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But his kick was equally fierce, thunder bursts forth, and the dragon head lowly whimpers.

The light around its body became increasingly scattered, losing its previous imposing momentum.

Meng Chuan was about to beat the drowning dog, but suddenly his body felt weak, penetrating from the heart spirit downward; that Brahman sound had already invaded his limbs and bones!

Standing firm on the spot.

The white mist was no longer as vigorous as before, and the golden light gradually dimmed.

Zheng Chengcheng could not maintain the grand dragon momentum, narrowing it around her body, facing Meng Chuan...

...

Meanwhile, at Ermen Gorge, far on the border between Yu Land and San Qin.

This place was a famous scenic spot in Great Chu, the Yellow River roared, swans danced, resembling a paradise on earth.

A figure was rapidly traversing the land, startling countless birds.

"Sorry, Grandmaster Li, I was a bit delayed."

Li Xiao, one of the heads of the Demon Summoning Hall and known as the Blood-Drinking Demon Sword, was standing with his hands behind his back, overlooking the beautiful mountain scenery.

Upon hearing the voice, he turned his head, showing a slight smile, yet the smile seemed sinister.

"No problem, I just arrived. Tell me, at what stage has your Outer Heaven's plan progressed?"

Hearing this, the person wore a half-mask, revealing only a pair of squinting eyes with a faintly hidden smile.

He reached out his hand and said:

"Outer Heaven's Enchanting Demon Mirror, Grandmaster Li may call me Mr. Jing."

"Alright, let's skip the chit-chat."

Li Xiao waved his hand and said.

Fang Jianxing showed no impatience, still displaying his trademark smile.

"Okay, then please follow me, Grandmaster Li..."

A moment later, the two submerged into the Demon Nest, tinkering with unknown things.

Seeing the nodes connected so perfectly, Li Xiao revealed a satisfied smile, feeling this person was indeed talented.

"Your Outer Heaven's unique technology is something I sincerely admire.

Why not consider joining our Demon Summoning Hall, Mr. Jing?

With my master's call, let alone a Martial Arts Master, even becoming a Grandmaster or a God like me is not impossible."

Fang Jianxing paused, his brain rapidly calculating, then gently refused.

Japan's Parasite Association nowadays is almost becoming an overseas branch of the Demon Summoning Hall.

If he were willing to "worship the demon as master," he wouldn't have to turn to Outer Heaven.

...

White mist and golden light entangled, dragon roar and thunder flame competed.

Meng Chuan forcibly endured the Brahman sound in his mind, as the grandson of the Celestial King took several of his heavy punches.

At this moment, disheveled hair gasping for breath, not showing the previous noble demeanor.

He swung his arm to take another punch from Meng Chuan, the Lung Metal's Armor-Piercing Heart-Piercing Fist.

The tiger's mouth cracked, and the numb Arm of Rock's counterforce flooded back, causing his pupils to contract involuntarily.

At this moment, Meng Chuan's situation was also grim. Zheng Chengcheng's every punch carried dragon momentum and mental destruction, power quite terrifying.

Meng Chuan had a stack of special attributes, combined with far more formidable physique than the opponent. If Zheng Chengcheng's strength were not inferior to his, he might have been defeated by now.

It's undoubtedly the fist skill passed down by the Celestial King, lucky that he had the Dragon Lock Meditation Secret Technique to protect, otherwise that Brahman sound invading the brain would have knocked him out instantly.

The current situation on the field seemed favorable to Meng Chuan, his stamina was still intact, and the Rainbow Light transformation was yet to be activated, fighting Zheng Chengcheng for hundreds of rounds was not a problem.

But the key is, this match was broadcasted live across Northern Lands, possibly with Principal Yin watching.

Though unclear of his thoughts, he had suffered from Fang Jianxing before, Meng Chuan was walking on thin ice!

Zheng Chengcheng also sensed Meng Chuan, as if having concerns, lightly smiled:

"Are you worried about my grandmother? You're thinking too much, don't really believe you can win, right?"

"...I think it's you who thinks too much."

Meng Chuan clenched his fist, boldly advancing.

Fight first, talk later!

He still had an ace up his sleeve yet unused, which was the kidney water momentum hidden all along!

In the next instant, a tide vortex exploded from Meng Chuan's body, gradually spreading in all directions. When Zheng Chengcheng raised her head, she saw Meng Chuan's muscles knotted like a dragon.

All is appearance!

Zheng Chengcheng shouted loud, true dragon's phantom emerged around her, confrontingly facing Meng Chuan. Instead, Meng Chuan folded his fists and bent his elbows, suddenly changing his move.

The extremely fierce top-heart elbow bumped towards the core, but upon contact transitioned into Combined Strength gentle momentum, using counterforce to soar three feet into the air.

"Three waves traces..."

Meng Chuan murmured in his heart.

Bone Penetration's momentum pierced through the dragon scale phantom, Zheng Chengcheng groaned and retreated, her Qi Blood suddenly reversed.

It was the chaotic breath's characteristic being triggered, immediately diminishing the dragon momentum around Zheng Chengcheng by three parts, causing an uproar among the audience.

"Truly underestimated you..."

Zheng Chengcheng wiped the blood off her mouth, suddenly forming hand seals, an inexplicable momentum transformed into thousands of Brahman text chains binding towards Meng Chuan.

Cloud trace shattered as the chain passed, seemingly dragging him into a golden light prison.

"Out of tricks?"

Yanhua had been guarding against this Brahman sound Secret Technique all along; only seeing Meng Chuan grinned, suddenly stomping the ground, countercharging.

What kind of prison could confine him?

The Earth Vein Rock Sense not used for a long time could unexpectedly capture its weak structural points. Accompanied by surging airwaves, Meng Chuan easily escaped, leaving residual wind tracks like woven webs of leverage points behind him.

The ring was filled with flowing white mist, along with the tide-like fist momentum, Meng Chuan's fists transformed into afterimages, fierce force shattering the protective Buddhist light, while the converted gentle force replenished consumption.

Zheng Chengcheng responded calmly, her fists and feet dissipating golden brilliance, entirely unafraid of the terrorizing aura surrounding Meng Chuan.

"Keep consuming time like this, there's no way you will win."

"Is that so?"

Meng Chuan's low roar reached the other's ear.

Rip—!

As the five layers of tide marks overlapped, his solid ghostly back, imbued with the power of kidney water, suddenly grew dense, expansive blue tide-like tentacle roots, swinging unconsciously in mid-air.

These powers of kidney water condensed by themselves, with the tip of each root appearing to have a giant toothed mouth.

Sensing the tide mark imprints hidden on Zheng Chengcheng, these roots suddenly extended towards him like sharp swords. The tips opened and closed in mid-air, causing the water power to surge around.

Under Meng Chuan's control, they couldn't reach Zheng Chengcheng, instead, they twisted around, resembling a dance of chaotic demons.

"What the hell... is that?"

This scene was truly eye-popping, leaving many in the audience utterly stunned.

Zheng Chengcheng was as shocked by this sight as the audience.

"The power of the Five Elements... can be used like this?"

Before he could gather his thoughts, the five layers of tide marks on his body suddenly erupted!

With Meng Chuan's punching motion, the water touches intertwined densely behind him and surged out along with the [Overlapping Waves Shattering Rock Fist].

Zheng Chengcheng felt immense pressure, he wanted to dodge, but was entangled by countless tendrils of [Moistening Things].

The watery tendrils grabbed the airborne Zheng Chengcheng, wrapping him from head to toe, and then—

The Rock Shattering Fist and the imprints on his body exploded with a crash!

...

The next second, Zheng Chengcheng had been moved off the stage.

Without a target, Meng Chuan's fist momentum penetrated fiercely into the ground.

The kidney water qi crashed down like a tidal wave, emitting an ear-splitting screech, wave after wave of light blue tide...

Now, only one person stood on the arena.

The use of this kidney water qi was a sudden inspiration, yet it was very consuming on mental and physical strength.

In the judges' seat, Zheng Yulan's fingertip moved slightly but ultimately did not rise.

The entire venue fell into an incredulous silence, Meng Chuan slowly withdrew his aura.

His face flushed red, he let out a heavy breath, accompanied by a tsunami of applause—

Meng Chuan raised his arms high!

At this moment, Meng Chuan had become the champion of the Northern Lands division of this Supernova competition!

"Unbelievable! Audience members, let's once again give our applause to today's superhero, Meng Chuan!"

"Meng God!"

"Awesome!"

Everyone was cheering for him, Meng Chuan proved everything with his strength!

He secured the status of the number one seed player, and in the next stage, the Shanghai finals, he could directly enter the top eight!

Zheng Chengcheng and Jueming, as the second and third seed players, must participate midway in the finals stage.

To compete for the four champion spots of the east, south, west, and north, occupying the remaining four spots.

Meanwhile, the southern champion has already emerged in Jinling City, with the same high fighting spirit, aiming at the national championship in Shanghai!

Previously, Meng Chuan was worried for nothing, Celestial King Zheng's vision was by no means narrow, he leisurely stood up to summarize the event.

Zheng Yulan stood with her hands behind her back, her gaze a deep abyss, her voice like a gentle breeze across the crowd:

"Congratulations, Meng Chuan. I can feel your passionate blood, practicing martial arts is more like a journey of heart cultivation, practicing fists is not just to win, but to break through the shackles of the mortal body.

The path of martial arts to the heavens requires using the flesh as a boat and will as oars to cross the bitter sea of human evolution, today's Northern Lands champion is just the starting point.

In the next moment, she raised her hand to the sky, golden light glowing bright all around.

"Under the starry sky, only those who dare to shake that Outer Heaven Celestial Demon with their mortal bodies are true heroes."

...

Returning backstage, Meng Chuan embraced his mentor.

"Got it!"

"Solid and reliable!"

Luo Guanyun smiled extraordinarily happily, the pupil's tremendous prowess in the arena truly brought pride!

On the side, Elder Zhao, seeing this scene, was enviously dying.

Glancing back at his own pupil, Wang Ye seemed to feel something, a shiver ran through him all over.

He immediately made a bold proclamation.

"Master, just wait until I go to Shanghai and showcase my prowess. By then, I'll strive to go head-to-head with Brother Meng!"

Zhao Shousui remained silent, he understood the principle better than anyone.

Some people's first encounter is the closest they ever get to him...

"Do your best."

Zhao Shousui didn't dampen his pupil's confidence; whether it succeeds or not, having this eagerness is good.

Seeing Meng Chuan and Luo Guanyun rather emotional, he stood by waiting.

Once the two settled, Zhao Shousui slowly spoke:

"Tomorrow noon, Northern Lands guardian and Secretary Wu An will jointly host a celebration banquet, and a Shanghai expedition ceremony.

After the banquet ends in the afternoon, bring Meng Chuan to see me, I'll help him introduce the [Cyan Netherworld Dragon Lock Body].

Also, give me that 15 million quickly!"

True to his word, Zhao Shousui's reputation was well-established.

Meng Chuan bowed in gratitude:

"Thank you, Elder Zhao!"

He had long anticipated this hard skill.

According to Elder Zhao's previous introduction, although it doesn't fully align with the core traits of the hard skill he most desires.

It's still the most suitable hard skill for him and is a critical part of the planned corporeal training system.

"Hope its Limit Breaking trait is exactly the [Bone Flower]..."

Based on his experience with gaining traits from Limit Breaking before, Meng Chuan felt confident.