With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 296 Human Desires, Tiger Soul Severing Life!

As for how to remain humble, he stepped outside and practiced his boxing while pondering this.

Amidst the sounds of fists and kicks, Meng Chuan recalled how he had previously gone to great lengths to have Principal Yang examine his meridians.

I felt a little helpless.

That's when she started to become curious about him.
The lesson learned from Yin Tianshou's mistake was still fresh, and he himself had been careless again.
"Learn from your mistakes. In the future, when facing these martial arts masters, avoid contact and refrain from showing off."

He took a heavy step forward and delivered a straight punch that made a muffled thunderous sound.

Meng Chuan felt much better, and many of his pent-up frustrations dissipated with that punch.

After his ascension to godhood, Meng Chuan was able to slightly perceive the "thoughts" of others toward him.

He was certain that Principal Yang harbored no ill will towards him, but was merely curious with a mix of inexplicable emotions.

Maintaining a proper distance in the future will prevent you from dropping out of school like a frightened bird.

To put it in the worst-case scenario, if the other party really intends to do something to him, where can he run to?
Joining the demonic path or going into exile abroad are two options Meng Chuan doesn't want.

"Minimize contact. If we're going to speculate about Principal Yang with the worst possible malice, at least we can keep things under wraps within the school."

But if the other party is allowed to investigate further, curiosity could very well turn into greed!

Yang Huan, the peerless general, is a man of great military achievements and has many disciples. He is an absolutely righteous person.

But human nature is always complex; no human being can be without desires.

Just like young Taoist priest Wang Ye, who has been practicing at Wudang since childhood and received orthodox Taoist education.

His unusual behavior during the martial arts competition in the Taihang Mountains, and his outrageous actions such as wearing black stockings in public.

In reality, it was caused by the dragon demon amplifying his hidden lust.

This illustrates that even with a will as firm as a rock, one can still achieve great things.

As long as there is even the slightest crack of desire in human nature, it can be catalyzed by external factors into an abyss of greed and delusion.
Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan couldn't help but recall his previous plans.

The original plan was to submit the optimized Five Elements Universe Fist to the Martial Arts Association through Yang Huan's connections.

To strive for national awards, even if you don't get the "Golden Tiger" medal, you can still gain other rewards.

But at this moment, he completely dismissed the idea.

"We can't do anything risky anymore."

He secretly warned himself that he must be more cautious in the future and strictly implement the strategy of concealing his strengths and keeping a low profile.

Just before meeting Principal Yang today, he was planning to certify those third-rate boxing techniques that had broken limits one by one.

They can both obtain national awards through the martial arts association and continue selling courses by adding official certification on short video platforms.
This can be described as eating the fish two ways.

But now, he has decisively shelved all of these plans.

"After the Martial Arts True Inheritance Competition concludes, maintain a low profile."

Meng Chuan's gaze was calm, and he had already made up his mind.

Next, I need to focus on my cultivation and accumulate strength.

Only by becoming strong enough can one truly control their destiny and avoid being influenced by others.
Meanwhile, at Wuhan University, Yong'an Branch Campus.

Martial arts training ground.

Lin Yue moved through the air like a ghost, leaving trails of afterimages in the air with his palms, displaying the demeanor of a martial artist at the pinnacle of skill.

"Senior Brother Lin is truly amazing; he's probably not far from breaking through to become a Martial Master."

Someone in the distance loudly complimented him.

His expression was strange, as if he were being forced by someone else.
There was no way around it; this shrewish Lin Yue had some strange quirks.

If you do not do what he wants, you will be "disciplined".

Since the other party came to Yanhua, everyone has been under a lot of pressure.

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment."

Lin Yue covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes slightly raised, her smile exuding an indescribable allure.

The person being stared at felt a chill run down their neck, and the hairs on their body stood on end.

Then, however, he felt reassured and secretly rejoiced.

That madman didn't bother me today, good thing!
"Strange, why does this guy seem a bit normal today? Something's not right."

As the man was muttering to himself, he saw Lin Yue turn around and his clothes flutter, a pink peach blossom silk robe swaying back and forth.

At the same time, her fingers were pinched in the shape of orchids, and her steps were just like those of a female opera singer on stage.

His pupils dilated, and he suddenly realized:

"No! This isn't normal, it's even more fucking perverted!"

Although Lin Yue turned his back and left, he could sense what the other person was thinking.

He did not extend an invitation to spar as he usually would.

Without stopping, he walked straight back to his dormitory.

When he got to the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror and seemed a little out of place.

After meeting his reflection in the mirror and seeing the green light in his eyes, he murmured to himself:
"I'm still not used to this man's body."

Lin Yue twisted and turned his body, and slowly, his movements became more and more natural.

He slowly curled the corners of his mouth in front of the mirror, looking himself up and down.

When he saw the lower half of his body, Lin Yue's eyes showed some embarrassment. He then reached out and rummaged around for a bit.

Why isn't that thing there?

It was only then that Qiqi realized that something was missing from her lower body.
Less is fine, more won't suit me.

After rummaging around a couple more times, he went back to bed and lay flat.

While feeling the newborn body, Lin Yue flipped through the memories in his mind.

A moment later, his expression became increasingly strange.
"This guy without a penis is quite annoying."
"Could it be that I, your mother, have rid the people of a scourge?"

Coming to his senses, Lin Yue glanced at his watch and realized it was time for class.

"The first step of the rebirth plan, [cutting], has been completed."

The next step is the second: integrating into society.

In the heart of the northern heartland of the Great Chu, lies Fengtian City. Although it is not the New Year, Fengtian City is already adorned with red decorations and filled with a festive atmosphere.

The martial artists, dressed in sleek and stylish clothes, moved about in droves, their excitement barely concealed.

The sounds of gossip in the streets and alleys, and the shouts of vendors in shops and taverns, blended together.

At this moment, the entire city is immersed in intense anticipation.

This grand occasion is all due to the upcoming 88th anniversary celebration of the Northern United Wuhan University.

Compared to the Spring Festival, the celebration on June 1st every year is of even greater significance to the people of Fengtian.

This martial arts holy land is hailed as the "Guardian of Fengtian".

Every school anniversary is a grand martial arts event that the whole city participates in.

This year marks the auspicious year of 88, making it all the more significant.

But the atmosphere on campus at this time was completely different from the bustling atmosphere outside.

The Northern Union University has always been rooted in martial arts, and with more than half a month to go before the anniversary celebration, it is still early.

All teachers and students put aside their restlessness and focused calmly on martial arts training.

Inside the deepest part of the Grandmaster's mansion.

【Xuan Sha Shan Jun · Shang Ru Yi】 His posture is like a tiger crouching on a mountain, holding a magical spear in one arm, which he casually manipulates to evoke gusts of wind and thunder.

As the momentum further solidified, the tiger's shadow behind it became increasingly clear.

It grew like a balloon in the wind, transforming into a ten-zhang-tall monster with an exaggerated body.

Beside him, Wu Hong followed his posture and began to practice, in order to comprehend the spirit of the tiger.

Seeing his master's upright posture and imposing aura, the murderous aura emanating from his fists and feet was overwhelming.

Wu Hong seemed to have realized something:
"The ten-zhang tiger shadow that Master raised grew by using actual combat as its fuel."

The true essence of "The Ferocious Tiger Drives Away the Ghosts" lies not in its physical resemblance, but in cultivating power through ferocity, integrating the tiger's power into one's own body, and truly training one's physique to resemble that of a tiger!

"Hong'er, not bad."

Just as he was entering a state of enlightenment, Shang Ruyi had already stopped and stood beside him.

The moment his apprentice opened his eyes, Shang Ruyi handed the spear in his hand to him.

"Here, take it and try it!"

"it is good!"

The moment Wu Hong received the spear, a fierce aura emanated from him.

"This second-grade True Martial [Life-Severing Spear] has, after I nurtured it, developed the will of a tiger within it."

From the tip of the spear to the grip, it exudes a fierce and menacing aura; if you wish to wield it, you must first overcome this malevolent force.

"clear."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Hong gripped the Life-Severing Spear tightly, and a gray-white tiger-like aura surged up his arm like a raging tide, causing his muscles to bulge out with ferocious angles.

He gave a low shout, his gaze sharp and piercing as he stared intently at the precious spear in his hand.

As the blade trembled, he remained calm and composed, letting its murderous aura wash over him repeatedly.

A moment later, the tiger's roar abruptly ceased, and Shang Ruyi nodded and said:
"This time you are using my malevolent energy to temper your body. In the future, you will need to cultivate your own malevolent energy to become a true tiger!"

He is the second youngest top genius in the Tiger Form School.

The youngest tiger-type genius is none other than his good disciple, [Fierce Tiger King Wu Hong]!
"The third acupoint mutation has ended. What are your thoughts?"

Wu Hong knew his master was testing him, and after a moment's thought, he replied:

"The internal gate has changed, and I feel that my wrist strength has greatly increased, making my Tiger Fist even more powerful."

Secondly, it allows for peaceful rest and rejuvenation, not only enhancing concentration and increasing efficiency when practicing the [Lu Wu Demon-Slaying Skill] mental technique, but also significantly aiding in absorbing malevolent energy today.

Shang Ruyi smiled and said:

"That's right, that's why I'm having you start nourishing your vital energy today. Neiguan is located two inches above the wrist crease, between the two tendons."

After its transformation, the most important change is the regulation of the autonomic nervous system, which is very beneficial for nourishing Qi.

Wu Hong nodded in agreement. Now that the gun was completely free of its malevolent aura, he handed it back to his master with both hands.

But Shang Ruyi waved his hand and said:
"The Life-Severing Spear is hereby bestowed upon you; keep it for yourself."

I need to intensify my efforts these next few days and cultivate my own ferocity with the gun.

Each strike was like a tiger god descending to earth, its power no less than that of a third-rank True Martial.

Meng Chuan possesses a formidable weapon, and you are certainly no less so.

"Thank you, Master!"

Wu Hong was at a loss for words. The demon-slaying weapon gauntlet in his hand, the "Mountain Lord's Fang," was a gift from his master.

Now that the gun has been given to him again, Wu Hong thought to himself.

Only by displaying the true power of the tiger form and upholding the master's prestige can we repay the master's kindness!
Seeing his disciple's state, Shang Ru nodded with satisfaction and said:
"This gun is now yours. Give it a new name."

Wu Hong thought for a moment, then smiled faintly:

"It will accompany my disciple to the summit of the Tiger Formation, so let's call it [Tiger Soul]!"

Two days later, at the Southwest Associated University cafeteria.

Meng Chuansheng finished breakfast and just found a seat.

In the distance, Yang Huan also slowly approached, carrying a tray.

He also realized that he had acted a bit "anxious" yesterday.

Even geniuses are prone to suspicion, so it's necessary to clear up the misunderstanding to prevent Meng Chuan from creating a rift between himself and the United Nations University.

"The path of cultivation ultimately depends on oneself. Since you understand this, I will not interfere further."

Meng Chuan paused for a moment while peeling a tea egg, then smiled and nodded.

He noticed the change in Principal Yang's attitude and his shoulders relaxed slightly.

It would be best to clear up any misunderstandings with the other party.

Sensing Meng Chuan's thoughts, Yang Huan's gaze became even more gentle, like that of an elder.
"The Martial Arts True Instruction is imminent, so focus on preparing for the battle. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me."

(End of this chapter)