NOVEL NEXT Chapter 299: Motohiko Beating This Monster? Dream On!
He did not contemplate giving up the fight for the Martial Extreme True Inheritance because of hidden strength and guarded weakness.
As he cultivated in seclusion recently, Meng Chuan gained a deeper understanding of the four characters "hidden strength and guarded weakness."
When one's strength is insufficient, there are some things beyond ordinary "perception."
These must be tightly concealed to avoid letting the edge of brilliance invite disaster.
But this is not cowardice; on the premise of being undetected by the great, one should still take the initiative to seek Martial Arts resources as before.
Wealth, companions, teachings, and place—these apply equally in the Martial Arts Realm.
Wealth is martial arts resources, which must be fought for;
Companions are good teachers and friends, valued for their sincerity;
Teachings are true skills and unique arts, practiced diligently without stopping;
The place is the esteemed Martial Arts University, where one should firmly remain.
It is like a hidden dragon in the abyss, accumulating strength during daily cultivation without ostentation, bearing patiently and storing up power.
This forbearance is not cowardice but gathering force to prepare, and at the moment of struggle, breaking through the abyss and shaking the heavens!
...
As the sun set in the west, Meng Chuan stood in the courtyard practicing martial arts, attempting to trigger the "Dawn and Dusk Enlightenment."
The wind howled, and suddenly his divine thought was startled as he sensed a powerful tiger-like aura soaring skyward.
As he steadied himself, a knock sounded at the door:
"Xiaomeng, you depart for Fengtian tomorrow. Let's spar one more round today; I'll help you deepen your impression."
"Alright! Thank you, Brother Yanlong."
The aura just now emanated from Chu Yanlong.
Speedy as the wind under their feet, they arrived at the United University's arena designated for the Martial Arts Family after a few flashes.
Standing at the standard competition distance, Meng Chuan's lotus bud chest mark faintly bloomed, his body suddenly expanded, maintaining a 150% release state.
Chu Yanlong's "lithe and lean tiger" stature slightly sank a few inches, akin to a fierce tiger descending a mountain.
Meng Chuan secretly thought about the obvious Qi Blood gap between him and his opponent.
Without the enhancement of physical strength, he wouldn't gain any advantage in a collision.
They had already fought many times before, and after warming up, Meng Chuan nodded in indication.
"Here I come, Xiaomeng."
The next moment, tiger claws and iron palms intertwined, the scarlet-gold and deep-blue hues shone together, Meng Chuan raised his eyes, focused with a grin.
The latter was his Water Element True Qi, soft yet with a three-parts icy and resilient force, just right to counter the tiger form's ferocity.
Using the Water Element as the opening move could not only suppress the opponent but also offer greater flexibility for subsequent five-element transformations, keeping reserved maneuvers on hand.
Upon collision, the two simultaneously scraped their feet, grunted, and progressed with a reverse wrist flip.
Meng Chuan's blue fist edge exuded a hint of chilling coldness, encasing layer after layer of water element True Qi infused with extreme frost as they collided, instantly covered in a layer of frost.
After hundreds of moves, with a loud "thud," their footsteps clashed, and fists collided.
The fierce tiger's force tightly clamped onto Meng Chuan's fist surface, an overbearing aura right in his face.
The icy intent from Meng Chuan's hand drilled into the opponent's collar, causing both to step back in tandem.
Still a draw, Chu Yanlong looked up, gazing at the "Little Giant" Meng Chuan, half a head taller than himself, asking in puzzlement:
"Xiaomeng, not to belittle you, but how did you manage to take down the upper rank Celestial Demon in Chen Cang with such skills?"
Slaying more Thorn Demons could be attributed to strong endurance.
But how did you manage to take down an upper rank Celestial Demon, stronger than most in the second limit? Even if it was sneakily, it shouldn't be possible... Chu Yanlong couldn't comprehend.
Meng Chuan being able to hold his own against him with just a single acupoint was already a sign of great respect from Chu Yanlong.
Yet ever since witnessing that event at the exchange site, his curiosity and doubts deepened, harbored in his heart relentlessly.
Today, sparring once more, he finally couldn't resist asking.
Meng Chuan rotated his left wrist with his right hand to relax it, hearing Chu Yanlong out, he raised his head and smiled faintly:
"Brother Yanlong, are you truly that curious?"
"Let me experience it, 30... no, 50 credits."
50 credits could amount to more than 50,000 in money, who would have thought Chu Yanlong's curiosity... would not pale in comparison to Principal Yang's.
Then let him be satisfied, Meng Chuan thought as he was engulfed in rapid white smoke.
Chu Yanlong's eyes widened as he struggled to react in time, only to see Meng Chuan's already exaggerated physique continue to swell and expand.
Amidst the swirling mist, countless large black pythons roiled, coiling upward from his calves; these were the terrifying muscles of Meng Chuan, exaggerated to the point of explosive.
The muscles at his neck and both shoulders swelled to the size of fists, densely stacked together to guard his jawline.
A few breaths later, the mist cleared, leaving Chu Yanlong dumbstruck.
"Holy... "
He craned his neck up by sixty degrees to make out the nearly five-meter-tall muscle behemoth.
Ripples of invisible force emanated from its body, accompanied by continuous "kazz-kazz" sounds, as if the air itself couldn't withstand the weight and was breaking inch by inch.
Meng Chuan lowered his head, his voice a deep rumble:
"Here I come, Brother Chu, ready to feel this?"
"You..."
Chu Yanlong barely had time for further thought, urgently activating the "Demon Tiger Secret Art." A massive tiger infused with a violet hue cascaded from above into his crown, adding three parts more to his deadly aura, True Qi surged wildly from the spring, rallying all his strength to cross his arms in defense ahead.
Boom!!!
Meng Chuan (in full release mode) maneuvered underfoot, bursting forth with an astonishing speed.
The fist enveloped in five-colored True Qi broke through all obstacles, rooted half an inch before Chu Yanlong's chest.
"Gulp..."
That was the sound of Chu Yanlong swallowing.
The sonic boom combined with the exaggerated wind pressure formed a massive disc-like shape, layers upon layers exploding before him. The terrifying hum resonated through the hall, incessant in its echo.
If it weren't for the special material of the Martial Arts Family's competition ground, this [momentum] alone would destroy everything around it in an ordinary open space or Martial Artist arena.
"I'll head back first, Brother Chu. Remember to transfer the credits to me."
Meng Chuan, eager to practice his fist skill, shrunk his figure while heading towards Huaqing Pool.
Watching the other's back, cold sweat dripped from Chu Yanlong's forehead, falling on his instep, yet he seemed unaware.
"Is he still human..."
He had fought many Hard Skills experts, but none had trained themselves to such an extent.
Under the other's dominant pressure just now, he even felt the terror, fear, and cowardice brought by a higher life level...
Only after Meng Chuan had gone did the pressure dissipate.
Chu Yanlong then adjusted his mindset and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
After calming down, he suddenly remembered what he should do most at this moment.
He quickly picked up his phone and called his younger brother, Chu Yanhu:
"Hey, the bets for the Martial Extreme True Inheritance close at midnight tonight, put all the credits on Xiaomeng... no, Meng Chuan!"
Even though Meng Chuan's reputation had already spread far and wide, in the eyes of people from over a dozen campuses,
apart from the Yong'an campus, more than 90% still favored Motohiko.
After all, his progress started earlier, and his Qi Blood Cultivation had reached the Three Acupoint Mutations.
With the personal tutelage of Grandmaster Shang, regardless of foundational background, apparent combat strength, or practical experience, he was much stronger than Meng Chuan.
On the forums, some even compared the two to a dragon-tiger battle, outright saying, "Since Meng was born, why was Motohiko born?"
If it were placed in previous years, Meng Chuan would definitely be able to win the Martial Extreme True Inheritance.
Unfortunately, he encountered the Tiger Form line, and the once-in-a-century [Tiger King].
Moreover, informed insiders revealed that Motohiko recently acquired the True Martial [Tiger Soul Spear], its malevolent aura soaring sky-high, overwhelmingly ferocious.
For a while, the odds, stabilized after Meng Chuan defeated Luo Qin from the Celestial Master Mansion, soared again to 1:3.
Most people firmly believed this year's competition was destined to belong to the Tiger Form era!
After betting and closing the forum, Chu Yanlong muttered to himself:
"Don't believe rumors nor spread rumors...seeing is believing."
Can Motohiko defeat such a monster?
In his dreams!
...
Meanwhile, at Northern United University's Fengtian headquarters.
A dignified man in a green robe stood with hands behind his back, it was none other than Northern United University's principal [Wudao Juepan·Sui Chunqiu].
Two golden-white meteors fell to the ground, with the air currents rolling, an "old and young" pair revealed themselves.
The youthful face, elder's gray robe billowing, both nodded in greeting to Sui Chunqiu.
Sui Chunqiu smiled slightly, beckoning with one hand:
"Principal Zhao, Sect Leader Chen, please."
The young man was clearly an "old monster" pretending to be youthful, known as "Principal Zhao", the principal of the Western United Martial Arts University, Martial Arts Celestial King [Rising Sun Nirvana·Zhao Wuyin].
Having reached the Martial Arts Celestial King level, the bodily transformation was nearly complete, thoroughly non-human.
"Rejuvenation" is just one of the quirks of some powerful beings compared to their exaggerated martial power, a quite minor means.
Compared to the latter Sect Leader Chen, who seemed more normal...
He is the current sect leader of Wudang, a three hundred-year-old senior six-limitation Martial Arts Celestial King.
[Tai Chi·Chen Tuan].
The former was a close friend of Sui Chunqiu, and the so-called friendly relations of the Northwest translate to a closely bonded relationship between the two United Universities.
The latter, Sect Leader Chen, was both a mentor and friend to Sui Chunqiu, an age-old connection crossing generations.
During Sui Chunqiu's early days, Sect Leader Chen had been of great help, a favor Sui Chunqiu always cherished in his heart.
With this thought, Sui Chunqiu led the way ahead, turning with a smile:
"With both of you here for the Northern United University's anniversary, the occasion is even more splendid."
Principal Zhao waved it off, his voice gruff, not matching his appearance:
"Hahaha, you're too kind. Old Sui, let's drink first tonight..."
Sect Leader Chen immediately chimed in, a mischievous glint flashing through his eyes, stroking his beard with a long sigh:
"Let's only speak of the wind and moon!"
The three exchanged smiles, as the night breeze swept through, and the distant celebrations of the university grew brighter, illuminating everything.
...
After drinking with the two old friends, Sui Chunqiu called the main campus professor [Five Elements Supreme·Li Zhengyue], to confirm the arrangements for the celebration the day after.
The secretary had already confirmed everything without any mistakes, but Sui Chunqiu was still a bit uneasy, wanting to ensure it personally.
Besides his role as a fist skill professor, Li Zhengyue also served as one of the venerated directors of the "administrative office" spanning the main campus and fifteen campuses.
Like other elite martial universities, Northern United University comprises six major departments.
These are the [Administrative Office, Academic Bureau, Research and Innovation, Finance, Human Resources, and Security] departments.
The leaders of these departments are all part-timely overseen by the six venerated leaders of the main campus.
For specific departmental affairs, professional talents can be hired to manage them.
But the leaders must be especially powerful martial arts experts.
The reason is none other than the main theme of this era, which the six words of the Qi Blood Martial Arts Era amply explain.
Once the call connected, Sui Chunqiu listened to the voice on the other end, constantly nodding affirmatively.
Everything had been handled very well on the other end, leaving nothing to worry about.
Finally, he advised:
"Old Li, the most important matter is the students' competition afterward, especially the Martial Extreme True Inheritance contest.
I've invited Principal Zhao and Sect Leader Chen, so let's not screw up and make a joke out of this."