With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 150 - 139: Perverted Lin Yue, Top Xiaomeng (3k)

This stake is really useful. If it were the previous iron-core stake, after this intense training, it would have been hamred into a misshaped stake.

After finishing such an exhilarating practice, ng Chuan felt as excited as if he had just punched a dough, eager to spar with soone.

While exchanging experiences with classmates from the preparatory high school, ng Chuan took out his phone to ssage his cousin.

Zong Ping’s strength is gradually falling behind, aside from Xu Qingfeng, ng Chuan only found ng Jiaolong suitable for sparring here.

He waited for a while.

ng Jiaolong still didn’t reply, and ng Chuan looked around the venue, basically seeing only students from the fifth or sixth rank.

At this mont, Zong Ping realized his intention, ng Chuan’s combative nature was activated again.

"Brother Chuan, the advanced martial artists above the seventh rank are all having real battle classes at the arena area on the second floor, why don’t you go up and have a look?"

...

ng Chuan stood below the stage and saw Chang Wei fighting against Lai Fu...

No wonder ng Jiaolong didn’t answer the phone, he was getting beaten on the second floor.

He watched the thin silhouette brutally assaulting ng Jiaolong, moving with incredible speed like a flash of yellow light, weaving and dodging through the arena like electric currents.

Every ti the two collided, a blood mark would appear on ng Jiaolong’s body.

ng Chuan found it quite thrilling, not expecting the students of the United University to be so vigorous, applying full power even in sparring.

A mont later, observing the serious expressions of others in the scene, he felt sothing was amiss.

This Yellow-Shirted person is quite a master, extrely fast and ruthless, and ng Chuan couldn’t take his eyes off his movents.

Although ng Jiaolong possesses the [Startled Cicada] attribute, he was constantly being used as a punching bag, with the opponent rubbing him against the ground, their strengths entirely mismatched.

Seeing the teacher at the ring ropes not making a sound, ng Chuan was not qualified to intervene.

At this ti, everyone below the stage was secretly relieved.

"Damn, glad I didn’t get drawn to fight that freak Lin Yue."

"Yeah, with the Eight Trigrams Xu Qingfeng not here, anyone else fighting him would be bloodied, that kid’s attacks are too vicious."

"The body is lacking, being ntally twisted is normal."

Beside them, ng Chuan picked up on the implication, the Yellow-Shirted man sparring ng Jiaolong seed to have physical issues...

On the ropes, the teacher responsible for the practical combat silently counted, waiting until the one-hundredth move.

He instantly made a single hand gesture, spewing a light yellow Innate True Qi, completely separating the two.

ng Chuan kept a calm face, this powerful hand of Innate True Qi, according to Master Luo, only the second major limit Martial Arts masters can unleash.

A credit to the United University Preparatory High School, their faculty strength is indeed remarkable.

"One hundred moves, stop Lin Yue."

"Okay."

A soft laugh escaped Lin Yue’s throat, his figure suddenly halted.

His sharp fingertips still carried drops of blood, lifting them to his nose for a slight sniff.

The practical combat teacher, [Cloud Chasing Spear·Lu Zhuxiao], was also helpless.

Due to Zhao Jian’s concerns lately, the school placed more attention on students’ psychological issues.

Lin Yue is a typical case, but it was caused by his physical traits leading to a psychological disorder.

It has nothing to do with Demon Skills, he couldn’t say anything.

Most critically, the more you try to hold him back, the more Lin Yue gets overexcited, each strike getting harsher.

"These issues should be left to his advisor to handle, not within my jurisdiction, I’m just here to teach students how to punch well."

...

anwhile, ng Chuan’s facial features were tense, the scene of sniffing blood was quite twisted.

Only then did ng Jiaolong drag his injured body down, his naked arms covered with wounds.

They seed severe, but luckily they were just superficial injuries.

With today’s dical standards, applying so healing ointnt for a few days would heal them, leaving no scars.

"Sigh, could this bastard be expelled? Every ti there’s a practical combat class and I run into him, my mood feels like attending a burial."

"He’s the school favorite, they’d expel you before expelling him."

One hundred moves were Lin Yue’s own rule, no matter who faces him on the arena, they must finish one hundred moves, or else.

"I will go insane~"

Lin Yue’s eyes rapidly expanded with excitent, he scanned the scene below, looking sowhat unsatisfied.

Everyone below the stage avoided his gaze, it was damn frightening...

Only ng Chuan was still frowning, a face full of dislike.

"Newcor? By your look, what, don’t like ?"

At this point, everyone’s gaze turned towards ng Chuan.

"Who is that?"

"No idea, is he newly transferred? Today’s real combat class is for those above the seventh rank, he should have so skill."

Next to them, ng Jiaolong recognized the familiar figure, although she looked very disheveled right now, she still stood up waving to greet him.

"ng Chuan!"

He waved back, ignoring the freak on the stage.

"ng Chuan? Why does the na sound familiar?"

"Zhao Jian! Zhao Jian was exposed as a Demon Path practitioner trying to kill him!"

"Also that thing, he broke Xu Qingfeng’s arm in the joint exam, and it was done by soone nad ng Chuan."

Lately, there have been two matters constantly perched at the top on the school’s internal forum.

The first matter, [Iron King Xu Qingfeng’s stunted tomb breaking skill, Bold Diamond High Schooler ng Chuan makes a show]

The second matter imdiately overshadowed Xu Qingfeng’s, topping the hot searches.

[Grade ten, class two, Zhao Jian exposed as Demon Path practitioner and executed, who’s next?]

Everyone felt it was Lin Yue, but sadly, after multiple tests cleared him, he’s simply a psychological deviant.

But without a doubt, both matters had ng Chuan as their main character.

Truly absent in United University, yet his legend pervades the martial world.

Facing the curious gazes of the crowd, ng Chuan accepted them gracefully.

"This guy’s a bit formidable, rumors say he’s mastered both internal and external techniques, his hard skills are incredibly strong. Can he defeat this freak?"

"I doubt it. Lin Yue recently broke through the eighth stage. Even if ng Chuan boasts about being unbeatable at the seventh stage, he doesn’t stand a chance at the eighth."

"I feel there’s a chance. Lin Yue just broke through recently, the difference in Qi Blood isn’t that significant."

At this mont, Lin Yue also knew ng Chuan’s identity.

He chuckled and said:

"Wanna give it a try?"

He crossed his arms in front of him, projecting a silent mockery.

The trait of "Wugen Sheng" brought him considerable discrimination and ridicule, which was the fundantal reason for his abnormal ntality.

Therefore, Lin Yue loved to unleash his inner bitterness on others.

Watching others suffer brought him a thrilling rush!

Encountering a new face was rare, he definitely seized the chance to vent ruthlessly!

Hearing Lin Yue’s invitation, even Lu Zhuxiao’s gaze turned to the "new student."

His expression carried a hint of anticipation.

"Lin Yue’s arrogance just needs a powerful opponent to teach him a lesson. Wonder if ng Chuan has the capability."

"Sigh, it’s hard to say. The gap in Qi Blood is evident, coupled with Lin Yue’s speed, this kid probably can’t keep up."

At this ti, Zong Ping, leading ng Chuan upstairs, secretly tugged at his clothes and whispered:

"Brother Chuan, don’t agree, this guy is ruthless."

At the mont, all eyes on and off the stage focused on him.

ng Chuan declared loudly:

"Alright, let’s fight."

He originally intended to find a master to spar with, and a competitor with such speed was a rare training partner.

Besides, he had protective gear on, ready to activate when he couldn’t withstand it anymore. If the opponent still pressed on.

ng Chuan glanced at the pitch-black "Steel Bone" watch on his wrist.

"Then I’ll show him sothing fierce..."

With the thought gone, he made a move, the perfection level "Cloud-Ascending Ladder" suddenly erupted, leaping from seven or eight ters away to the ring.

"The Cloud-Ascending Ladder is well-practiced, it’s perfected. However, there’s still a bit of a gap with Lin Yue."

Lu Zhuxiao silently thought, as a master of Elephant Form, Cloud-Ascending Ladder was an essential technique, he could instantly gauge ng Chuan’s body technique proficiency.

But ng Jiaolong’s second-tier Elephant Form body technique was also perfected, yet still could not match Lin Yue’s speed.

Because Lin Yue had nearly mastered the first-tier Elephant Form body technique "Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada"!

ng Jiaolong, having treated his wounds, joined the front of the stage to cheer for ng Chuan.

His left eye, with smokey makeup, was bruised, and the high ponytail at the nape of his neck bounced with his raised fist cheering.

"ng Chuan, avenge !"

Seeing this, Zong Ping’s habitual antics resurfaced, joining in to shout:

"Win and let Brother Chuan give a kiss!"

"A kiss is a kiss!"

ng Chuan was speechless, Zong Ping’s mouth was indeed more formidable than his fists.

...

On the ring, the two took positions and introduced themselves.

"Lin Yue, Qi Blood eighth stage, proficient in first-tier Elephant Form fist skill ’Bone-Crushing Hand’ and first-tier body technique ’Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada.’

This was a formidable opponent, regardless of his martial prowess, ng Chuan clasped his fist and said:

"ng Chuan, Qi Blood seventh stage, second-tier Fire Attribute fist skill ’Master Luo’s Eight Extres,’ please teach ."

ng Chuan’s self-introduction stirred a great commotion among the onlookers.

"What kind of fist skill is Master Luo’s Eight Extres? How can a second-tier skill compete with a first-tier one?"

"Sigh, this kid’s going to suffer, Lin Yue this freak just loves giving special attention to newcors."

The opponents disdainfully retorted:

"You’re so pragmatic, you just called him brother, and hearing it’s second-tier fists, you call him kid?"

So who strongly disliked Lin Yue consoled:

"Not necessarily. You must know, the strongest weapon of an old fist master isn’t agility but proficiency.

Lin Yue’s Bone-Crushing Hand is at most skillful, this Master Luo’s Eight Extres seems to have so life to it, maybe... it can win?"

The crowd originally had so confidence in ng Chuan, but now, hearing about his background, they began worrying for him.

Because Lin Yue possessed the "Wugen Sheng" trait, even though it ant he was born without roots.

Yet it brought him extraordinary martial arts comprehension, mastering skills with ease, renowned for eliminating burdens and adapting naturally!

Since young, he had delved deeply into tal attribute fists, not just the Bone-Crushing Hand.

Second-tier fist skill "Heart-Punching Sword" perfected! "Sleeve Blade" perfected!

At this mont, even ng Jiaolong started to have second thoughts.

"Anyway, ng Chuan’s tougher than Xu Qingfeng, he sure won’t get hurt."

As the two were about to start the battle, Lu Zhuxiao, acting as referee, stretched his hand to pause:

"Hold on a mont."

He walked aside, picked up his phone, the incoming display showed it was the principal calling.

...

"It’s the principal, I understand."

He hung up the phone, walked back onto the ring with a serious expression.

Just now, Principal Yang Huan had spoken to him about the matter regarding the student in front of him.

"Zhuxiao, treat ng Chuan as a student of the United University, teach normally, and foster his sense of belonging."