With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 290 Key in hand! Exchange for resources!
In the next instant, the figure of the "red-robed man" traversed a distance of over a hundred meters and appeared in front of Meng Chuan.

With a swing of his sword, a massive blade of energy swept down, slashing down along with the blade in his hand!
clang! ! !
The blade's edge carried immense force, causing Meng Chuan to lose his footing and be instantly sent flying.

The man in red robes followed closely behind, and in mid-air, the two were almost face to face.

The blade's edge clashed with the fist's edge, the resounding impacts in mid-air forming a dense, continuous line, colliding dozens of times in just a few seconds.

Meng Chuan's fists were stained with blood, his arms were numb from the shock, and his best Five Elements Fist was being severely suppressed by his opponent.

The red-robed swordsman's attacks were like a raging torrent, each strike tearing through the air.

Amidst the jumbled and chaotic sounds of impact, he staggered backward, blood splattering at his feet.

The next moment, I felt the sword's momentum subside.

Meng Chuan took deep breaths, adjusting his inner energy in preparation for taking the initiative to meet the attack.

In an instant, the opponent's figure retreated three zhang like a ghost.

The anti-Japanese sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and drops of blood on the blade rolled down the edge.

A hoarse, low shout came from the fog, its sound like the rolling of sand from a millstone:
"Short fists against long weapons? Who taught you to learn like that?"

The words "short fist" exploded in Meng Chuan's ears, and he understood what the other party meant.

He already knew his identity; it was naturally Commander Qi.

Immediately afterwards, he stood with his feet apart, one in front of the other.

The left arm is bent at the elbow and held horizontally in front of the chest, while the right fist is drawn back to the waist, ready to strike.

With a taut back and sunken shoulder blades, true energy surges from the spring, condensing into a translucent crimson at the fist's edge.

As the knees and hips twisted, dust and sand floated on the ground.

This is the opening stance of Qi Jiguang's Long Fist, using defense as offense, waiting for the blade to strike.

"Asking for directions while riding a horse, that's good."

As soon as Qi Shuai finished speaking, the tip of his knife suddenly lifted half of the broken spear from the ground and shot it straight at Meng Chuan's face.

In the instant he turned his head to dodge, the other party had already closed in on him.

The python robe billowed like waves of blood, and the rattan shield in his left hand slammed into his chest.

Meng Chuan feigned a retreat, dodging the shield strike, and then twisted his toes to charge back in the opposite direction.

This is the sixth move of the Thirty-Two Styles of Long Fist – [Riding the Dragon Backwards].

He was greeted by a blade of energy as wide as a door panel.

Meng Chuan paced around, attempting to dodge and intercept Qi Shuai's wrist from a tricky angle, but Qi Shuai blocked the attack with his shield.

He seized the opportunity to change his move to a single whip strike, his fist sweeping towards his opponent's lower body like a whip.

Qi Shuai maneuvered and his blade spun, forcing Meng Chuan to retreat three steps.

Once his lower body was stable, Meng Chuan touched the bloodstains beside his ear and grinned instead.

"Commander Qi, watch out! I'm coming!"

The sky and earth grew increasingly blurred, and the force of fists and the energy of swords splashed like ink on the riverbank.

Through repeated "corrections" by the opponent, Meng Chuan gradually grasped the key to resisting a long weapon with both fists.

Unlike ordinary fist and foot techniques, the key to Qi Jiguang's long fist is to concentrate the power of the whole body in the fist, palm, elbow, knee and other parts.

In a very short time, seize the moment when the opponent returns to defense, quickly switch punches and unleash a burst of power!
boom!
As the energy exploded, Meng Chuan felt his lower body sink, as if he had been stabbed in the thigh again.

When he looked up again, he saw General Qi across from him sheath his sword and nod.

"The essence of the fist has been achieved."

The next instant, the tactile sensation of seeing flowers through the mist vanished.

When Meng Chuan opened his eyes again, he had returned to the real world.

The severe injuries all over his body remained in his mental imagery and were not taken away with him.

Only after realizing that his body was completely unharmed did he suddenly feel the warmth between his eyebrows.

Looking inward, it was next to the previously obtained icy mark.

Suddenly, a cluster of red mist appeared, drifting and gathering.

Meng Chuanming realized that this was precisely the intent of the fist that Commander Qi had mentioned, as well as the fist imprint, and even more so, the key to the imagery world of "Fighting the Japanese on the Riverbank".

"It seems that this time, Qi Shuai has given his approval."

Previously, they were fighting Japanese pirates; this time, they are the ones being attacked by the "Japanese pirates."

Having the opportunity to spar with a legendary figure from history, Meng Chuan felt a surge of excitement.

Although ancient martial arts are difficult to learn, their benefits are undeniable.

Thanks to the existence of a permanent certificate, Principal Yang's explanation of the four realms of boxing techniques—form, appearance, rhythm, and spirit—remains imprinted in my mind.

With plenty of time before the designated time for the cultivation method, Meng Chuan continued practicing, his mind racing as he pondered:

"What Principal Yang said is that imitation is a further step. The cat in the painting captures the essence of the tiger, with sharp teeth and claws, making it look even more like a tiger cub."

What I experienced today is precisely the attainment of the [Fist Intent].

Next, as the principal instructed, we will continue to slowly digest the principles of the art, expanding Qi Jiguang's Long Fist into a true "Jungle Tiger."

After several rounds of practice, I took advantage of the time to regulate my breathing.

Meng Chuan checked the panel in his mind to see how much his proficiency had increased.

[Qi Jiguang's Thirty-Two Forms of Long Fist: Mastery (2%) → Mastery (32%)]

A 30% improvement is not insignificant, but it still falls short of Meng Chuan's expectations.

He had originally thought that it would be like the Five Elements Universe Fist he had done before.

Upon enlightenment, one can directly ascend to the half-step Great Perfection realm.

"There are still differences between the two, but now that I have the [key], as long as my mental energy is sufficient, I can go and chat with Commander Qi anytime."

Even if the improvement in proficiency next time isn't as good as this time.

But it's still better than him standing still and stubbornly refusing to listen.

Moreover, Meng Chuan had some kind of enlightenment in the dark.

The function of this "fist intent" in my mind is not just that of a key.

Let's expand our thinking further and explore the role of the world of imagery.

Meng Chuan concluded that it wouldn't be limited to simply helping him increase his proficiency.

No matter how difficult ancient martial arts techniques are, as long as there is a certificate that proves their validity, they can ultimately break through limitations. There must still be hidden treasures in the world of imagination that we are unaware of.

Coming to my senses, I realized it was almost time.

Meng Chuan went back to his bedroom to practice his mental cultivation techniques.

Receiving this symbolic key, coupled with yesterday's many gains, can be considered a double blessing.

3 PM, Dong Yue's dormitory.

“The Tanzhong acupoint has changed, so you can practice on your own without me having to do it.”

Dong Yue withdrew his true energy hand back into his body and said after finishing the attack.

"Hmm, once the Baihui acupoint mutation is over, my next target will be the Tanzhong acupoint."

Meng Chuan put on his clothes and said with a smile.

His progress in ground-level acupoints is extremely rapid; currently, the length of his meridian extension is only a tiny bit away from the Baihui acupoint.

Once the two are connected and 600 points of Qi and blood have accumulated in the Baihui acupoint, you can begin to try the mutation.

Currently, he can accumulate seven or eight points of Qi and Blood every day just by practicing the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique.

If I add the martial arts techniques to supplement my skills, I will definitely be able to accumulate 600 points of Qi and Blood within two months.

Meng Chuan wanted to speed things up even further, and that would require relying on the [Aperture Armor Spirit Pill].

"I thought I could stabilize the Baihui acupoint before June, but I underestimated the situation."

Yesterday, although he was able to kill the high-ranking demon by sneak attack.

However, Meng Chuan did not show the slightest contempt for Wu Hong.

He had watched the opponent's combat videos several times in his spare time.

That tiger-like aura was absolutely the strongest tiger-style martial artist I had ever seen since I started practicing martial arts.

Although Meng Chuan was not afraid of him, he still believed that he would have a better chance of success after Baihui underwent a transformation.

Coming to his senses, he drank his ice-cold beer and chatted casually with Dong Yue.

"Master Dong, has the Demon Nest been completely dealt with as well?"

Ninety-nine percent of the demons within Chencang City have been eradicated. Once the police and garrison have conducted a thorough search, we can rebuild our homes.

But the root of the problem lies in the Demon Nest and the Tree Demon that instigated this tragedy.

Dong Yue shook his head and said:

"The Demon's Nest is not like the real world; it is intricate and complex. I estimate that only 80 or 90% of them have been wiped out."

Moreover, these wood-elemental demons must have emerged from underground; they won't be completely wiped out without digging three feet into the ground.

Meng Chuan suddenly realized why this group of scourges had suddenly appeared; they had been hiding underground all along.

The leader was a fourth-level demon nest master, no wonder he had extraordinary hiding methods, even able to evade the perception of a Martial Arts Venerable.

"How is Venerable Huo's condition? And what about that tree demon?"

"Many of the Venerable Huos you were worried about are out of danger now."

As for the tree demon, it is currently being besieged by Lu Zhenshou and two military martial arts kings.

A battle between such powerful individuals would take three days and three nights to reach a conclusion.

But don't worry, we still have the upper hand before I leave, and we're keeping that tree demon under our control.

Moreover, Zhou Sheng of our Great Chu has already freed up his hands and is on his way; it can't escape."

"understood."

Meng Chuan was relieved, thinking back to what he had seen in the room earlier.

The thousands of light feathers scattered, forming a pure white halo like a nuclear explosion.

With the Martial Arts Master taking action, there is no chance of failure.

Just like the previous calamity caused by the Jiao Demon, it was the other side that came to the rescue.

Meng Chuan thought to himself:

"It seems Zhou Sheng is the most idle among the Seventh-Limit Great Saints."

Each of the Great Sages held an important position, though Meng Chuan didn't know what they did all day.

But being busy is the right thing to do.
Coming to his senses, Dong Yue stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said:
"I'm off, I have to go to class too."

He eventually heard that while he was away last night, this kid had actually ambushed and killed a high-ranking demon.

"The younger generation is truly formidable, though their alcohol tolerance is still a bit lacking."

The sun is rising.

Meng Chuan left Dong Yue's house, intending to return to his dormitory to retrieve yesterday's earnings and exchange them all for academic credits.

He opened his phone and checked the announcement sent by the UN General Assembly.

To recognize the teachers and students who participated in the Chencang Action, the school has significantly increased the percentage of Chencang Heavenly Demon resources that can be exchanged for academic credits.

After careful calculation, Meng Chuan found that converting the spoils into academic credits was more cost-effective than selling them for cash.

He immediately decided to go to the resource center to exchange for the items and also purchase some Qi-enhancing pills to aid his cultivation.

Finally, I checked the messages on my phone.

All faculty and students of the United Nations University were safely evacuated back to the school. Only a small number of reckless martial artists were seriously injured, while the rest of the martial arts students were unharmed.

For the warriors of the United Nations.

Yesterday's operation was carried out under the protection of Teacher Erxian, making it more like a field training exercise with controllable risks.

Rather than the dangerous situations faced by martial artists like them.

Therefore, the difference in returns between the two is naturally quite large.

Few martial artists can, like Xu Qingfeng, master the power of will in advance or possess demon-slaying weapons to break through the Heavenly Demon Force Field.

Meng Chuan roughly estimated that even if hundreds of martial artists combined their resources, the total amount would be...

It's probably hard to match the gains I've made alone.

However, he quickly realized that the martial arts masters who were blocking the entrance to the Demon Nest must have reaped even greater spoils.

Upon realizing this, he immediately suppressed the smugness that had just arisen within him.

Back home with his backpack, Meng Chuan headed to the United Nations University resource exchange office.

(End of this chapter)