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Chapter 251 Crane Daozi is the Grand Champion! (6k-word chapter)

suddenly!

Suddenly everything went dark; the swarm of bats completely blocked out any light from his head.

Ice bats swooped down from the sky, pouncing on the figures on the ground.

Meng Chuan licked his lips, opened his mouth, and strained his abdomen, causing his throat and abdominal cavity to expand instantly.

Roar--!
The tiger's roar created a powerful airflow, causing the distant snow-capped mountains to tremble.

The countless bats were jolted into a standstill in mid-air before flying backward, and the gray-brown sky reappeared in Meng Chuan's eyes.

The next moment, a strong tremor rose from beneath his feet, and Meng Chuan leaped into the air, turning and fleeing in the opposite direction.

It wasn't because of the swarm of bats, but because the snow-capped mountain was collapsing!

"Damn. Is it really that real?"

Meng Chuan never expected that the virtual scene could achieve this level of sophistication.

He could feel a deep threat of death in the roaring snow line.

Fortunately, he had a top-tier movement technique at the perfect level.

Meng Chuan moved swiftly, switching between the Cloud Ladder and Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada techniques, moving with incredible speed, and escaped the avalanche zone a few minutes later.

Once he was safe, he stopped and turned around.

Looking at the scene that resembled a collapsing building, I felt a lingering fear.

My instinctive roar just now almost cost me my chance in the decisive battle.
But this also served as a wake-up call for him, reminding him that he must be cautious and avoid recklessness when he actually enters the demon's lair in the future.

"Lochin will definitely sense the commotion here, and given his arrogant nature, he'll likely come looking for me to fight."

Fluttering——

A large horde of demons with flapping fleshy wings were approaching from the horizon.

Meng Chuan took a closer look, and his face instantly darkened.

Those dead bats are a bunch of pests, they've caught up again.

"Is this thing being manipulated from behind, specifically targeting me?"

He had intended to conserve the energy of the Five Elements and save it for Narochin, but now it seems there's no way to do so.

Calm your mind and absorb the essence of kidney water; the environment and the movements of the fist will resonate.

Suddenly, the snow-white ground surrounding Meng Chuan trembled painfully, and countless tiny cracks appeared on the snow surface.

Immediately afterwards, the cracks spread rapidly and gathered in one place. With a whooshing sound, the snow in the surrounding area, which was several feet in diameter, shot into the sky like a raging dragon turning over!

The three-meter-thick snow wave was torn into a sky full of white mist by the force of the kidney water. Ice crystals screech and swirl in the cold wind, completely engulfing Meng Chuan's figure.

Meng Chuan opened and closed his five fingers, unleashing a powerful attack on the bat swarm, carrying the force of wind and snow. A [Layered Wave Shattering Rock Fist], many times more intense and fierce than usual, appeared, like a small avalanche, with an astonishing and overwhelming force.

By regulating the Qi of the kidneys, this extremely cold land might just be his home turf!
Meanwhile, a person operating the operation behind the scenes was beaming with pride; this swarm of bats was his doing.

"Luo Qin has resolved the issue and is on his way to Meng Chuan's side. How is the situation there?"

"Tsk tsk, things aren't looking good. What if I take this down?"

He choked up halfway through his sentence.

On the screen, a blizzard-like burst of kidney water fists completely devoured all of his ice bats.

After the commotion subsided, Meng Chuan rubbed his stiff palms and glanced down at his crotch.

A warm sensation rises from the lower abdomen, nourishing the upper body.

This is the miraculous effect of combining the two groin techniques; his abdomen felt like a small heater, radiating a faint warmth to his limbs and bones.

He suddenly felt much more at ease, exhaled a breath of cold air, and strode away into the distance.

"If I were Lochin, I would definitely have crept over along the edge of the collapsed snow mountain. In that case, I need to quickly find a good place to ambush them."

Meng Chuan's eyes were getting increasingly uncomfortable; all he could see was a vast expanse of white, and the more he searched, the more his headache worsened.

Without hesitation, Meng Chuan dug a hole on the side of the collapsed snow mountain and buried himself in it.

He then focused his mind and pushed the [Earth Vein Rock Sensation] to its limit.

This was the "human trap" he devised. Once Lochin appeared nearby, as long as the other party couldn't fly in the sky, he would inevitably be detected by his special ability.

Meng Chuan took a deep breath, then closed his mouth and nose tightly to avoid revealing any flaws, silently waiting for the other party to arrive.
"Let's try to kill him with one punch."

Meanwhile, outside the virtual extreme cold, the audience erupted in uproar.

One of Locsin's fans angrily said:
"This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is actually so treacherous and cunning!"

Meng Chuan's fans were not to be outdone and launched a rebuttal:
"You don't understand anything about barren land. What Meng Shen is doing is called adapting to local conditions, understand?"

"I'll subdue your horse."

The two started fighting, but were separated by security personnel who rushed to the scene after hearing the commotion.

"Stop hitting! Look!"

The two were tearing at each other, looking up at the same time.

On the big screen, just as Meng Chuan had predicted, Luo Qin was getting closer and closer to the "human trap".

Luo Qin did not possess the robust physique of Meng Chuan and was unable to directly confront the might of Heaven.

But he was perfectly at home in this extremely cold weather.

At this moment, the wind and snow seemed like his little pet, surrounding him and protecting him.

Just as he was about to locate the enemy, a deep and fierce feeling suddenly came from behind him. The air pressure made his eardrums bulge. He quickly moved like a crane to a distance of ten meters away, using the momentum of the heavy snow to complete the teleportation and avoid the silent, deadly blow.

Meng Chuan's eyes were indifferent. He had the ability to hover briefly at low altitudes. If his first attack missed, he would immediately fan the airflow and follow up with a punch, intending to take advantage of the situation and kill him alive.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Qin fell to the lower level. His crane-like figure moved awkwardly on the ground, and a hissing sound came from the snow behind him.

Meng Chuan's figure seemed to float in mid-air as he planted rice seedlings, plowing the ground with punch after punch.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Chuan unleashed more than a dozen punches. As his breath subsided, Deng Yunti could no longer maintain his balance and landed quickly. He pushed off the ground and swooped down to get closer, intending to take control of the situation.

But the next second, the azure force poured down like a waterfall, and Luo Qin swung his magic sword to counterattack!

Luo Qin's figure simultaneously flew backward, covering several meters to create distance, and his voice reached Meng Chuan's ears:

"You cunning scoundrel, you can't defeat me even if I try to ambush you. How can you withstand my magic sword on this snowy land?"

This punch, amplified by the magic sword and the extreme cold environment, was incredibly powerful.

Meng Chuan dared not summon the Qi of his kidney water and make a fool of himself, so he could only regulate the earth of his spleen and condense it into the shape of a high wall on his back to barely support himself.

In just a moment of contact from behind, Meng Chuan was sent flying dozens of meters away with a "bang," but after getting up, he was unharmed.

But the distance between him and the other person had widened to more than a hundred meters.

Meng Chuan bit his lip, the initiative he had seized through a sneak attack was so easily neutralized.

This is the advantage of "home field". The wind and snow boosted Luo Qin's punching power by at least 50%!
In the distance, Lochin smiled slightly and spoke, using the snow-capped mountains to transmit his voice:
"So this is the Five Elements Universe Fist? Brother Meng, you have impressive skills, but unfortunately your cultivation is still a bit shallow."

The earth element of the spleen can take root firmly in the ground, but it is still at a disadvantage when faced with the overwhelming wind and snow of Locsin.

Before Meng Chuan could retort, Luo Qin swung his sword from a distance, and the azure light exploded once more, blasting the earth elemental energy into scattered panic. Before the dust could settle, several wisps of energy transformed into crane-shaped beaks and swept over, landing precisely around Meng Chuan.

Without time to think, he hurriedly channeled his thunder and fire energy and swiftly unleashed several fist strikes to meet the crane's beak. Unexpectedly, the crane's beak suddenly transformed into the appearance of Luo Qin, who was holding a magic sword.

"Fake!"

Alarm bells rang in Meng Chuan's mind. He clenched his hand into a dragon claw and tore forward. The fake Luo Qin, with a mocking smile on his lips, ignored his shattered body and thrust the magic sword straight into Meng Chuan's chest.

Surrounded by purple light, the sword transformed into a white ray that covered his chest. In the distance, Luo Qin's true form smiled, but the next second his expression darkened.

"Is it really as indestructible as the rumors suggest?"

Meng Chuan clenched his fists, and a large hole was blasted through his Crimson Dragon Robe, revealing his bulging chest muscles. The piercing force of the punch that had been stuck to his chest was completely gone.

"Game over."

As Meng Chuan suddenly swayed, a figure appeared silently beside Luo Qin.

He twisted his wrist and flicked his fist upwards, a spiral of golden light swirling around it, before swinging it heavily toward Lochin's head.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye; the sudden burst of speed caught Lochin off guard.

But the next moment, Meng Chuan realized that his fist was being held in place by something invisible.

A sudden, sharp pain shot through my wrist. If it weren't for my exceptional martial arts skills, I would have already suffered a broken wrist.

The unseen thing seemed to surge above Luo Qin's head, constantly spewing out sharp sword energy, all rushing towards Meng Chuan.

"Divine Strike Technique?"

In Meng Chuan's mind, it was as if an "old grandfather" appeared behind Luo Qin, constantly wielding his sword and slashing at him, and hundreds of sword energies stormed around him in an instant.

He roared like a tiger, momentarily blocking the attack. Taking advantage of the brief respite, he channeled a massive amount of inner fire energy, simultaneously pushing his blood and qi to their limits. His body flashed with purple and blue light. Instead of retreating, Meng Chuan advanced, his fists thrusting rapidly like a meteor shower, the flames reaching the sky as he met Luo Qin's attack.

For a full minute, Meng Chuan's fists clashed with the two swords hundreds of times.

As the cold air in front of him rapidly condensed and exploded, Meng Chuan was blasted dozens of feet away.

"Oh shit!"

Meng Chuan cursed under his breath and shook his slightly stiff fists.

Both being "idea creatures," the old man inside the other's body is so powerful, while the Dragon Demon is just a piece of trash.
However, he could sense the dragon demon's eagerness within him, but when it emerged, it could only serve as a backdrop, without any other purpose.

"Could it be."

Meng Chuan's heart skipped a beat. He had already come up with a bold conjecture, but he needed to create a loophole to test it out.
"Come again!"

Meng Chuan moved silently beneath his feet, like a black sword shooting straight at Luo Qin, who could sense that the temperature was already very low.

If this drags on any longer, my condition will start to decline, and it will be difficult to fight back then.

In the icy snow, the dry, hissing sound of fists flashing could be heard. Meng Chuan was essentially fighting against four hands with two fists. They clashed and intersected for over a hundred times when suddenly an indescribable, resounding sword cry exploded in his ears like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.

puff-

Meng Chuan turned aside with a cold face, but a drop of warm, fishy-smelling liquid dripped from the corner of his mouth.

It was blood; a cut had appeared on his face from Luo Qin's sword strike.

However, a bulging snake with a sinister, grotesque laugh appeared on Meng Chuan's back. Its mouth was slightly open, not closed, because it was holding the sword in Luo Qin's "grandpa's" hand, along with one of the man's arms!
Gudong~
As his throat was squeezed downwards, the dragon demon forced the thing down his throat.

Meng Chuanxiao's smile was especially ferocious with the bloodstains on his face!
There's nothing mysterious about it; Lochin's "divine striking technique" is merely an "add-on" to his boxing style.

It is an image-like creature born from the connection with his own Wudang hard skills, Qingming Locking Dragon Body, through the combination with the spirit.

Meng Chuan had previously heard that he had gained some insights from the supreme treasure beast king painting, "Crane Immortal Soaring Through the Clouds."

The guess was that the other party's symbolic creature might also undergo "mutation" just like itself.

Indeed, the creature's ability to separate itself from the sword was quite remarkable, but it still managed to get its own gluttonous snake to succeed.

I can devour the core of a demon, so I can devour your old man too!
The next moment, the dragon demon twisted his body and stared at Luo Qin with ill intent.

However, the icy power in its hands could still harm it, which is why it had been hiding inside its body, only emerging to ambush its master when the opportunity arose.

Upon seeing this, Luo Qin's temples bulged with veins, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

This is the "Crane Daozi" that he condensed from the image of "Crane Soaring to the Clouds".

Its appearance is similar to that of the enlightened master in Lochin's mind.

Now, having been maimed by that disgusting fat snake, his Daoist mind is truly in turmoil, and he is so angry that he is fuming.

Due to his extraordinary understanding of the crane form, or perhaps for some other special reason, Crane Daozi underwent a subtle change afterward, and he used his spiritual power to condense a precious sword for him to defend against enemies.

This tactic used to be almost always effective, but unexpectedly it was taken away from us today.

He quickly retrieved the incomplete Crane Daozi into his body, then suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind, and a dizzying sensation as if his brain marrow had been extracted enveloped his body.

Meng Chuan had no intention of being modest. He dodged and crashed into Luo Qin in the blink of an eye, kicking him away with a side kick.

Despite his discomfort, Luo Qin brandished his sword in mid-air, attempting a desperate last stand, but all of this seemed utterly ridiculous to Meng Chuan.

In a moment of distraction, Meng Chuan grabbed the other man by the collar and slammed him down.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the fiery python crouching on his fist raised its head high, as if to devour the person on the ground completely.

Lochin struggled for a moment, then his head lolled to the side, and he fainted due to the damage to his mental strength.

The dragon demon then slowly slipped out, circling the other party with its mouth wide open for a long time, before finally managing to bite off a large mouthful of air through its body.

Then, he looked at Meng Chuan with a puzzled expression.

"He took it back, never mind."

Meng Chuan knew that this guy was still thinking about Luo Qin's grandfather, but he couldn't force him to reveal it unless the other party did.
According to the principle of "you are what you eat", this thing from the other party is very likely to increase the mental energy that I lack the most!
He even wanted to shake Lochin awake and hand the championship to the other party, just so that the Dragon Demon could completely devour the other party's old man.
Take a moment to adjust your breathing.

When Meng Chuan came to his senses, he found that the surroundings were beginning to distort and fade, the wind and snow were being wiped away as if by an invisible hand, and the snow-covered plain was collapsing inch by inch.

The next moment, I felt my feet sink into the ground, and a blinding white light suddenly appeared before my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, I was already on the arena.

At the same time, the roar of the audience rushed over, and the screen froze on the decisive scene of him grabbing Lochin's collar.

Meng Chuan's dragon robe was tattered on the front, but the back was intact.

As he stood tall and straight, the advertising slogan for "Hanhai" shimmered and gleamed under the light.

"Meng Chuan, the national champion of the first National Martial Arts Supernova Tournament!"

Inside the packed stadium, where 100,000 seats were filled, the deafening cheers coalesced into a massive surge of energy, propelling the young man on stage straight to the clouds.

Meng Chuan remained the same as always, raising his right fist in response to his supporters in all directions.

He felt a surge of pride and excitement, knowing he was on a path of martial arts where he was not alone and had so many fellow practitioners.

Thus, Meng Chuan became the overall champion of the national competition, becoming the number one among thousands of student martial artists.

His martial arts career was without regrets, and his next goal was to become a saint after becoming a martial artist!

"God Meng!"

"I say those experts know nothing! I, Meng Shen, am all about playing from behind!"

"What's with all this talk about the Celestial Master's Mansion? In this era of Qi and Blood Martial Arts, the Four Directions Alliance University is the best martial arts university!"

At this moment, with Meng Chuan's victory, tens of thousands of people were able to vent their emotions in the audience.

As a representative of emerging martial arts universities, Meng Chuan of the Four Directions Alliance defeated Luo Qin, a genius from an ancient martial arts sect, in a disadvantageous situation, directly breaking the traditional sect's monopoly on the authority of martial arts.

The audience cheered to vindicate emerging martial arts and vent their dissatisfaction with the arrogant attitude of the ancient martial arts sects.

The five schools of Buddhism and Taoism not only have very high requirements for natural talent, but also have extremely strict selection criteria for their students.

Unless one is a top genius like Meng Chuan, it is difficult to enter the main campus; one can only enroll in branch campuses in various regions.

These five ancient martial arts schools not only value natural talent and aptitude, but also emphasize family background and lineage.

Unless one is from a prestigious family or a disciple of a lineage, only those with extraordinary talent can catch his eye.

Meng Chuan came from an ordinary background, and the cheers from the audience were a response to his breaking down barriers.

The path of martial arts ultimately depends on strength, not on birth!
As soon as Meng Chuan stepped off the stage, Luo Guanyun rushed over laughing and grabbed him by the neck.

"Good lad, you're solid, not bad!"

These five words were the highest praise from his master, and Meng Chuan smiled especially brightly.

Having won the championship, he could already see the path to becoming a martial artist beckoning him.

A change in mindset can sometimes be beneficial to the progress of boxing skills. If someone were to ask him what he wanted to do most right now, Meng Chuan would just want to have a good, satisfying boxing session!

Master Shen Shuo walked slowly over, his mood equally good.

This kid, he managed to turn the tide against all odds, he's got guts!

"Tonight, at the Shanghai Oriental Pearl Tower, Hanhai will celebrate your success!"

"it is good!"

After replying to the other party, Meng Chuan took a closer look and saw a dignified old man sitting next to Shen Shuo, and he was curious about the other party's identity.

This must be his personal master. Meng Chuan couldn't sense the old man's strength, so he was probably another martial arts master.

"Xiao Meng, right? Could you summon the sentient being within you so I can have a look at it?"

In the blink of an eye, the old man stood firmly beside Meng Chuan.

"Senior, please look."

Meng Chuan understood and immediately gave a slight nudge.

His chest heaved as a black dragon demon reluctantly emerged halfway from his dantian.

It was digesting the "old man's" arm and sword within its middle dantian, and naturally did not want to come out.

Meng Chuan held it up and showed it to the dragon. Upon closer inspection, one could see that faint blue markings were beginning to appear on the dragon's body.

While the old man was examining the situation, Shen Shuo explained:
"Xiao Meng, this is my master [Shen Gongyue, the Unfettered Sky-Piercing One]. You can call him Senior Shen Gong."

Meng Chuan was about to greet him when he heard Shen Gongyue say with great interest:

"The Azure Dragon Locking Body of Wudang?"

"Yes, Senior Shen has keen insight."

Shen Gongyue lightly touched the blue mark on the dragon demon's forehead with his fingertip and smiled faintly:

"【Azure Dragon Lock Body】 was supposed to transform into a dragon demon and become earth vein dragon energy, but you raised a gluttonous ferocious creature instead."

Meng Chuan was slightly embarrassed; he didn't know why things had turned out this way.

But the effect is indeed quite good; it can not only absorb vital energy to feed back into the muscles and bones.

If the Dragon Demon hadn't made a contribution, he would have had to continue to wear down Luo Qin.
"Are you now relying on slapping and striking to stimulate your vital energy?"

Meng Chuan nodded. When he practiced with Teacher Dong Yue, he stimulated both the dragon energy and the essence together.

The opponent slightly gathered force in his palm, and the dragon demon's scales exuded a mist of interwoven red and blue. It turned over and over, but like a monkey trapped in the Five Finger Mountain, it could not escape an inch.

Meng Chuan's eyes widened. Wasn't this red mist the very essence of the heart fire that the Dragon Demon had "embezzled"?

"The effect of the purging is somewhat less. In the future, you can use kidney water as the cauldron, heart fire as the furnace, and true qi as fuel to refine it yourself."

"Thank you, Senior Shen Gong!"

The other party's actions were intended to clear up his doubts, and Meng Chuan was very grateful.

"The martial arts are as vast as the sea, and the martial arts of qi and blood are still in their infancy. Even I, an old man, have mysteries that even the Seven Limit Great Saints cannot solve."

Therefore, I don't know whether the mutation of your spiritual being is good or bad. However, forcibly seizing another's spiritual being through the method of stealing heavenly secrets and feeding it with demonic creatures is somewhat deviating from the righteous path. In the future, you must adhere to your original heart and not make your own meridians mottled and complicated, thus going astray.

"clear."

Meng Chuan nodded solemnly. He understood what the other party meant: if they wanted to cultivate a "Dragon Demon," they couldn't rely on devouring the spiritual power of others to grow.

Martial arts is never a means to pursue strength, but a process of self-cultivation and mental refinement.

If I allow the dragon demons to plunder freely, how am I any different from those utterly depraved demonic warriors?

Meng Chuan's idea remained the same as before: regardless of the means, he would wield his sword against evil!
With the podium set up, Meng Chuan returned to the scene.

Zheng Chengcheng is indeed a formidable young man. He defeated Chen Zhuyue from Donglian University and helped Yan Huawu University retain its third-place ranking nationwide.

After taking the calming pill, Luo Qin had recovered and looked at Meng Chuan with a hint of hostility.

Meng Chuan ignored him, considering him a defeated opponent.

His definition of "evil" may differ from others'.

Aside from the two universally acknowledged scourges, the Heavenly Demon and the Demonic Path, those who harbor ill will towards us must be eliminated even more!

But Luo Qin was only somewhat unconvinced; he sensed no malice in him, unlike Lin Yue.

Based on Meng Chuan's past experience, this kind of person would behave after another beating.

Zheng Chengcheng didn't say anything at this moment, standing aside waiting for the awards ceremony to be over so she could go home for dinner.
Seeing Meng Chuan looking at him, Luo Qin suppressed his anger and said:
"You scoundrel, descendant of a martial arts master, do you dare to come to the Celestial Master's Mansion and settle your score?"

"Watch your mouth. Who's the thief? If you want to fight me again, I'll fight you to the end. You can come find me at Beilian University. I'm not worth the trouble of traveling all that way."

"you"

Without waiting for a reply, Meng Chuan strode away.

The awards ceremony is about to begin, and he's the first to go on stage; he doesn't have time to argue with this kid.

(End of this chapter)