With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 259 The Dejected Old Lu, the Advantage Lies With Me!
"Why isn't Brother Chuan'er here yet? Has he gotten too cocky?"

Li Tong looked around and realized that only Meng Chuan was missing from the class.

Excluding the time spent in Shanghai, the other party has not attended classes for almost a month.

After a while.

In everyone's memory, Master Chen, who originally had an icy demeanor, walked in chatting and laughing with a strong young man.

Upon closer inspection, the group recognized Meng Chuan, who had been missing for a long time.

Xu Qingfeng clicked his tongue and said:

"Lao Meng has face, even Master Chen can smile."

Meng Jiaolong was indignant:
"If you go and win a national championship, my mom will smile at you."

Meng Chuan's victory brought glory to the school, and Chen Qiushui, as the top leader within the school, also benefited greatly.

Xu Qingfeng smiled sheepishly. He was eliminated in the first round of the Supernova Competition; he didn't have that ability.

He quickly changed the subject and invited Meng Chuan to sit down.

On the platform, Chen Qiushui sat cross-legged in mid-air and slowly began to speak:

"Before I begin my sermon today, I want to explain a serious fact to you all."

The military has mobilized all schools in an emergency, with most of the martial arts masters from major universities participating, and the crisis in the Demon Nest has escalated to a full extent.

You are still martial artists. Although you don't need to step onto the battlefield, you still cannot afford to be complacent. You must intensify your training and advance to the level of martial arts masters as soon as possible, so as not to let down the country and the school that have nurtured you.”

Seeing that everyone was still processing what she had said, she continued after a moment:

“Starting tomorrow, I will also be leaving the school to lead a team to conquer the demon’s lair. If you have any urgent matters, please go to your respective martial arts teachers first.”

Teachers with specific teaching positions within the school will not participate in this national-level nationwide recruitment.

University martial arts practitioners are not only the foundation of their respective martial arts universities, but also the future of the nation.

It is necessary to have martial arts masters to guide and teach them, and there is naturally no need to send out all their forces unless it is a matter of life and death.

If everyone were to be mobilized because of rumors about the Demon Nest, it would seem as if they were throwing themselves into disarray.

As soon as Chen Qiushui finished speaking, the temperature in the classroom plummeted, and everyone had different thoughts.

Meng Chuan thought of the strange changes in the Demon Nest mentioned by Master Chen, and felt a sense of crisis.

Despite winning the Supernova Championship, their strength is far from sufficient to face the impending Dark Tide.

Only advanced martial artists have a foothold and will not be crushed by the tide when the tide comes.

That night, at Huaqing Pool.

Since Meng Chuan returned with the championship, the three of them have not yet celebrated.

Today, Meng Jiaolong specially ordered a large table of delicacies from the foot of the mountain.

He had intended to spend some time alone with Meng Chuan when Xu Qingfeng from across the street came over, drawn by their presence.

"Can you please get lost?"

Seeing Xu Qingfeng happily eating a lobster claw, Meng Jiaolong became extremely annoyed.

After dinner, as they digested their food in the evening, the group sat together and chatted, reflecting on what Master Chen had said that day.

Meng Chuan himself was alright; he understood most of what was said.

Considering that today's session is a special session for martial arts students, Master Chen will be talking about some important points for martial arts students before they enter the realm of martial arts masters.

Master Luo had explained these principles before, but Master Chen explained them in more detail.

Having fully grasped the material from his memory, Meng Chuan then began to teach the two of them.

After explaining, Meng Chuan said he was thirsty, and Xu Qingfeng quickly handed him a beer.

"Brother, drink up!"

Meng Chuan didn't stand on ceremony and drank it all in one gulp.

"It's a bit early for you two to hear all this. Let's go straight to the Ninth Gate."

Both Xu Qingfeng and Meng Jiaolong wore bitter expressions.

It won't happen that fast; not everyone is Meng Chuan.

"Lao Meng, you have to wait for us! Don't rush into becoming a martial arts master. Meng Jiaolong and I are still stuck in the eighth level."

Meng Jiaolong nodded upon hearing this, then asked curiously:
"Meng Chuan, when will you break through to the Martial Arts Master level?"

"Hmm, around the middle of next year? Let's try to get it done before the Martial Arts True Inheritance Competition."

"Damn! You're a pervert!"

The two said in unison.

After the meal, the two helped Meng Chuan clean up the leftovers and tidied up.

Before leaving, Xu Qingfeng said with a smile:

"I just received a text message from the United Nations on my phone. I've made it onto the Earthly Fiends List!"
The rankings will be finalized the day after tomorrow, so if I hold on, I can get 30 credits. That's great.

Meng Jiaolong was suspicious:
"You made it onto the Earthly Fiends Ranking? Could it be that someone broke through to the Martial Arts Master level and made room for you?"

Although Xu Qingfeng's blood and qi were slightly weaker, his score was similar to Meng Jiaolong's.

However, his martial arts aptitude and overall potential are both outstanding, making him not only much stronger than Meng Jiaolong, but also surpassing many others on the list.

Therefore, all things considered, the gap between him and the 100th place is very small, and he has always been on the verge of reaching the bottom of the list.

Xu Qingfeng was indignant. Why wasn't it his potential that had improved again?
He took out his phone, opened the Earthly Fiends Ranking, and wanted to prove himself.

But upon checking, he suddenly froze.

"Lao Meng, you're number one on the list."

Meng Jiaolong's eyes lit up, and she leaned closer to say:
"Meng Chuan suppressed Wu Hong? It seems the people at headquarters have good judgment. The national champion is indeed impressive!"

Meng Chuan glanced at it and understood.

Although he had improved in all four categories, he was still a bit behind Wu Hong, and besides, the second place was not his opponent.

Then there is only one possibility: Wu Hong has broken through to become a martial arts master and has been removed from the list.

Xu Qingfeng understood, and he stepped forward and patted Meng Chuan on the shoulder, saying:
"Not necessarily, maybe he's dead?"

"." December 30.

This morning, the front page of the university's campus network no longer congratulated Meng Chuan on winning the national championship.

Instead, they welcomed Wu Hong, a freshman at the United University, who became the first martial artist to break through to the level of a martial artist, and was given the title of "Tiger King"!
The university media even predicted and speculated that it would be another era of "the United University being dominated by tigers".

Xu Qingfeng's curse had failed, and Wu Hong was now at the very front of all the new students at the United Nations University.

"Tiger King?"

Meng Chuan had been boxing for an hour, and took a break to check on things.

He was surprised when he saw the other person's title.

It wasn't because of his domineering manner, but because the other person stirred up memories that had been buried deep in his heart.
If I want to compete with the other party for the true teachings of martial arts, it seems that I can take the initiative by focusing on their special characteristics.

"I remember, the Tiger King was suppressed by the Tyrannosaurus God with one hand, right?"

However, since the title contains the word "god," I wonder if changing it to Tyrannosaurus King would be acceptable.
Seeing Master Lu approaching from afar, Meng Chuan abandoned the nonsensical thoughts in his mind and continued to practice boxing with him.

The two of them didn't stop what they were doing until lunchtime.

Today, Lu Zhuxiao was rather quiet, simply teaching silently, without his usual smile on his face.

Meng Chuan naturally knew why, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Although it has not been announced yet, the previous Martial Arts True Inheritance Competitions were basically held on June 1st each year, coinciding with the anniversary celebration of the North United University.

By then, it would be good enough if I could even become a martial arts master.

He didn't delude himself into thinking that he could easily crush Wu Hong, who had cultivated for half a year longer, as soon as he entered the realm.

Wu Hong was no pushover; if it weren't for the fact that his opponent had already reached the limit of his qi and blood, he would have been in trouble.

He will likely be eliminated in the Battle of Taihang to compete for the Northern Championship.

Moreover, when the opponent reaches the limit of the ninth level, they can exchange hundreds of blows with a martial artist.

After breaking through the realm, his strength will definitely be far greater than before, and he will not be a weakling among the first-level martial artists.

Therefore, we can only take it one step at a time.

He has absolute confidence that he will surpass his opponent in the future.

However, he definitely couldn't surpass him in terms of cultivation level within six months, but in terms of actual combat, Meng Chuan felt that he wasn't without a chance.

The opponent's physical skills are definitely inferior to his own, and he also has a lot of practical combat traits, feedback from the Dragon Demon's essence, and a pair of third-grade True Martial Fist Blades.

Adding to that the powerful trait of "Flower of Flesh," which could potentially break through limits in the first half of next year, all these factors combined will influence the battle.

Wu Hong is not invincible; the advantage lies with me!

But these were all his secrets, and naturally he couldn't tell Master Lu about them.

The other person's overall mental state was listless, as if they were forcing themselves to stay awake.

Meng Chuan advised him to go back and rest first, saying that he could practice on his own.

"I'm fine, you keep practicing."

Lu Zhuxiao's lips twitched, forcing a slight smile.

Then, I cheered myself up and continued to watch Meng Chuan practice his boxing, promptly correcting him on which movements he could improve.

Time passed amidst the fists and kicks, and Lu Zhuxiao gradually became immersed in the world of boxing.

The two focused solely on their boxing techniques, and neither mentioned Wu Hong.

Lu Zhuxiao raised his hand to look at his watch; the hands had already pointed to one o'clock.

"Shall we have a real-world test before going out for lunch?"

"Come!"

Meng Chuan also felt this way at the moment. Since returning from winning the championship, he felt that he had become a little complacent.

Now, upon learning of Wu Hong's breakthrough, he is filled with renewed fighting spirit.

Meng Chuan closed his eyes slightly, mustered his strength, and his blood and qi surged like a tide.

The next moment, a surge of power rose from the lumbar spine, the five fingers loosely clenched into a fist, the force already rising before the fist was even thrown!

His Five Elements Fist technique rises from his internal organs, exhibiting the ferocity of a raging fire, the sharpness of a golden spear and iron horse, the weight of a deep mountain, the resilience of an ancient pine and bamboo, and the ferocity of a raging wave crashing against the shore.

The five elements flow naturally, all condensing into the fist's movements.

In Lu Zhuxiao's eyes, Meng Chuanzhi's momentum had already soared to the heavens.

This power gave him the illusion that he was facing a martial artist.

Upon seeing this, Lu Zhuxiao couldn't help but grin.

"I was being too attached to appearances."

I was overthinking things before. Why think so much?
So what if Wu Hong is a martial artist? We can catch up with him.

Lu Zhuxiao had absolute confidence, because he was Meng Chuan!
"Show me your full strength!"

"clear."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Chuan pounced silently like a night owl, his fist piercing down from above Lu Zhuxiao's head. Because of the full force he exerted, a series of penetrating sonic booms echoed through the air.

Finally, it pierced the opponent's head with precision and ruthlessness.

impossible!
Even though Master Lu did not use his true energy, he would not be instantly killed by his own attack. The body of a martial artist after his transformation is no longer human!

Meng Chuan narrowed his eyes to amplify his senses, and a faint stinging sensation came from the back of his head.

Two white streaks shot out from his nostrils, and his spine sprang back like a spring, taking a half-step back to avoid the whistling palm strike.

"Concentrate, be careful."

The next moment, Lu Zhuxiao stomped his feet on the ground, clenched his palms inward and pushed back, unleashing a powerful burst of energy—it was the Old Ape Hanging Seal!

Meng Chuan pulled back his arm, his right arm like a python emerging from its hole, bringing with it a surge of water. Countless tiny ice fragments condensed and shattered within it, converging into a huge icy blue vortex.

Behind this fierce and menacing kidney-water fist technique lies a pair of sharp eyes.

Sensing Meng Chuan's ferocity, Lu Zhuxiao couldn't help but nod secretly.

"Good lad, you've got some guts."

(End of this chapter)