With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 281 The Dragon King Arrives! At the Last Breath!
"Humph."

Lu Zhuxiao snorted coldly, turned around and walked away, ignoring the other person.

He stood under the big tree, glanced at his watch, crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and waited.

Lu Zhuxiao had absolute confidence in Meng Chuan. He hadn't seen Zhang Yue yet, but the aura he exuded when he broke through to the next realm was unparalleled.

These disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion were already defeated by the other side.

Trying to get revenge would only result in being humiliated a second time.

As the sun rose higher, the students from the regular classes of the National Southwest Associated University also arrived.

They each formed their own small groups, awaiting this great battle of martial artists.

"I heard that Brother Chuan'er will be representing our school to compete for the true inheritance of martial arts."

"Perfect, I'll use this kid as practice."

"No problem, capture the crane first, then fight the tiger."

"Tsk tsk. You know, the difference between people is sometimes even greater than the difference between a person and a dog."

"We're the same age, and those two have already advanced to the level of martial arts masters, while we're still stuck at the eighth level."

"Yes, this is a martial arts genius, a darling of the heavens."

Everyone else is already using true qi, and I'm struggling to even form a fist stance.

"You've mastered the fist techniques? Damn!"

The man was about to speak again when his classmate spoke up:

"Now that people are here, everyone shut up, watch carefully and learn properly."

Upon seeing the two main figures arrive, everyone immediately held their breath and remained silent.

Those who can get into the National University of Taiwan are not fools; such an opportunity to watch martial arts competitions up close is rare.

Moreover, Meng Chuan was a master of transitioning between different boxing stances.

If they can learn even a trick or two from this, it will be equivalent to half a month of hard training on their own.

Five minutes later, at 10:30 a.m.

Chen Qiushui and Ziyang Zhenjun floated in mid-air above the field.

Looking down at the two young men on the sidelines, chatting idly while waiting for the duel to begin.

Chen Qiushui had always been curious as to why True Lord Ziyang, a martial arts master, would personally come to a martial arts competition between juniors.

Even if it were a personal disciple, it wouldn't make sense, since Luo Qin was also a martial arts master who had broken through the limits.

There's no need for martial artists to be constantly watched by their elders when they go out, to prevent any accidents from happening.

"My Lord, it is an honor to have you here today. The entire United Nations welcomes you with open arms."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and sighed softly:

"Master Chen, a few days ago, I helped my disciple with a divination before he left."

[Dark clouds loom over the city, concealing a glimmer of gold], there may be unforeseen changes.

Trying to investigate further, they found their precious coins shattered.

Therefore, we had no choice but to come together to help my young apprentice overcome this calamity.

Chen Qiushui nodded silently; she didn't understand these fortune-telling and divination techniques.

United University is a modern martial arts university established during the era of Qi and Blood Martial Arts.

The prevailing atmosphere throughout the school is based on the belief that "human determination can overcome nature."

Including the main campus, Principal Yang is the most proficient expert in this field.

Chen Qiushui spoke softly:

"Is it because of Meng Chuan? Although that kid doesn't know his own strength, nothing will happen as long as I'm watching over him."

"No."

Ziyang Zhenjun stroked his beard and shook his head, his gaze deep as he looked into the distance.

"The hexagrams are mysterious and cannot be fully explained; the secrets of heaven are obscure, like viewing flowers through fog."

This humble Taoist has only glimpsed a sliver of it; to reveal it would likely confuse the secrets of heaven.

In the center of the clearing.

Meng Chuan and Luo Qin faced off 100 meters apart, a designated pre-match waiting distance for martial arts competitions.

He stood upright like a giant frame, his body still maintaining 90% of its compressed state.

I plan to test Luo Qin's skills first, to see how much progress he has made after breaking through to the next level.

Luo Qin's white robes fluttered, and his cold voice, transmitted through his inner energy, reached Meng Chuan's ears:

"Last time you won by trickery, today I will use my martial arts skills to show you, you little brute, what the true teachings of the Celestial Master are."

"Oh? It seems Master Luo is very confident. Then let's fight as soon as possible. I still need to practice my skills after we're done."

To be honest, this fight with his opponent is meaningless except for testing his improved strength.

He only likes opponents who are "valuable".

There's no reward, no prize, let's finish this quickly and go back to practice our inner techniques.

Seeing that Meng Chuan didn't take him seriously, Luo Qin's eyes grew even colder.

Gradually, the gravel on the ground between the two began to tremble slightly, the air in the virtual chamber became electrified, and the magnetic field changed.

This is a battle between martial artists; even before the fight begins, their auras clash first.

Around the venue, everyone watched this scene with solemn expressions.

Lu Zhuxiao felt some pressure. Judging from Luo Qinzhi's aura, he seemed to be not much inferior to Meng Chuan.

Amidst the crowd, Chen Jingyi, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, gazed at Meng Chuan's figure and murmured to herself:

"It's truly remarkable after entering the country; I need to step up my efforts."

However, judging from Meng Chuan's figure, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Was it because breaking through consumed too much energy?
Amidst the intense attention of the crowd, the two men's clash of charisma ended inconclusively.

The next moment, they set off at the same time!
From the moment they step onto the fighting field, both martial artists can make a move at any time.

Unlike martial artists, they no longer need the referee's permission to begin.

How will the outcome be determined?

One person needs to concede.

If one chooses to die rather than submit, and no one will interfere, then death is the only option!
For some, the will to fight is to live even in the face of death.

The closer one gets to death, the more one can unleash their ultimate strength.

Others should not interfere, and this is also a sign of respect for martial artists. Of course, most people are not so extreme; they can admit defeat if they can't win.

Although martial arts competitions don't have many rules, there is one exception: once someone concedes defeat, the other party cannot attack them again.

But rules are dead and people are alive.

Meng Chuan and Luo Qin are different.
The former represents the prestige of the United University's Yong'an Campus and the hope of winning the true lineage of Wuji.

The latter is the one recognized by the Celestial Master's Mansion as the next leader of the Celestial Pivot.

With two people watching from the clouds, neither can afford to fail.

The old man felt somewhat helpless; in truth, he was not very willing to let Lochin come to "pay respects at the mountain."

It has nothing to do with the divination; he is the next leader of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

If things go wrong, it could damage my reputation.

"That's all."

Lochin was his disciple, and the old Taoist respected his choice from the perspective of the individual.

Coming to their senses, Ziyang Zhenjun and Chen Qiushui stared down at the scene below, where they had already collided.

The Dragon King has arrived, bringing wind and rain!
Neither of them had yet drawn their weapons. In Meng Chuan's eyes, Luo Qin's palms were swirling with a blue-green aura that trailed behind him like a raging storm.

When Meng Chuan used his divine sense to look at Luo Qin, he found that Luo Qin at this moment resembled, somewhat, the iceberg crane that stood alone in the extremely cold world of imagery!
This is Locsin "claiming the spot".

By altering the environment surrounding the two players, a venue similar to the "Extreme Cold" venue used in the previous Shanghai finals was created.

"Just wishful thinking."

Meng Chuan's momentum was like a volcano. With a cold snort, he suppressed the aura within a hundred-foot radius in the blink of an eye.

He originally intended to be like the other party, using the water element to borrow its power.

However, considering that Lochin's forte is this icy crane form, I'd better not embarrass myself by showing it off.

The next instant, it was as fast as a gust of wind in everyone's eyes.

An iceberg and a volcano collided with a deafening roar!
Meng Chuan's blood and qi surged throughout his body, and his immense strength, far exceeding that of a martial artist, was unleashed to the very end.

He swung his arm as far as it could go, pressing his palm firmly against the powerful hand imprinted with true qi.

Bang! ! !
"You brute, who do you think you are!"

Lochin could only feel the immense force, but not the cunning destructive power and penetrating nature of true qi.

Meng Chuan remained silent, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Through this collision, he had already glimpsed most of Lochin's abilities.

He felt the touch of a frozen soul in Lochin's palm.

"They hid it quite well."

Unfortunately, Meng Chuan was no longer the same as before; although his "spirit" was still somewhat inferior to his "essence."

But such a powerful mental attack can be completely swallowed.

The only thing I feel is an itchy sensation on my head.
"You're no match for me. Go back and practice some more."

Meng Chuan spoke, partly stating the facts and partly continuing to suppress the other party's momentum.

As he spoke, he suddenly took a step forward.

His step forward caught the attention of the teachers from the Southwest Associated University on the sidelines.

The force exerted by this step was so great that only those with limited abilities could see the entire movement.

To onlookers, it was only a blink of an eye before Meng Chuan reappeared in front of Luo Qin after the two exchanged blows.

"These eight steps to catch the cicada have reached perfection, and there is a hint of exceeding the limit. I have given guidance on them."

Zhao Chun loudly boasted to those around him.

Returning our attention to the center of the field, Meng Chuan's actions were not yet finished.

The message has already been made: Luo Qin should go back and practice some more, and his subordinates cannot be negligent.

Meng Chuan felt his muscles and bones swell, and his body suddenly expanded.

Already tall, he grew even taller, becoming more than three heads taller than Locsin.

At the same time, his massive body widened horizontally, completely enveloping Lochin in shadow.

"I said."

Meng Chuan unleashed 130% of his physical strength, bringing an unparalleled shock to the audience.

Of the entire audience, only Xu Qingfeng was filled with regret.

"It's over. Lao Meng's [Martial Arts True Transmission] odds are going to drop."

The image etched in their minds was that of a muscular, strong man whose five fingers, swirling with colorful energy, resembled a dragon reaching out with its claws, forcefully grabbing at the child.

The two people in the clouds had a glint in their eyes.

This "transformation" was just as impactful as it was for martial arts masters like them, no less so than for the people in the audience.

This cannot be achieved by simply focusing on "refinement".

Martial arts are not about cultivating immortality; everything is carried out and manifested through the physical body.

It can drastically change the body, and the implication is that it makes both of them silent.

There is such a thing as bone-shrinking technique, but there is a technique that can make someone who is 1.8 meters tall suddenly become 2.5 meters tall.
Chen Qiushui, in particular, felt it very deeply.

Dong Yue often mentioned to her how strong Meng Chuan's talent for body refinement was.

This scene made her truly realize just how terrifying Meng Chuan's talent was.

The era of Qi and Blood Martial Arts has only just begun, and all that it contains is unknown and cannot be reached through the advancement of martial arts.

All of these can be explained using the concepts of "talent" and "traits".

“I think this child is suited to go to Shaolin.”

Ziyang Zhenjun sighed inwardly.

His apprentice was probably doomed; he knew what the consequences would be.

It is also the last gasp of a spent arrow.

The Five Elements True Qi surged and churned, and Meng Chuan unleashed a fierce and incomparably ruthless "Colorful Dragon Probing Claw".

This is not the end; martial arts combat is not a turn-based game.

With each twitch of Meng Chuan's toes, the large tendons, a result of his second growth spurt, stretched from his waist and hips down to the soles of his feet.

As the plant moves forward, an exaggerated force instantly rises from beneath its feet, like a giant dragon charging to the top.

In that instant of power, his lower leg moved outward in coordination with his hip.

(End of this chapter)