With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal

Meng Chuan's figure suddenly appeared above the gunman's head, with exaggerated muscles blotting out all light like an endless night.

Blood splattered onto Huo Yonglin's temple; he sensed it was mostly the opponent's blood, but also a bit of his own...

The knuckles were gruesome, and the wind roared.

An incomparably strong killing intent stabbed into his mind.

Crimson cross-shaped blood blooms burst at the corner of his eye, scattering bright red droplets.

Clang...

The tiger head plummeted straight to the ground, and the gun shaft twitched a few times on the ground.

The figure thrown backward was restrained on the spot by True Qi.

"Phew..."

The killing intent dissipated with a whimper.

Meng Chuan lowered his eyelids, pursed his lips, and supporting his bleeding waist, he left heavy footprints with each step off the platform.

No need for a referee's decision; the answer was clear as the nearly lifeless Huo Yonglin lay there.

Iron Fist defeats the Great Spear.

He claimed the first ticket to Taihang!

...

At this moment.

In the vast Martial Arts Competition Center, only sporadic cheers came from the martial artists in the audience.

The pitch-black platform looked as if it had been painted with blood, red and black swirling and intertwined.

Even from a distance, it seemed you could smell the pungent scent of blood.

The majority of the audience was left speechless and silent by the brutal and ruthless scene.

When Huo Yonglin was carried down for emergency treatment, the host took the stage, his tone no longer as high-spirited as before.

He spoke in a deep voice:

"I understand the heavy hearts of the audience, but this is the most authentic martial arts, fought through blood and fire. Martial Arts is not child's play.

Martial artists train not to show off but to stand at the forefront to exorcise demons and uphold justice; without shedding blood, how can one sharpen their edge?

Martial Arts students must take on this burden, setting an example among the millions of youth.

I believe that student Meng Chuan will one day make his name known... shake the entirety of Great Chu!"

Though his mind was floating, he was aware in an instant.

At this moment, Meng Chuan's fierce power.

From the Yong'an Martial Arts Competition Center, for the first time spread throughout Great Chu, causing an uproar across the Chinese land.

Upon hearing the host's words, innumerable gazes focused on the departing young man at that very moment.

A mountain call and a sea response!

Xue Na cried with reddened eyes, pulling Meng Yongzhi to go backstage to find Meng Chuan.

"Chuan'er is injured, hurry..."

The two hurried backstage, only to find Ren Ping, Luo Guanyun's wife, already standing by Meng Chuan's side treating him.

"It hurts a bit, bear with it, Xiaomeng."

This child really resembles Luo Guanyun when he was young, always getting hurt from being brave and aggressive, yet enduring silently.

"Thank you, master's wife."

Meng Chuan grinned baring his teeth.

The inner Rainbow Light was a passive effect, already activated the moment he reached backstage.

He had already felt a restless stirring within himself at that time, hurriedly leaving to prevent Venerable Yin from discovering it.

Meng Chuan couldn't discern whether it was goodwill or malice, and with Fang Jianxing as a cautionary tale, it was better to be careful.

As a martial artist-level medical practitioner, Ren Ping's hands emitted a green glow, with gentle True Qi touching the gunshot wounds, exuding vibrant life.

Meng Chuan had three major gunshot wounds, which under the soothing of True Qi, gradually showed signs of healing.

Under the dual influence of healing True Qi and his own traits, Meng Chuan began to feel numbness all over his body.

This was a fleeting illusion produced by his body cells working rapidly.

His uncle and aunt looked at the grievously injured Meng Chuan, speechless and tearful.

"I'm fine, they're just external injuries.

That kid with the spear is worse off than me, probably has a concussion."

Meng Chuan jokingly comforted the two elders.

"Sigh..."

Meng Yongzhi wanted to dissuade him but didn't know what to say.

This is Meng Chuan's own path, inevitably encountering thorns and obstacles. Should he shrink back for fear of getting hurt?

He knew Meng Chuan's perseverance meant breaking through! Smashing through! Stomping over adversity!

This was Meng Chuan's martial arts spirit, just as Meng Yongzhi had heard others say in the audience:

[With both Iron Fists, forge courageously ahead!]

At this time, Luo Guanyun also came over to see how his apprentice was doing.

Meng Chuan looked at his master and grinned with a thumbs up.

"I got it, Master."

Luo Guanyun understood him and said nothing else, simply giving a thumbs up back to his disciple.

"Solid and impressive!"

In his opinion, Meng Chuan's win was due to his courage and guts.

That Huo family's kid lost in comfort, lost in... he still had some distance from being a true genius!

His apprentice Meng Chuan was the real genius.

Resolute in martial arts mindset, never wavering!

Remarkable courage in practical combat, never backing down!

"Take a good rest and recover. Since you've already secured the second stage ticket, there's no need to compete further. Rest for a few days before practicing boxing again."

Meng Chuan nodded, as he wasn't planning on continuing fighting anyway.

He was still at a disadvantage in the eight checkpoints, and coupled with his injuries, competing for the seed title was unnecessary.

Once recovered, he would practice boxing diligently; the nine checkpoints awaited him, and it wouldn't take long.

These gunshot wounds would be nearly fatal for ordinary people, but one's physique cannot be generalized.

Meng Chuan's body was remarkably resilient, and he could feel the vitality and vigor of his young body, which would recover in no time.

He thanked the "Qi Nourishing Armor Technique" in his heart once again for stopping the gun streak from penetrating his body.

Inner membrane, eternal god!

At this moment.

The arena had already been cleared, and the second match was about to begin.

The entire audience was still immersed in the earlier clash of gun and fist, unable to extricate themselves.

Chen Jingyi was about to take the stage for her duel.

Even now, the scene of fierce fighting on the stage just moments ago was still constantly replaying in her mind.

"So strong... if this kid's Qi Blood was on par with that of the Huo family..."

She calculated in her heart, at most, at most only two moves!

The first would be to snatch away that gun with Qi Blood and strength, and the second would be to end the match with a punch.

She already realized.

That Meng Chuan's rise was unstoppable, only lacking time.

"I must make friends with him, as my master said, this is called... investment."

As her opponent took the stage, Chen Jingyi refocused her thoughts on the match.

...

Since Meng Chuan's match ended, Zheng Zhenzhen and Meng Jiaolong had been sitting restlessly in the audience.

But since their family members were present, they endured and didn't go to see how Meng Chuan was doing.

With the third match concluded, the two of them gazed blankly at the competition, their thoughts already wandering elsewhere.

Seeing their master Luo Guanyun escorting him out from backstage and leaving by car.

Only then did the two girls feel at ease.

"Phew~ seems Meng Chuan is fine, his body is really tough."

"You're concerned again? What's it got to do with you?"

"What's it got to do with you? You nosy troublemaker."

Meng Jiaolong was the first to challenge, directly launching into a personal attack...

...

At home.

In his dream, the preliminary round of the first "National Martial Arts Supernova Competition" had already concluded.

As the competitions in each division ended, the timing and rewards for the second stage were updated online simultaneously.

"On July 7th, Taihang True Dragon Martial Arts Competition Center, twenty million martial arts grand prize!"

People exclaimed in disbelief, is martial arts really this lucrative?

An ordinary person wouldn't earn this much in ten lifetimes, but this is merely the reward for advancing to the national finals!

Meanwhile, at Ping'an Middle School.

At the school gate, above the original banner "Warmly Celebrating Our Student Meng Chuan Winning the Champion of the 24 Schools Joint Exam," hung another new banner.

"Congratulations to Our Student Meng Chuan for Securing a Spot in the Top Ten of the National Martial Arts Supernova Competition, Yong'an Division..."

Principal Zong's back was exceptionally straight, and the camera flashes were frequent on his face.

"Principal Zong, how did you cultivate such an outstanding student as Meng Chuan?"

"Principal, can you share your talent cultivation insights with everyone..."

At United University Preparatory High School.

Many students, after watching the live broadcast of Meng Chuan's battle against Huo Yonglin, were too excited to contain themselves.

In their hearts, Meng Chuan on the arena was like a god or demon, worthy of the elder brother figure they held dear.

Ruthless but not much of a talker!

"So strong, Brother Chuan, really damn awesome, that big gun looks terrifying, and yet he won, awesome!"

"This is real combat power, damn, to win against three ninth-rankers with an eighth-rank body; could Brother Chuan defeat a Martial Arts Family when he reaches ninth rank?"

"Steady, Brother Chuan will definitely enter the Grandmaster Class this year, who at his age can beat him..."

"Enough, practicing hard skills is the real deal, I've been practicing for a month, and finally got the hang of the Iron Cloth Shirt."

"... a month just to get started, and you're still practicing? The most important thing for you now is to return the VIP card of Gangzi Club."

Lu Zhuxiao also followed Meng Chuan's matches during his spare time from teaching.

Having witnessed his fierce advance into the top ten, he was quite proud of his own judgment.

Although initially, Lu Zhuxiao thought Meng Chuan had too much of a killer instinct.

But after several subsequent encounters, he also sensed the boy's true nature wasn't bad, and he realized his potential.

"If he can't become a Martial Arts Family in a year, I don't believe anyone can compete with this kid for the 'Martial Extreme True Inheritance'..."

If he could train a "Martial Extreme True Inheritance," Lu Zhuxiao would also gain great fame across all campuses.

Becoming a gold medal lecturer, with greatly enhanced treatment in all aspects.

"Keep going..."

He cheered on Meng Chuan in his heart, and also encouraged himself.

Meanwhile, in the principal's office.

Yang Huan was feeling very emotional, as Meng Chuan had truly broken through three great ninth ranks, advancing to the second stage to meet at the Taihang.

His phone rang, and he received a call from his master, Sui Chunqiu.

Sui Chunqiu said calmly:

"I watched the competition's live broadcast, draft the exemption documents over there, I don't think there's much need for a meeting based on his development.

Meng Chuan's rise is unstoppable, I am certain that before July he will definitely reach the ninth rank, with his combat ability, advancing to Shanghai is almost certain.

Once he's in Taihang, those people are sharp-eyed and wealthy, by then they'll directly keep Meng Chuan, and you'll have gained nothing."

On this end of the line, Yang Huan nodded in agreement.

"Master, you're right, previously my mindset was a bit stubborn, special geniuses deserve special treatment, I'll prepare the documents now."

Sui Chunqiu paused for a moment, and continued:

"Don't tell Meng Chuan about the exemption for the Grandmaster Class just yet, to prevent him from slacking off in these three months."

"Understood."

This kid's heading to Taihang for the competition on July 7th, and the national martial arts exam is at the end of July.

With these two major pressures, Meng Chuan's progress will surely be more rapid.

Finally, Yang Huan asked an additional question.

"Master, do you think Meng Chuan has a chance to take the Martial Extreme True Inheritance next year?"