With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 201 - 190: "Iron Gall Steel Spear" Meng Chuan (6k) S

From the judges’ seat in the distance, Luo Guanyun clapped and laughed heartily:

"My good apprentice, always likes to overpower with sheer force!"

Yin Tianshou nodded slightly in agreent.

At Xiang King’s Tomb, he witnessed the two fighting to a standstill.

Now it seems, ng Chuan has already moved ahead of him.

Xu Qingfeng steadied himself and shook his head with a wry smile, promptly admitting defeat.

"I admit defeat, impressive, very impressive."

ng Chuan, with tears, bid farewell to his good brother, while encouraging him:

"Well fought, Brother Xu, you’re not lacking either.

Do your best in the following rounds, make sure to co back strong, and help a brother out next ti."

Below the ring, as Xu Qingfeng’s retreating figure stumbled.

He turned back and yelled furiously:

"Could you act like a human, for once!"

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the referee announced loudly:

"The winner, ng Chuan!"

He secretly puzzled in his heart.

Did the host make a mistake just now, given the huge strength gap, how was it neck and neck last ti?

From the start to the end of this match, it only took thirty seconds.

It can only be said that ng Chuan’s growth rate has surpassed everyone’s expectations.

The next day, the third day’s match of 50 into 25.

By today’s competition, the battle situation has beco increasingly intense.

Only the eighth and ninth-level experts have been able to remain, with other Martial Arts University and preparatory seven-level martial artists all eliminated.

ng Chuan stood in the waiting room, secretly praying for an eighth-level opponent to give him a hand.

As the number of competitors decreased, more information could fit on the big screen.

A mont later, the matching result appeared on the big screen.

Ring number one:

[(No. 6) ng Chuan vs. (No. 3) Ma Ziyan]

"Ma Ziyan? United University’s ninth-level expert... If my Iron Cloth Shirt is not perfected, she won’t be easy to deal with."

ng Chuan had seen videos of this woman’s attacks and knew she was a formidable opponent.

While ng Jiaolong, suddenly more anxious than the emperor, quickly said:

"Senior Sister Ma is proficient in Crane and Swallow Twin Form Fist, and wields the Whistling Horse Whip, reaching the ninth level in Qi Blood just at the end of last year.

She is one of the famous Elephant Form Sect experts in the university division, ng Chuan, you must be careful..."

For ng Chuan’s sake, she had recently cramd on a lot of contestants’ information.

"I understand."

This woman is considered one of the top ten favorites, so ng Chuan certainly would not underestimate her.

...

In the distance, Ma Ziyan was chatting with the newly advanced mbers of United University.

"Sister Ma, you got lucky, running into an eighth-level contestant, it’s like heaven wants to promote you, it’s the love from your juniors."

The big guy next to her joked.

"Get out of here, why don’t they love you then."

Ma Ziyan, with her sharp short hair and upright posture, had sharp eyes.

Every gesture exuded a valiant spirit, showcasing her womanly strength equal to n.

But her mindset was not as optimistic as her classmates.

"ng Chuan... This person seems quite formidable."

He’s just an attached student, but he’s recently been making a na for himself on campus, sothing unusual must be going on.

As the saying goes, the renowned are never ordinary n, even though he’s eighth-level Qi Blood, he still must be cautious.

Taking advantage of the ti before the match starts, she hastily brushed up on ng Chuan’s information.

"Wow... He practices the Five Elents Qiankun Fist, said to be the best Xingyi fist from Professor Li.

Plus, he’s a body refining fanatic, how can this kid practice so many hard skills without harming his body...

However, it’s heard that external martial artists all have their weak spots, which is in the crotch area..."

Thinking of this, Ma Ziyan felt a bit disgraceful.

But for victory.

Her martial spirit was firm!

...

Ti slowly passed.

In ring number one, a peak collision between Elephant Form and Xingyi was about to be witnessed.

"Take her down, go Old ng!"

Xu Qingfeng had great confidence in ng Chuan.

"Just don’t get hurt, and if you can’t win, just admit defeat, losing eight to nine levels is no disgrace."

ng Jiaolong worriedly advised.

"Don’t worry, I’ll go up, just watch my moves."

ng Chuan’s gaze was calm, like still water, as one should be calm during major affairs.

He silently calculated the fist techniques in his mind, every ninth-level martial artist requires him to be well-prepared and not to be underestimated.

anwhile.

Underneath the other nine rings, the players who had already determined their victories and losses all focused their attention on ring number one.

"ng Chuan vs. Sister Ma... Let’s see if this person lives up to the hype, could he really defeat soone above his level?"

...

ng Chuan and Ma Ziyan stood on opposite sides of the ring, neither of them started the fight imdiately, after all, they have the bond of ’fellow students’.

He cupped his hands in salute and smiled:

"Xingyi Sect Five Elents Qiankun Fist, Senior Sister Ma, please kindly advise."

Ma Ziyan stood straight and also cupped her hands:

"Junior Brother ng, I practice Elephant Form Sect Crane and Swallow Twin Form [Lingxu Jingyu Fist].

It’s not about instruction, with your unique talent, it’s only a matter of ti before you surpass in cultivation, I hope for your generous guidance."

[Lingxu Jingyu Fist], is also a famous fist technique of Elephant Form.

It is a bona fide modern martial art, but its power is not inferior to ancient martial arts.

It originated from a grandmaster of the Elephant Form Sect at United University, obsessed daily with studying the habits of cranes and swallows.

Later, integrating other forms, it culminated in a refined combination of the essence of Elephant Form Sect’s bird form fist.

Crane and Swallow Twin Form combines the agility and grace of the crane with the agility and speed of the swallow.

Ma Ziyan believed she had discerned ng Chuan’s "weakness", and considering her advantage in Qi Blood, with caution, winning should not be a big problem.

"You’re too kind, please, Senior Sister."

ng Chuan had not heard of this fist technique before, but in his mind nothing compared to the Five Elents Qiankun Fist’s dominance!

"You’re not using any weapons?"

Ma Ziyan noticed ng Chuan’s empty hands and kindly reminded him.

"I’ll use gloves, I hope Senior Sister Ma spares with her whip."

With that, a layer of darkness spread from his wrist, in an instant covering both fists.

Seeing this, Ma Ziyan clicked her tongue in wonder, she had never seen such "strange" gloves before.