With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 314 Lost and Found, Virginity, Miscellaneous Skills in Spear!
The next morning, June 8th.

Huaqingchi.

Meng Chuan woke up from his sleep, did some simple morning exercises, and then went to wash up.

He then changed into the Crimson Dragon Suit and prepared to attend the commendation ceremony.

This event was specially organized by the Yong'an branch school to celebrate his acquisition of the true martial arts transmission.

As another speech concluded, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

After saying that, he quickly left; he wouldn't dare use Yong'an's sales pitches in his "own place."
Inside Chen Qiushui's office.

From the moment Meng Chuan first saw the other party, the smile on his face never faded.

Chen Qiushui pulled him down to sit and said gently:
"Xiao Meng, you mustn't get cocky. The honor of being a true disciple is just recognition of your previous martial arts training."

Never forget your original aspiration, keep your feet on the ground and keep moving forward. Becoming a grandmaster is not your final destination.

"clear."

"And then there's one more thing, because you won the Martial Arts True Inheritance on behalf of our campus."

The main campus allocated a large number of academic credits to subsidize the Yong'an branch's online store.

After a brief inquiry, Meng Chuan understood.

In general, the new generation of martial arts masters will be determined by June next year, before the school's affiliation is decided.

Ninety-nine percent of the goods at the Yong'an campus are priced at 15% off.

Only high-end martial arts resources suitable for Grandmasters and above will not be discounted.

However, such resources account for a very small percentage and have no relation to the vast majority of people within the General Assembly.

This move of his can be considered "benefiting the people".

Chen Qiushui pointed out:

"I don't encourage you to skip your spiritual practice this year and instead frantically earn credits."

It's important to understand that it's better to advance your cultivation level sooner rather than later, and the earning speed of the first and second levels is incomparable.

However, it's best to use up all your existing credits within a year while they're on sale, to prepare for your future studies.

"okay, I get it."

Meng Chuan prepared all the Qi-Jia-Ling-Dan, even though it was expensive.

But nothing is as effective as something that can improve one's cultivation progress.

Like other martial artists, they also purchase elixirs that aid in stance training in order to increase the speed at which they can store qi and blood through meridian expansion.

He doesn't have this problem, which has saved him a lot of money.

One should not be stingy with daily life; one should spend money on things that help condense qi and blood.

"Ding~"

The phone screen lit up, and Meng Chuan opened it while drinking tea, only to find that it was a credit transfer sent by Chen Qiushui across the table.

"Master Chen, this..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Qiushui laughed and said:
"This is a small token of appreciation from the teachers at our campus. Many teachers have accumulated a lot of credits and have been waiting for this discount."

Therefore, to express our gratitude, each person contributed 50 credits, and the total of 85 teachers contributed 4250 credits.

As your supervisor, I have also benefited greatly from your victory.

"I'll make up the difference for you, so it's five thousand in total."

The credits that had been transferred to Chu Yanlong were returned to him, and Meng Chuan was moved but also had a complicated feeling.

There are still more good people than bad in this world.

Meng Chuan bowed and thanked him.

Master Chen was already proud to be in charge of his own master class, so it was perfectly reasonable for the other party to do nothing.

He thinks highly of me to be able to transfer credits to me.

Chen Qiushui smiled and waved her hand, saying:
"Alright, sit down. Since we're free right now, there's no time to lose."

If you have any questions about spiritual practice, feel free to ask, and I'll help you resolve them.

While drinking tea, Meng Chuan shared his thoughts on spiritual practice.

The two were immediately drawn into a spark of inspiration from their martial arts.

Time passed quickly, and because she was so engrossed in her work, Chen Qiushui suddenly realized that it was almost noon.

She thought to herself:

"In martial arts alone, Meng Chuan has already surpassed almost all his peers."

This is a good thing; the more you think, the further you can go on the path of martial arts.

Learning without thinking is futile!
This is also why enlightenment, as one breaks through the shackles of the human body time and time again, plays a greater role in cultivation than innate talent.

Coming to her senses, before leaving, Chen Qiushui couldn't help but tentatively ask:
"Xiao Meng, what do you think of my daughter?"

"."

Meng Chuan was dumbfounded. What did that mean?
He stammered, managing to utter two words.

".very good."

"Then you think"

"But the students are practicing groin exercises, so they need to maintain a childlike state."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Chuan realized that his feet had suddenly left the ground.

The wind whistled past my ears, tracing a graceful parabola as it passed through the window.

He heard Chen Qiushui's angry voice coming from inside the window:

"Little bastard!"

Just before kissing the earth, Meng Chuan landed steadily on his feet.

He smiled bitterly to himself, thinking that whether he was a virgin or not was just a figure of speech.

Master Chen is angry now, but once his anger subsides, he will understand his own meaning, which will save him from future embarrassment. This is more appropriate than a direct refusal.

His level of martial arts skill was already beyond human comprehension; the Buddhist secrets of preventing the leakage of vital energy were of no use to him.

However, because he has too many secrets, he will not consider settling down and starting a family until he has enough strength, which would only drag others down.

As for Meng Jiaolong, it's hard to say.

Let's wait and see; he doesn't have time to think about romance right now. But Meng Chuan isn't old-fashioned; he'll leave his relationships with B and D as they're just fleeting encounters.
But Meng Jiaolong can't do that; he has to take responsibility. Sigh.
A fine young man who can switch freely between 1.8 meters and 5 meters tall is naturally full of vigor and sometimes gets excited.

The next morning, at a martial arts arena within Huaqing Pool.

Lu Zhuxiao has been in a great mood these past few days.

The coveted title of "Gold Medal Instructor" has finally been secured by Meng Chuan after he obtained the true teachings of Martial Arts!
Looking at the figure diligently practicing martial arts ahead, Lu Zhuxiao couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

A mother's status rises with her son's, and a teacher's status rises with their student's. As Meng Chuan's boxing teacher, there's nothing wrong with that.

He sighed inwardly, thinking that at this rate, Meng Chuan would probably catch up with him in less than two years.

"So what? Aren't I still the master of the Northern Alliance Martial Arts True Instruction? Hahahaha!"

The higher Meng Chuansheng rose, the more prestigious his status as a boxing master also became.

"Keep up the good work. The fire-attribute true martial arts technique that Professor Li taught you earlier, which you mentioned earlier."

"Remember to call me when you're practicing; I can help you with some guidance."

"clear."

After finishing a round of boxing practice and adjusting his breathing, Meng Chuan suddenly thought of something.

Isn't Lu Shi also practicing marksmanship?

Let's have a friendly competition and see if my "Midas Touch" technique works. My hands are calloused from rubbing the sticks so much every day.
The two men casually whittled a straight tree trunk from the side and used it as a substitute for a gun.

"Xiao Meng, are you getting a little too cocky?"

"Master Lu, give it a try."

"Okay, come on."

The sound stopped, and the two stepped forward simultaneously.

They all used no force or internal energy, but purely competed in combat skills.

Two slender tree trunks intersected and collided. Meng Chuan's spear technique was influenced by Wu Hong's performance that day, and the "spear tip" trembled like a tiger leaping into a ravine.

Lu Zhuxiao's "spear tip" seemed to be influenced by some kind of force exertion technique.

Straight as a real spear, it exudes a formidable sharpness.

Snapped--!
The crisp sound of the collision carried far away. When Meng Chuan put it away, he saw that his "big gun" had been completely broken in two.

Lu Zhuxiao was also somewhat surprised.

Having practiced shooting for over ten years, it was already quite remarkable that Meng Chuan could actually match his gun.

"When did this kid learn marksmanship?"

He was suspicious.

Meng Chuan casually shaved another one, holding it in both hands without stopping, and thrust it straight in like a thunderbolt, instantly stabbing it into Lu Shi's chest.

What he initially imitated was the crushing force of "wind through flowers".

Since this move is easily interrupted, let's just go for it!
Lu Zhuxiao was a master of the second level of mastery who was deeply immersed in the art of spear fighting. How could he not defend against Meng Chuan's sudden change of move?

His large hand gripped the end of the branch, dragging it along the ground in a perfect arc, easily blocking the oncoming blade.

As he felt the downward pressure on the shaft, Meng Chuan realized that if he stubbornly persisted in the competition, the shaft would still break in two.

Press down with your thumb, lower the spearhead to bypass the obstruction, and then, with a flick of your palm, thrust upwards at an angle!

This fighting technique was taught to him by Huo Yonglin and is called the Huo Family Eighteen Styles - Dragon Pool Waterfall!
"Oh, that's great!"

Lu Zhuxiao showed no weakness, twisting his waist to the side and thrusting his "spear" wrapped in sharp metal, each strike more powerful than the last.

As the spearhead suddenly rose, an invisible, formless aura gradually gathered around him, and with the spearhead's thrusting motion, the aura attacked all at once.

This is the stance of a spear!

Meng Chuanxin was on the verge of collapse, and he tried to parry the attack in strict accordance with the rhythm of military strategy.

After more than a dozen shots, a gap was finally created, allowing Lu Zhuxiao to slip in.

He gripped the branch horizontally and stepped back.

With a loud "bang!", the weapon in his hand was smashed in two again by Master Lu.

Lu Zhuxiao looked at Meng Chuan, whose face was flushed red, and tossed aside the tree trunk he was holding. He then laughed and said:
"Who taught him this gunnery technique? It seems like he's got a bit of everything, but he's not good at anything."

Meng Chuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

In the art of marksmanship, Qi Jiguang, Wu Hong, and even Huo Yonglin, who was still a martial artist, were all his teachers, and he learned whatever they taught him.
"You haven't been practicing for very long, have you? I feel that you have a strong talent for marksmanship."

To achieve something significant in this field, one must begin with systematic learning from the very basics.

"clear."

Finally, Meng Chuan made an agreement with the other party to set aside one hour each week to practice his marksmanship.

I don't aspire to master the art of marksmanship; I only hope to be able to use it once or twice when sparring with an enemy.

There are also counters between weapons, and he still mainly uses fists and blades.

When the time is right to draw it, it can be used to defend against enemies, so as not to waste the [Tiger Soul] True Martial Spear in hand.

I only study for one hour each week, so it doesn't interfere with my regular martial arts training.

"Let's start today. Spearmen are not like fists and blades. In addition to being fierce, they must also be unpredictable. I will first teach you the four-word mantra: [Collapse, Point, Pierce, Chop].

"Thank you for your guidance, Master Lu!"

"Your training time is tight, so let's get started without further ado."

Time seemed to fly by while I was practicing martial arts.

The Demon Nest disaster occasionally breaks out in the outside world, but it has nothing to do with the Three Qin regions or Yong'an.

It seems that after the two recent upheavals, the land of Shaanxi has ushered in a brief period of peace.

A week has passed.

After clashing with Meng Chuan, Lu Zhuxiao could clearly sense that the latter had improved a lot.

"Is this little bit of gold really that impressive?"

Little did they know that mastering the Golden Touch skill is a gradual process that requires years of practice and practice to improve proficiency.

The main reason is that there is a permanent certificate, plus the training of General Qi in the world of imagery.

Even though Meng Chuan hadn't practiced for a week, the feeling was still there when he gripped the tree trunk.

The spearheads whistled through the air as Meng Chuan took turns thrusting the spears at the wooden stakes.

(End of this chapter)