hall built against the mountain's peaks, and the famous Mount Li Hot Spring is located here.

Meng Jiaolong showed Meng Chuan around the campus before they arrived at this place—[Huaqing Pond].

Meng Jiaolong originally wanted to live here alone, but her mother wouldn't allow it.
"I went in to find my mom. Meng Chuan, you can put your things down and rest for a bit."

Her mother, Chen Qiushui, was a martial arts master who lived in the deepest part of Huaqing Pond.

Its senses could permeate the entire Huaqing Pool, and Meng Jiaolong was afraid that if she stayed too long, her mother would arrive.
"it is good."

The dormitory area's main entrance is decorated in an antique style. Meng Chuan and Meng Jiaolong swipe their access cards on the side of a red-lacquered gate.

The doors slowly opened, revealing a magnificent villa district.

"The accommodations are quite nice."

Meng Chuan thought to himself.

In the past, this place was a detached palace of an emperor and a hot spring bath for his beloved concubines.

Now, times have changed, and it has become the villa area where the Grandmaster Class of Beilian University and the martial arts teachers above the second limit live.

Because the place is so small, even martial arts-level teaching assistants and instructors are not qualified to live here.

After the two parted ways, Meng Chuan found his villa dormitory based on the house number.

Adhering to the principle of walking on thin ice, after putting his things down, Meng Chuan repeatedly checked and inspected the house, and only moved in after confirming that everything was in order.

The interior is a bit smaller than the one in Huayun Mansion, but it's big enough for one person.

Most importantly, the front yard of the house was built to be very large, which made it convenient for the owner to practice martial arts outdoors, and Meng Chuan was very satisfied.

Since entering this place, he could smell a very faint sulfurous odor in the air, mixed with the fragrance of flowers and fruits, which smelled quite nice.

Following the scent, Meng Chuan found a hot spring in the backyard, which was created by geothermal activity and naturally warmed the body.

On the stone tablet beside the pool stand three large characters: 【Starry Sky Soup】.

He looked up at the sky, which was unobstructed above and all around, and indeed, the stars were visible under the night sky.

"Cool!"

Meng Chuan felt that coming to this university was the right decision. He practiced martial arts all day, and then soaked in this pool at night. It was wonderful.

He picked up his phone and called his uncle, aunt, and teacher to let them know he had arrived at school safely.

The master replied that he should focus on practicing his boxing first, and that he had already spoken with Principal Yang Huan.
I'll let Meng Chuan know about the meridians issue when I have some free time in a few days.

He happened to see a message from Meng Jiaolong, who had invited him to a group chat.

Meng Chuan clicked "agree" and then entered the group called "[Northern Union University Martial Arts Master Class]".

The group leader was none other than Meng Jiaolong's mother, whom they had met during the preliminary martial arts competition.

The administrator's name is Shi Ying, a martial arts student at the first level of the martial arts world. She chose the academic path and started as a tutor.

Meng Chuan counted; including the two of them, plus himself, Xu Qingfeng, and Meng Jiaolong who had just joined, there were only eleven people in the group.

The Special Martial Arts University has a small class teaching system, with even regular classes having only about thirty students.

However, the number of people in this master class is a bit small.

After all, the admission requirements are very high, and there is a strict elimination system afterwards. In addition, the Lishan campus was built relatively recently and lacks sufficient historical and cultural foundation, so this is to be expected.

Meng Chuan had just finished changing the names in the group chat when his phone vibrated. The administrator, Shi Ying, had sent a message to everyone.

Welcome Meng Chuan, Meng Jiaolong, and Xu Qingfeng to the university.

Meng Chuan understood that only three people were admitted to the Grandmaster Class this year.

I initially thought it was somewhat unreasonable, but I later came to understand it.

He usually practices martial arts at the United University, where he comes into contact with the most outstanding young martial artists in Shaanxi Province, apart from the deceased martial artists.

Meng Jiaolong and Xu Qingfeng are the cream of the crop among them, possessing the strength of eight trials at the age of eighteen, making them top-tier even in the entire Great Chu.

The players I played against in the Supernova Tournament were all "senior students" over twenty years old.

Holding such a viewpoint is indeed a bit like "let them eat cake."

Seeing that no one replied, Meng Chuan sent a smiley face emoji to ease the awkward atmosphere in the group.

[Please rest and recharge after your long journey. All students are requested to assemble at the Zhenlong Hall at 9:00 AM tomorrow. Master Chen will be there on time, so please do not be late.]

Then he sent a message to the three newly enrolled students, along with a location reminder.

Meng Chuan replied with a thank you, and he could sense that Shi Ying was being very humble.

As a martial artist and teaching assistant, this is not how it should be.

But upon further reflection, weren't all nine of them, including myself, the future masters that the United Nations University "bragged" about?
Chen Qiushui, the group admin who had been silent until now, also sent a message.

Everyone must wear martial arts uniforms tomorrow. The placement test will be conducted according to the new rules for credit allocation. Late arrivals will be considered as forfeiting and will be placed at the bottom of the class.

Chen Qiushui has never supported doing this.

Master Class students don't have midterm or final exams because they are constantly facing dynamic assessments.

She was already under a lot of pressure, and she was afraid that implementing a tiered credit system would have the opposite effect.

But there was no way around it; this was the official regulation of the Fengtian headquarters, bearing the seal of Sui Chunqiu. Even Principal Yang had to abide by it, let alone himself.

Meanwhile, the other eight people who had been lurking in the group replied one after another that they had received the message, and Meng Chuan also replied.

He then tossed his phone aside and began his martial arts training for the day.

He couldn't stop practicing boxing every day. Despite his restless nature in the face of a new environment, Meng Chuan practiced boxing all day long before going to sleep, just like always.

Lying in bed, after replying to Xu Qingfeng's belated message, Meng Chuanchuan set a new goal for himself.

"Win the championship in Shanghai at the end of the year, and become a martial arts master in the first half of next year."

At 5:30 a.m. the next day, Meng Chuan's biological clock naturally woke him up.

I quickly washed my face, stepped out of the room, and stood in the spacious front yard to practice boxing.

When Meng Chuan was practicing breathing exercises, he released his senses outwards.

He could sense that many people, like himself, got up at this time to practice boxing.

Among them were several auras far surpassing those of martial artists, likely belonging to the school's teachers.

Meng Chuan couldn't help but sigh at how intense the martial arts atmosphere was here; so many people had gotten up even earlier than him.

As Long entered the second level of meditation, his spirits improved even more.

If you force yourself to overcome your body's natural inertia, even if you don't sleep for a day and a night, you'll still have energy the next day.

Therefore, as the King of Scrolls.

He decided to start tomorrow morning at four o'clock and wipe out everyone!

He smoothly channeled a burst of thunder and fire energy, executing the Thunderclap Scattering Hand technique four or five times.

During the punching, the Jiao Demon, who had regained some of his energy, also poked his head out from behind his neck, shaking his head and swaying his body as Meng Chuan swung his arms and punched.

Seeing that the sun had already risen but had not yet triggered the dawn and dusk enlightenment, Meng Chuan was not annoyed.

Benlei Sanshou was already close to mastering the technique, so he didn't need anyone to add fuel to the fire. Meng Chuan calmed down and fought for another half hour.

Until one of the energy channels was fully opened, it was 7:30 a.m.

Meng Chuan stood still and regulated his breathing, turning his sweat into white vapor that rose from his body.

[Thunderbolt Strike: Proficiency (99%) → Mastery (1%)]

For ordinary people, each time they make progress in top-notch martial arts, they will face bottlenecks of varying degrees.

But this doesn't exist in Meng Chuan's teachings, because every practice leads to some achievement.

At this moment, as the Thunderclap Hand technique progresses smoothly, new blood and qi are constantly generated from the acupoints, flowing through the limbs and bones, and finally converging into the meridians.

After calming down, Meng Chuan paused for a moment to reflect.

I estimate that my Qi and Blood value can be increased by about fifty or sixty points.

"It should be close to 500 points by now, keep it up!"

Future progress will likely not be at the current pace.

With both first-class boxing techniques having reached a high level of mastery, they are still far from perfection.

My newly acquired Qi Jiguang Long Fist technique is currently only at the proficient level, and there won't be much improvement in mastery.

"Next, I will focus on the Five Elements Fist. Once I master it, I will be able to reach the limit of martial arts for ordinary people."

As for whether to practice thunder magic to find the feeling of qi or continue to practice fist techniques to accumulate qi and blood, let's see what Principal Yang says in a few days.

Meanwhile, outside Meng Chuan's line of sight.

The security guard at Huaqingchi, who was in charge of security in the distance, had a glint in his eyes as he looked in the direction of Meng Chuan's dormitory and muttered to himself:
"This must be one of the students in the Master-level class who doesn't need to take the entrance exam. He's already made a breakthrough on his first day here. It seems Hua Qingchi is very lucky to have such a child."

Just like the sweeping monks of Shaolin Temple, there are also unseen masters within the Northern Union University who protect the safety of Huaqingchi.

Meng Chuan stretched his limbs and then saw that his neighbor across the hall had just gotten up.

Xu Qingfeng had just woken up and went outside when he saw Meng Chuan practicing boxing. The other man's face was flushed from the circulation of his qi and blood, so it was clear that he had been practicing for a long time.

"Damn, Lao Meng, stop practicing! You're already this curled up on the first day of school!"

Meng Chuan made a sound and winked at Xu Qingfeng, who was in the other dormitories around them.

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Xu Qingfeng felt immense pressure. If everyone was pushing him so hard and he didn't keep up, he probably wouldn't last long in the Grandmaster Class.

The two went to the school cafeteria, where the breakfast was plentiful. After finishing their meal, they headed to the True Dragon Pavilion.

Today is the first day, I need to make a good impression on Master Chen, I can't arrive right on time.

Following the location provided by Shi Ying yesterday, Meng Chuan arrived at the core teaching area of ​​the United University.

The Zhenlong Hall stands in the very center of this area. Its exterior is simple and large, and the whole building is made of heavy blue iron stone. Every brick and tile shows the charm of traditional martial arts.

Xu Qingfeng nodded and smiled:
"Principal Yang has a good eye. This Zhenlong Hall looks so exciting. I really want to go in and train there all day."

Meng Chuan appealed, saying that he had learned about the martial arts venue in advance from the North Union University handbook.

Its two floors occupy a total of 5,000 square meters, similar to the layout of the pre-high building.

The lower level houses the martial arts hall and other functional areas, while the upper level is a professional arena area.

However, unlike the pre-high school, this huge venue is only for the nine people in their master class, which is equivalent to a classroom for a few people.

(End of this chapter)