With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 245 Peeking into the Future, the Second of the Earthly Fiends
in the afternoon.

Meng Chuan was practicing martial arts at the Zhenlong Hall when he saw Shi Ying slowly walking over and waving to him.

"What's wrong, counselor?"

Shi Ying smiled and said:

"Just call me Sister Shi. Let's go, Principal Yang is looking for you. You haven't been to his university office before, I'll take you there."

"Thank you, Sister Shi."

Meng Chuan's heart stirred; it seemed that the doubts about his meridians could be resolved today.

At the principal's office door, Shi Ying knocked and said:
"Principal Yang, Meng Chuan has arrived."

"Okay, let him in."

Shi Ying took her leave, and Meng Chuan entered alone.

At this moment, Principal Yang was in a strange pose.

Meng Chuan guessed that the opponent was probably practicing the [Taiyi Three Talents Stance: Heaven Stance Chapter].

This is an advanced stance training exercise learned by Xingyi martial artists after they reach the Grandmaster level.

Seeing this scene, Meng Chuanxin was filled with emotion.

Fang Jue realized the difficulty of martial arts; even a martial arts master at the fifth level of cultivation still had to practice stances diligently.

As Dong Yue said, further progress in martial arts also requires more advanced stance training as a complementary practice.

Master Luo had also reminded him long ago that "practicing boxing and stance training is a lifelong endeavor."

Upon seeing Meng Chuan enter, Yang Huan stood up and finished his practice.

A soft blue light surrounded him, then disappeared into his body.

He turned around and sat down in the chair, gesturing for Meng Chuan to sit down as well, and then joked:

"You're here. Sit down and let me see you. Your master is really something. I'm so busy in Chencang, and he's still urging me every day."

Meng Chuan said awkwardly, "My master cares even more than I do."

"I'm sorry, Principal, I've taken up your time."

"It's alright, I won't say much more. I have to go to the post-war analysis meeting later. Sit up straight."

Meng Chuan was puzzled and wondered what the other party was going to do.

A thin crack appeared between Yang Huan's brows, revealing a pair of cold, indifferent eyes with three black and two white parts. Dazzling golden light emanated from the vertical pupils through the crack.

The dazzling golden light blinded Meng Chuan, who squinted to avoid its sharpness, and at the same time, this scene greatly shocked him.

"Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun of Guanjiangkou?"

The eye between the eyebrows of the other person is so similar to the third eye of Erlang Shen in mythology.

Is this also a trait?

He couldn't help but think that he seemed to have never possessed a quality like Principal Yang's that could be outwardly expressed.

This was clearly not a coincidence, but due to the difference in understanding of the panel and the technique, he did not know the reason.

"Principal Yang's third eye, and the former principal of Nanlian Martial Arts University, who has eighteen fingers, is called 'Nine-Finger Dragon Punishment'."

Even Lin Yue, who was missing a sausage, demonstrated the powerful effect of manifest traits.

If he can develop a bunch of outward traits in the future, he'll have three heads, six arms, and a whole bunch of eyes.
He's strong now, but how can he face his uncle and aunt and claim that he's become mutated from practicing martial arts?

Thinking this through, Meng Chuan's determination to control his body became even stronger.

I will definitely acquire these powerful [mutated traits] in the future.

If one had 100% control over the body, one should be able to freely control the manifestation of these traits, right?

Since it hadn't come to that point yet, Meng Chuan was still somewhat uncertain.

"There's always a way out; we'll see when the time comes."

With his powerful outward characteristics, no matter how outlandish his appearance might be, Meng Chuan could endure the hardship!

Of course, apart from rootless plants
Bathed in golden light.

Seeing that Principal Yang's face was somewhat pale, Meng Chuan couldn't help but feel worried.

"I'm just a lowly martial artist, surely it's not that serious, Master? Isn't that a bit too much?"

Little did they know that Yang Huan was also puzzled at that moment.

He observed that Meng Chuan's meridians and blood were equally strong, and at this moment he was almost at the minimum standard for sensing true qi in the practice of true skills.

However, there was indeed a large gap in the other person's meridians, waiting for new blood and energy to enter.
Meng Chuan was also very curious, and then he heard Yang Huan say in a deep voice:

"Next, I will transfer a wisp of the power of the Mind's Eye into your body. Focus your mind and senses on your spiritual center, guard your true nature, and do not let your mind wander."

"clear."

The next moment, a wisp of blue-gold aura seeped into Meng Chuan's pores and lingered within his body.

When the dragon demon saw the "newcomer" in the village, it excitedly went over, ready to swallow him whole.

The strange aura suddenly shone brightly, and its overwhelming pressure made it run away in terror, wishing it could grow two more legs and run back into its dantian.

Yang Huan's mind was currently focused on this aura, and he was somewhat curious upon seeing this scene.

"This creature in the imagery is quite spiritual."

Coming to his senses, Yang Huanzhi continued to carry out his "mission".

The subtle breath moved like a silver snake, and a faint light flickered in the meridians and acupoints.

Within this pitch-black passage, a certain area was shrouded in a fog of obstruction. Yang Huan tried to concentrate, but was met with numerous obstacles and blockages.

"Has your breakthrough technique been finalized?"

Meng Chuanzheng was concentrating as instructed when he suddenly heard Principal Yang ask a question.

He truthfully stated:

"Inherit my master's thunder magic."

"Okay, got it."

The next moment, Yang Huan's heart hardened.

Since he couldn't know the current outcome, he decided to explore the future of both options!
At this moment, his vertical pupils shone with golden light, as if they had transformed into two intertwined rivers of time.

Two fleeting glimpses of the future collided violently in the golden light, bursting forth with countless sparks. Yang Huan sought the answer within them.
"Cultivate your Qi and blood until they are overflowing; this will greatly benefit your future. Okay, just listen to me and do as I say; don't rush things."

Yang Huan's brow furrowed, his pupils closed, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.

After the strange phenomena around them disappeared, Meng Chuan could tell that the other person's expression was extremely unpleasant.

He was perceptive; seeing the advisor's weak appearance, he knew the advisor must have used some kind of "supernatural power" to investigate him. Noticing the advisor's increasingly troubled expression, he offered a few words of concern, then excused himself and left without disturbing the advisor's rest.

Yang Huan waved to stop him and said:

"Don't rush off yet, listen to me. A few days ago, when I just got back, I took some time to complete your information for the headquarters' observation committee."

I just got a message that the verification is complete. When you get up tomorrow morning, check if the Earthly Fiend Ranking has been updated.

"Understood, thank you, Master!"

"Cough cough. Get lost."

After Meng Chuan left, Yang Huan sat upright at the table, closed his eyes, and pondered.

He didn't actually know whether Meng Chuan needed to cultivate his Qi and blood to overflowing.

Because he used the other person as an anchor point, he only saw chaos, and could not see even a glimpse of tomorrow.

As expected of a cunning old fox, he later used the upcoming Martial Arts True Inheritance Battle as the anchor point to trigger the [Sacred Eye Manifestation].

"Only in this way will Meng Chuan have a slim chance of winning the [True Inheritance of Martial Arts]."

With a thought, Yang Huan swallowed a healing pill that shimmered with rosy light.

This is a elixir specifically for healing the spirit and soul, and it is extremely valuable.

This time, his attempt to "peek into the future" cost him at least tens of millions of dollars.

While refining this pill, the expression on his face was one of deep pain.

The next morning, Meng Chuan was practicing his boxing in the front yard of his dormitory villa as usual before going to the training camp.

Just as they were engrossed in their practice, they heard a loud, angry roar from Xu Qingfeng across the hall!

"Damn it! How can someone be even more perverted than you?"

"??"

Meng Chuan stopped his stance, took a few steps and leaped more than ten meters away, arriving in front of Xu Qingfeng.

At the very top of his phone screen was the title: "[Northern Union University Earthly Fiends List]".

This list ranks the top 100 martial artists across the 15 campuses of the Northern Union University based on their dynamic overall strength.

The real-time rankings are updated daily at 6:00 AM, and the final rankings are determined at midnight on the last day of the month, at which time academic credits are awarded. (The maximum value for each metric is 10000.)

Meng Chuan opened his phone to check, and suddenly raised an eyebrow slightly.

[Rank 1 on the Earthly Fiends List: Wu Hong (Fengtian Headquarters)]

[Qi and Blood: 10000]

Martial Arts Aptitude: 9900

Overall Potential: 9800

[Combat Record: 9800]

[Total score on the list: 39500]

This person has reached the limit of their Qi and blood, therefore the first item is a perfect score.

However, the other items were also outrageously high, all approaching perfect scores.

"Wu Hong is quite impressive."

Before the true master of martial arts, this person is probably the biggest obstacle in his path.

Meng Chuan had already learned about this UN honor from the school's official website after Lu Zhuxiao mentioned it every day.

This is the highest honor for the students of the United Nations University.

If you were to receive it, aside from the benefit to the entire campus, the reward for yourself alone would be outrageously generous.

"Don't aim too high, take a look at your own score first."

Meng Chuan scrolled down and, as expected, found himself in second place.

[Second on the Earthly Fiends List: Meng Chuan (Yong'an Branch Campus)]

[Qi and Blood: 8500]

Martial Arts Aptitude: 9000

Overall Potential: 9500

[Combat Record: 9750]

[Total score on the list: 36750]

"Damn, Lao Meng, you've been completely crushed."

Xu Qingfeng leaned in to compare.

Meng Chuan seemed to be deep in thought. In fact, overall, the scoring by this viewing committee was fair.

Principal Yang reported his blood and qi condition truthfully, without mentioning how far he was from his own limit.

It's still a bit far from the normal limits of Qi and blood.

There are so many powerful figures in the entire United University. Meng Chuan casually glanced down and saw that the blood energy of the others on the list was basically hovering around the full score, not far from becoming a martial artist.

He acknowledged the gap in martial arts aptitude and overall potential, because his natural talent was undeniable.

If he hadn't been recognized as having a strong [trait], he probably wouldn't even have scored nine thousand points.

There's just one thing I'm not entirely convinced about: how come this person's combat record is better than mine? Do those people on the spectator committee even understand martial arts?

After all, he defeated a top competitor who had passed nine rounds at the Yong'an Martial Arts Competition Center during the eighth round to advance to the second stage.

But then again, Meng Chuan thought to himself:
"Could it be that Wu Hong, like me, not only possesses special abilities enhanced by actual combat, but is also a master of external martial arts?"

At this moment, Xu Qingfeng was heard reading from his phone:

"On October 11th at Fengtian Headquarters, Wu Hong, with the physique of a ninth-level martial artist, fought fiercely against the first-level martial artist, [Smashing Monument Hand - Tong Baicheng], but narrowly lost after 268 moves."

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That's quite impressive. Meng Chuan estimated that he definitely couldn't do it right now.

The true energy was of unknown composition; once it hit his body, he would be rendered helpless.

"Once I don my armor and break through my limits, and my qi and blood overflow my meridians, perhaps there will be an opportunity."

He was not discouraged. Meng Chuan firmly believed that as long as he was willing to work hard, the future would definitely be on his side.

The only unpleasant thing is that I am now on Wu Hong's side.

(End of this chapter)