With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 299 Wu Hong can defeat this kind of monster? Dream on!
He did not consider giving up the competition for the true lineage of martial arts just because he was hiding his strength and keeping a low profile.

Through his recent intensive study, Meng Chuan has gained a deeper understanding of the four characters "concealing one's sharpness and guarding one's simplicity".

When one lacks sufficient strength, one possesses qualities that exceed the "comprehension" of ordinary people.

It is necessary to keep one's talents hidden to avoid attracting trouble by showing off.

However, this is not cowardice. Under the premise of ensuring that they will not be spied on by powerful figures, they still need to take the initiative to seek martial arts resources, just like before.

The concepts of wealth, companionship, law, and location are equally applicable in the martial arts world.

Wealth is a resource for martial arts, and it must be fought for;
A partner can be a good teacher and helpful friend; sincerity is paramount.

The method is a true skill and ultimate technique; diligent practice without ceasing is essential.
The location is that of a top-tier university like Wuhan University, which should firmly occupy this position.

Just like a dragon lurking in the abyss, it does not flaunt its strength while cultivating and accumulating power in its daily life, but rather endures and gathers strength.

This forbearance is not cowardice; it is a preparation for the right moment. When faced with the challenge of "contest," it will break through the abyss and shake the heavens!

As the sun set, Meng Chuanli practiced martial arts in the courtyard, trying to trigger the [Dawn and Dusk Enlightenment] skill.

As the wind howled, he suddenly felt a surge of divine sense, sensing a fierce tiger rising into the sky.

Just as he stood still, there was a knock on the door.

"Xiao Meng, you will be leaving for Fengtian tomorrow. Let's have one more match today so that your senior brother can help you make a deeper impression."

"Alright! Thank you, Brother Yanlong."

That aura just now was emanating from Chu Yanlong.

The two moved with incredible speed, and in a few flashes, they arrived at the martial arts arena inside the United University.

After standing at the standard distance for the competition, Meng Chuan's lotus bud mark on his chest faintly bloomed, and his figure suddenly enlarged, maintaining a state of 150% liberation.

Chu Yanlong's "lean and wiry tiger" figure sank a few inches, giving him the appearance of a fierce tiger descending the mountain.

Meng Chuan pondered to himself that there was a clear difference in their blood and qi levels.

Without the support of physical strength, one would not gain any advantage in a collision.

They had already sparred many times. After stretching his muscles, Meng Chuan nodded in acknowledgment.

"Xiao Meng is here."

The next moment, the tiger's claws and iron palms clashed, their crimson gold and azure blue colors reflecting each other. Meng Chuan raised his eyes, focused his mind, and grinned.

The latter is his Water Element True Qi, which is gentle yet possesses a three-tenths of icy resilience, perfectly countering the fierceness of the Tiger Form.

Starting with the Water element not only creates pressure, but also offers greater flexibility and allows for flexibility in subsequent changes of the Five Elements.

At the moment of impact, both of them simultaneously brushed their feet together, grunted, and then stepped forward and flipped their wrists again.

Meng Chuan's blue fist carried a chilling aura as streams of water-based true energy, carrying extreme cold, collided with it, instantly covering it with a layer of frost.

After hundreds of moves, a loud "thud!" rang out as the two men stumbled and their fists collided.

The tiger's ferocity gripped Meng Chuan's fist, its menacing aura overwhelming.

The icy chill in Meng Chuan's hand pierced the other's collar, and the two of them staggered backward.

It was still a tie. Chu Yanlong looked up at Meng Chuan, the "little giant" who was half a head taller than him, and couldn't help but ask in confusion:

"Xiao Meng, it's not that I look down on you, but with your skill level, how did you manage to kill the high-ranking Heavenly Demon back in Chencang?"

The fact that the thorns killed more people than themselves can be attributed to their strong endurance.

But why was it able to defeat a high-ranking demon who was stronger than most second-limit demons?

Even if it was a sneak attack, it shouldn't have happened. Chu Yanlong just couldn't understand it.

Chu Yanlong already showed great respect for Meng Chuan, who was able to fight him to a draw despite only having one aperture.

But ever since he saw it at the exchange counter that day, his doubts and curiosity have deepened, and he has been preoccupied with the matter ever since.

Today, after another discussion, I finally couldn't help but ask the question.

Meng Chuan, his right hand gripping his left wrist, twisted and relaxed it. Upon hearing this, he looked up and smiled faintly:

"Brother Yanlong, are you that curious?"

"Let me experience it, 30, no, 50 credits."

50 credits are worth more than 50 yuan. I never expected that Chu Yanlong's curiosity was no less than Principal Yang's.

Then let him have his way. With that thought, Meng Chuannian was enveloped in a cloud of white smoke.

Chu Yanlong's eyes widened, and before he could react, he saw Meng Chuan's already exaggerated figure continue to swell and grow larger.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, countless enormous black pythons surged and rolled, extending upwards in concentric circles from the calves—these were all terrifying muscles that Meng Chuan exaggerated to the point of explosion.

The muscles in the neck and shoulders bulge to the size of a fist, densely packed together to protect the jawline.

A few breaths later, the clouds and mist dispersed, leaving Chu Yanlong dumbfounded.

"I'm super."

He had to tilt his neck up sixty degrees to get a clear look at the nearly five-meter-tall muscular monster.

Invisible ripples spread around it, and a constant "crackling" sound came from it, as if even the air could not withstand the heavy pressure and was collapsing inch by inch.

Meng Chuan leaned down and said in a deep voice:

"Brother Chu, are you ready to experience this?"

"you"

Before Chu Yanlong could think any further, he hurriedly activated the [Demon Tiger Secret Technique]. A giant tiger with a purple aura descended from the sky and poured into his head, increasing his murderous aura by three points. His true energy surged wildly from his spring, and he gathered all his strength to cross his arms in front of him to block.

boom! ! !
Meng Chuan (Full Version) moved with incredible agility, unleashing a breathtaking speed.

The fist, imbued with five-colored true energy, smashed through all obstacles and took root half an inch in front of Chu Yanlong's chest.

"Gulp." That was the sound of Chu Yanlong swallowing.

The sonic boom and the exaggerated wind pressure combined to form a huge disc-shaped explosion in front of him. A terrifying buzzing echoed and murmured throughout the building.

If it weren't for the special material of the martial arts arena, and it were just an ordinary open space or a martial arts ring, this sheer force would have destroyed everything around it.

"I'm going back now, Brother Chu. Remember to transfer the credits to me."

Meng Chuan hurriedly practiced his boxing, his figure shrinking as he headed towards Hua Qingchi.

Watching the other person's back, Chu Yanlong felt cold sweat dripping from his forehead, but he didn't seem to notice it hitting the back of his feet.

"Is this even human?"

He had fought many masters of hard skills, but none of them could train him to look like this.

Under the overwhelming pressure from the other party, he even felt the terror, fear, and cowardice brought about by the difference in their life levels.
The oppressive aura only dissipated after Meng Chuanyuan left.

Chu Yanlong then composed himself and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

After calming down, he suddenly remembered what he should be doing most at this moment.

He quickly picked up his phone and called his younger brother, Chu Yanhu:
[Hey, the betting on Martial Arts True Transmission just closed at midnight tonight. Go all in with all your credits on Little Meng—no, Meng Chuan!]

Even though Meng Chuan was already famous, in the eyes of people from more than ten campuses.

Aside from the Yong'an campus, over 90% of people still have a higher opinion of Wuhong.

After all, he entered the realm earlier, and his cultivation of qi and blood had already reached the point of transformation of the three apertures.

With the personal guidance and support of Master Shang, his foundation, combat prowess, and practical experience far surpass those of Meng Chuan.

On the forum, some even compared the two to a battle between a dragon and a tiger, bluntly stating, "Why was Meng born if Wu was also born?"

In previous years, Meng Chuan would definitely have won the title of Martial Arts True Disciple.

Unfortunately, he happened to encounter the Tiger Clan, a once-in-a-century "Tiger King".

Furthermore, insiders revealed that Wu Hong recently obtained the True Martial Tiger Soul Spear, which exudes a murderous aura and overwhelming ferocity.

In an instant, the odds, which had been stable since Meng Chuan defeated Luo Qin of the Celestial Master's Mansion, soared to 1:3 again.
Most people firmly believe that this generation is destined to belong to the Tiger!
After placing his bet and closing the forum, Chu Yanlong murmured to himself:
"Don't believe or spread rumors. Only what you see with your own eyes is true."

Can Wu Hong defeat this kind of monster?

Go dream!

Meanwhile, at the Fengtian headquarters of the Northern Associated University.

The dignified man in a blue robe stood with his hands behind his back; he was none other than the president of the Northern Union University, [Wu Dao Jue Dian · Sui Chun Qiu].

Two golden meteors fell to the ground, and amidst the surging air currents, the figures of an "old man" and a "young man" appeared.

The young man had a handsome face, while the old man's gray robe fluttered in the wind. The two nodded to Sui Chunqiu in unison.

Sui Chunqiu smiled slightly and made a gesture with one hand:
"Principal Zhao, Sect Leader Chen, please."

The young man was clearly an old monster pretending to be young. He was called "Principal Zhao" and was the principal of the Western United Martial Arts University, the Martial Arts King [Rising Sun Nieyang Zhao Wuyin].

Having reached the level of Martial Arts King, his body had already undergone most of its transformation, making him completely inhuman.

"Rejuvenation" is just a euphemism; some powerful individuals have even more quirks, which are merely minor tricks compared to their exaggerated martial arts prowess.

Compared to the latter, Sect Leader Chen, he was much more normal.
He is the current head of Wudang, a 300-year-old veteran of the Six Limits Martial Arts.

【Tai Chi - Chen Tuan】.

The former was a close friend of Sui Chunqiu. As the saying goes, "Northwest China is one family," and the two universities also had a very close relationship.

The latter, Sect Leader Chen, was a close friend and mentor to Sui Chunqiu, despite their age difference.

He had provided a lot of help when he was in a lowly position, and Sui Chunqiu always kept this kindness in his heart.

Thinking of this, Sui Chunqiu, who was leading the way, turned around and smiled:
"The presence of two distinguished guests at the anniversary celebration of the National Union University is a great honor."

Principal Zhao waved his hand, his voice unusually rough, not matching his appearance:
"Haha, no problem. Old Sui, let's drink first, tonight."

Sect Leader Chen immediately responded, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and stroked his beard before letting out a long sigh:

"Let's only talk about romance!"

The three of them smiled at each other. A night breeze blew by, and the lights of the school anniversary celebration in the distance shone even brighter, illuminating the entire area.

After he and his two friends finished drinking, Sui Chunqiu called Professor Li Zhenyue of the main campus to confirm the school's anniversary celebration the day after tomorrow.

The secretary had already confirmed that the entire process was correct, but he was still a little uneasy and wanted to personally do a final check.

In addition to his position as a martial arts professor, Li Zhenyue also serves as one of the heads of the "school offices" at the main campus and even across all fifteen campuses.

Like other top-tier universities, the Northern United University had six departments.

These are the six departments: the General Office, the Teaching Affairs Department, the Research and Development Department, the Finance Department, the Human Resources Department, and the Security Department.

The department heads are all concurrently supervised by the six venerable ones from the main campus.

For specific departmental matters, relevant professionals can be hired to handle them.

However, the leader must be a highly skilled martial arts master.

The reason is simple: the dominant theme of this era, the six words "the era of Qi and Blood Martial Arts," can explain everything.

When the call connected, Sui Chunqiu listened to the voice on the other end and nodded repeatedly.

The other party has handled everything very well, so there's nothing to worry about.

Finally, he gave the following instructions:

[Old Li, the most important thing is the student competition and the struggle for the true lineage of martial arts.]

I've invited Principal Zhao and Headmaster Chen here; I don't want anything to go wrong and make a fool of myself.

(End of this chapter)