With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 330 - 302: Space Man, Duel Stage, You Should Call Me

Students from other campuses were also surprised.

This Sheng Xin is so damn arrogant, daring to challenge a Martial Arts Family mber, on what grounds?

Amidst the shouts, ng Chuan’s old rival from Taihang, Xu Nuo, was also sowhat puzzled.

"Crazy..."

He’s personally experienced ng Chuan’s strength, and now as a Martial Arts Family mber, he’s increased by leaps and bounds.

Forget Sheng Xin, even soone as strong as Motohiko, he isn’t too optimistic about.

Xu Nuo shook his head, baffled by what this junior is thinking.

"Forget it, I’ll bet 500 credits on ng Chuan, just to see how much this guy’s strength has increased now."

anwhile, other Martial Artists from the main campus were also sowhat surprised.

The gap between the first Great Limit and Martial Artist post-advancent is clearer to them than anyone else.

If injured, it would certainly affect subsequent advancents; Sheng Xin’s bravado might not be worth it.

Soone speculated:

"Perhaps...this kid wants to gather intelligence for Motohiko?"

"Could be."

Actually, he only guessed half correctly.

On the platform, Sheng Xin was full of fighting spirit, with a look of determination and readiness to die.

He had quite a few tricks up his sleeve.

One was trying to probe a bit for Brother Mo.

Collecting ng Chuan’s information, coupled with his imposing presence on the platform, as a token for an attempt to join Shang Ruyi.

Shang Ruyi is the Grandmaster most versed in Tiger Form at United University.

He specializes in Tiger Form, naturally aspiring to be his second direct disciple.

On the other hand, Sheng Xin was also harboring the hope to test whether ng Chuan was truly as formidable as his reputation.

If he wins, it would be an even greater token bearer, gaining both fa and fortune.

If he loses...

With so many people present, anyway, nothing would happen to him.

Martial Artist versus Martial Arts Family, making a na for oneself is worthwhile, whichever way you thinking about it, it’s a win!

...

anwhile, in the audience.

Amidst the surrounding cheers, Xu Qingfeng couldn’t help but feel speechless:

"Seriously, are the main campus folks always this bold?"

ng Chuan shook his head silently, treating it as a relaxation before the battle with Motohiko.

Just a trivial matter.

Just as he stood up to prepare for battle, a voice reached his ears:

"Go easy, don’t kill him with one punch."

"..."

ng Chuan glanced at the guest seats where his master was winking at him, and he responded with a smile.

For Sheng Xin, a Martial Artist, daring to directly challenge "Infinite Fist" was challenging fate.

As fellow United University people, ng Chuan decided to teach him a little lesson to let him know what the hierarchical strictness of Qi Blood in Martial Arts ans...

Stepping onto the platform amidst the cheers around.

For the first ti, he felt like a big demon, waiting to be challenged by a brave hero...

From afar on the high platform, Principal Zhao of West United University watched ng Chuan step onto the stage, curiously saying:

"Old Sui, is this the...founder of the new styled National Fist?"

Sui Chunqiu inwardly delighted, chuckled, and said:

"That’s him."

"Tsk-tsk... Today’s young people are really impressive, they can even optimize a martial art like National Fist, interesting.

How is his combat ability? Hope he’s not just theoretician, getting beaten by that Martial Artist kid over there?"

"You’ll see for yourself."

Sui Chunqiu had so understanding of ng Chuan’s strength.

He felt there would be no suspense in their fight.

It’s the upcoming confrontation with Motohiko that’s the highlight of today’s celebration!

...

On the platform, ng Chuan crossed his arms, waiting for the referee’s signal.

There must be a referee present for duels between Martial Artists, it’s the rule.

As he waited for the other to inspect the arena, he pondered.

How much of his strength should he use later...

"True Qi and fist stance absolutely cannot be used; if the referee doesn’t react in ti, hitting that kid equals instantaneous refining..."

After thinking, seeing the other still smiling, he made up his mind.

The referee indicated that they could start.

With a full smile, Sheng Xin clasped his fists and said:

"Executioner Blade, please ng Senior Brother, evaluate."

Martial Artists in duels can only use bare fists, and against Martial Arts Family mbers, they can use weapons.

Moreover, he thought:

"ng Chuan as a Martial Arts Family mber, would definitely not use a weapon against the weak, another win!"

As he thought, ng Chuan had no intention of using the fist blade.

One claw could rip this guy’s guts out, too brutal.

Not wanting to play with this boy anymore, he said blandly:

"You go ahead. Also, don’t call Senior Brother, you should call ng Senior."

Upon hearing the words, Sheng Xin’s smile froze on his face, a trace of bewildernt and embarrassnt flashed in his eyes.

Simultaneously, around went silent abruptly, main campus students glanced at each other.

According to Martial Arts Realm rules, Martial Artists facing Martial Arts Family mbers indeed should address them as Senior.

Sheng Xin’s Adam’s apple bobbed twice, finally gritting his teeth to squeeze out a stiff "ng Senior."

Yet deliberately thrust the blade tip heavily into the ground, sparking to show defiance.

His eyes revealed ambitious intention, hands tightly gripped the knife handle, invisible Gang Qi converged on the blade, faint ripples appeared in the air from tapping into True Qi successfully obtained through sensory approach.

Rear foot abruptly stomped, his figure vanished from the spot.

The next second, he appeared above ng Chuan’s head.

The broad blade shadowed down, his face unchanged, still blank expression.

Looking up with a glance, raised fist trivially to et above.

"A bit too presumptuous..."

Off the platform, even the Martial Arts Family mbers looked solemn.

Bare fists couldn’t cut it, you should at least attach True Qi for defense...

Ka-cha...

At the contact point between fist and blade, a long crack swiftly spread from blade tip to grip, even the knife engraved with the "Tiger Pattern" splits into two.

Pain surged into Sheng Xin’s hand, a slight painful cry, hurriedly released and discarded the knife.

A trace of invisible power revealed from the blade’s crack, accompanied by a clang of landing, followed by shredding cracks reverberating.

The solid alloy sword shattered explosively.

In a daze, Sheng Xin hadn’t reacted yet when he heard a cold voice beside his ear.

At so point, ng Chuan appeared beside him and slowly spoke:

"If you could travel anywhere, where would you go?"

Cold sweat streaming down, he realized he was already off the ground...

...

"Hahaha, look at this clown, he’s flying now.

Lao ng seems to have fulfilled this kid’s wish—when I grow up, I want to be a Space Man."

Xu Qingfeng looked at the star in the clear sky, laughing so hard he rocked back and forth.

ng Jiaolong was also very happy, she giggled and said:

"I guess he wanted to step on ng Chuan to rise in rank, and now he’s being humiliated."

At this ti, the expressions of the people beside the arena were varied.

The Martial Artists from the main campus were all taken aback.

ng Chuan’s victory was expected, but the manner of his defeat made them shudder.

Soone looked at the fragnts scattered across the arena, unable to help but have their pupils shrink suddenly.

"Holy...one punch to turn the C-95 alloy sword into fragnts, Martial Arts Family is too exaggerated, right..."

"Isn’t there a possibility that ng Chuan’s powers are solid enough?"

"You must call him Senior ng, be careful he hears and makes you fly."

"..."

"On the other hand, Brother Wu should be able to do it too..."

"He definitely can!"

He bet two hundred credits on the foreign market for Motohiko to win, the opponent must be able too!

Soone beside him said gravely:

"Wait a mont, don’t you think you should be worried whether Big Xin is still alive..."

...

In the distance, Sheng Xin was being supported and leaving with the teacher from the main campus.

He had no face to go over, ng Chuan’s palm almost sent him to outer space.

Fortunately, there’s a Grandmaster to save, or he’d surely have fallen to his death.

Though the damage was not severe, the humiliation was extrely strong.

As he walked, Sheng Xin’s body suddenly halted, and his expression turned to one of tearless mourning.

Now that he’s safe he rembers, his sword seems to be gone, shattered into irreparable fragnts.

"Damn!!! My four million sword..."

Sheng Xin’s heart was bleeding.

The Tiger Hunter Knife, he had scraped money together with difficulty to buy it and used it for half a year.

Today’s battle announced its retirent...

...

In the Grandmaster’s viewing area, a vigorous young man stood beside Shang Ruyi.

He stood with arms folded, his tiger eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the person who had just stepped down from the stage.

Shang Ruyi chuckled lightly and said:

"This child’s fist strength has so flair, Hong’Er, be cautious later."

"Understood, once the apprentice will let him see, what a true Tiger Form is."

Motohiko was not a rash man, his thoughts flowed, quickly analyzing in his mind.

"According to the opponent’s information, my adversary ng Chuan possesses multiple Hard Skills.

Shattering the steel sword half relies on Power, half...should be concealed True Qi destruction.

Keeping it hidden as if wanting to give a surprise? Interesting..."

And considering that the opponent will definitely hold back against .

Besides, that technique of slightly enlarging the figure hasn’t been used.

Comprehensively, ng Chuan’s instant kill of Sheng Xin used three to four tenths of the ans.

"If that’s all you have, then I’m sure to win..."

Motohiko thought, he could achieve this using two-tenths of his ability, which wasn’t difficult for him.

He tightened his grip on the big spear in his hand, a slight curve ford on his lips.

Ready to take the stage.

Finally, Shang Ruyi’s reminder echoed in his mind:

"When a lion hunts a rabbit, it must also use all its strength!"

"Understood."

...

"Please, the two Martial Extre True Inheritance candidates, climb the cloud chain, ascend the Decision Peak platform."

Decision Peak platform is a unique martial arts venue of the school headquarters.

When not in use, it rests concealed beneath the Martial Arts Realm Square.

Once activated, it stands atop the sea of clouds, floats upon the strong wind, a thousand feet round aerial martial arts treasure ground.

This was brought by Chunqiu Sui with trendous might upon taking office.

Using nine long bronze chains, it is secured in the apex martial arts field thousands of ters high.

Usually only Three Limits and above masters duel here, or on grand festival occasions.

Therefore, just now the Martial Artists’ exhibition matches were not qualified to use it.

In the distance, Principal Zhao from Western United laughed and said:

"Tsk tsk, you want to use the Decision Peak platform again, every ti I see this thing, I envy it so much.

Old Sui, can you let borrow it back to use?"

Chen Sect Master finished ditating and opened his eyes to this scene also feeling sowhat tempted, finally speaking:

"Little Zhao, I think you’re dreaming. Even if borrowed, Wudang should be the first to use it."

"Old Daoist, you’re mistaken.

We’re North West of one family, what does it have to do with your Wudang?"

Chunqiu Sui didn’t care about the two arguing, this thing has other hidden values.

It’s equivalent to a six-grade Celestial King Divine Weapon, no one can borrow it.

He focused slightly, a Divine Thought spread.

Beside the Decision Peak platform underneath, stood a vest-clad strong man who received the principal’s voice transmission.

This person was the Martial Arts Venerable in charge of the [Teaching Office].

[Pillar of Heaven · Lian Baishan].

Hearing this, his eyes widened.

With his whole body’s Divine Thought flourishing, from the cleared space, ca a tremor shaking ground.

The next mont, Decision Peak platform erged from below, soaring toward the sky, nine giant chains binding its periter rose with it making a clattering sound.

Like a giant ark flying into the clouds, the next mont, the chains tightened straight like a dragon’s spine.

Lian Baishan stamped his foot to trigger hidden chanisms, accompanied by cloud layers above, a giant roar resounded—

Northern United University Martial Extre True Inheritance arena, Decision Peak platform had already settled into place.