Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Eventually Become Immortal

Meng Chuan's face brimmed with confidence as he said with a faint smile:

"When I become a Martial Artist, there will be no need to hide anything!"

"Your uncle believes in you. Good!"

Meng Chuan handed the medal to his uncle. After wiping it for a long while, Meng Yongzhi found his wife's most expensive jewelry box and stored the medal inside.

Only after returning to his room did Meng Chuan remember that the principal had also been concerned about the progress of optimizing the National Obligatory Basic Fist Art.

Hello, Principal.

Seeing that it was Meng Chuan calling, Principal Zong hurriedly put on his glasses and answered.

What is it, Meng Chuan?

The optimization of the National Obligatory Basic Fist Art passed.

Really? Hahahaha, I knew you could do it!

At the other end of the line, Principal Zong leaped three feet into the air upon hearing the good news.

Yes, but don't publicize it yet. Just keep it to yourself. The school's reward won't be lacking.

After thinking for a moment, Principal Zong understood Meng Chuan's meaning.

Understood. I'll keep it confidential. But on the new edition of the textbook—

There are plenty of people in the world with the same name. Besides, it's still only in a small-scale pilot phase. Once it's rolled out later, I don't think there'll be any need for secrecy.

After hanging up, Principal Zong sat stunned on the sofa for a long time before recovering. He took a sip of strong tea and muttered:

"A genius. A true genius."

North Forest District.

Ape God Martial Arts Academy was located in Yongye SEG, the most bustling mall in North Forest District.

On the ring, the Hu Brothers, Hu Jiaxiang and Hu Jiarui, were serving as sparring partners for a burly man over 1.9 meters tall.

Facing the brothers' attacks, the burly man did not panic in the slightest. Using the second-rate animal-form fist art, Through-the-Back Fist, he fought one against two and quickly beat them into a headlong rout.

"Boring. Once you've mastered Manifest Force, anyone below the fourth Blood Qi Barrier is an instant kill."

Hu Jiarui rubbed his bruised arms and could not help sighing:

"Senior Brother Wang, you're too fierce."

His elder brother appeared to be flattering him as well, but inwardly he was gritting his teeth in hatred:

You know damn well we're at the third barrier, yet you still used Manifest Force on us. Damn you, Wang Xudong. I hope you die tonight!

The burly man was not much older than the two of them, though he looked older than his age. Wearing an old-fashioned, stern expression, he lectured them:

"All of this was earned through my own hard work. The two of you still need to train more, understand?"

A white-browed old man stood nearby, stroking his beard and nodding repeatedly.

After seeing the Hu Brothers defeated, the old man lightly tapped the floor with his feet and landed beside the burly man on the ring.

At the sight of the old man, the burly man shed his earlier arrogance and respectfully lowered his head.

"Master, you're here."

The white-browed old man looked advanced in years, but the aura of a Martial Artist around him could not be faked.

He was none other than Yuan Huan, the master of Ape God Martial Arts Academy, the Sky-Supporting Arm.

"Wang Xudong, come to the office with me. The competition venue has been decided. It'll be at Citizen's Arena Stadium, and the group lists have also been released."

The burly man said in delight:

"Really, Master? I've been unable to wait any longer!"

Wang Xudong was one of Yuan Huan's personal disciples and the second senior brother of Ape God Martial Arts Academy. His age sat right on the eligibility line for the underage division.

Inside the master's office.

Yuan Huan sat cross-legged on the sofa and said calmly:

"If you want first place, this time will still be quite dangerous for you. Don't think that mastering Manifest Force means you can sleep peacefully. None of your opponents this time are to be underestimated."

Wang Xudong looked at the list before him and the intelligence on his opponents' strengths, his expression turning grave.

"Li Xiaoyue, Chen Xuewu, Li Bing."

According to the intelligence, all three had mastered Manifest Force just like him.

He had long known about Chen Xuewu. Like him, Chen Xuewu was a second-year student at Wuyi High School.

But unlike him, Chen Xuewu was publicly acknowledged as the strongest in fist and foot techniques in their grade.

Though his Blood Qi was evenly matched with Wang Xudong's, his close-range Baji Kung Fu was exceptionally ruthless.

Wang Xudong had suffered defeat at his hands many times. He had not expected Chen Xuewu to participate in this martial arts academy ranking tournament as well.

He had originally been full of confidence in this martial arts academy ranking tournament after having just mastered Manifest Force, but he had not expected his opponents to be equally formidable.

He told Yuan Huan about his concerns.

Rather than comforting him, Yuan Huan changed from his usual mild demeanor. His eyes flew wide as he roared:

"You're already afraid? I've painstakingly nurtured and trained you all this time, and this is how you repay me?"

"You must take first place and bring glory to our Ape God Martial Arts Academy. Do you understand?"

As Yuan Huan spoke, his eyes unconsciously drifted downward, while his hand searched through the pocket of his robe.

He had no children. The only ones close to him were his two personal disciples.

His eldest disciple was away studying at a martial arts university and had not returned, leaving only his second disciple, Wang Xudong, by his side.

It was Wang Xudong's first time seeing his master this angry. He instinctively raised his head, his face full of disbelief.

Then he lowered it again and said:

"I'll definitely do my best, Master, but I truly don't have absolute confidence in winning."

Never mind the other two—Chen Xuewu alone was enough to make him drink a whole pot of bitter tea.

Hearing his disciple say he would do his best, Yuan Huan's feigned expression eased considerably.

"Your master is not trying to force the impossible upon you. Some days ago, I snapped up a Martial Arts Grand Elixir, a Purity Jade Gourd, from the Martial Arts Association's official website."

"I've already extracted and digested most of its medicinal potency, leaving behind a small portion of its true elixir essence. Take it and absorb it as soon as possible."

With that, Yuan Huan flipped his palm and produced a miniature green gourd. Its surface was jade-green and dewy, charming to behold.

Wang Xudong looked utterly incredulous. A Purity Jade Gourd was beyond price; whenever one occasionally appeared for sale on the official website, its price was an astonishing nine figures!

"Don't overthink it. Your master is about to make a breakthrough and needs a grand elixir as a catalyst. Naturally, the remaining medicinal power should be left for my precious disciple."

Upon hearing that his master was about to break through, Wang Xudong exclaimed in delight:

"Master, you're advancing to Martial Arts Grandmaster?"

At the thought of becoming a Martial Arts Grandmaster's disciple, Wang Xudong's heart overflowed with joy, completely overlooking a few minor details.

Yuan Huan stroked his beard and smiled faintly.

"Yes. Once I digest the grand elixir's medicinal power over the next few days, do not spread word of this. Simply wait quietly for your master to succeed."

Of course he would not spread word of it. What if his eldest senior brother found out and came asking him for it?

"Take it and consume it quickly. You've only just broken through the fourth barrier, and your Blood Qi is only around 9 points."

"Take it and digest it properly. Even the residual medicinal power of a grand elixir might raise your Blood Qi by five or six points. When that happens, no one will be able to withstand even a single exchange with you!"

Wang Xudong nodded repeatedly in excitement, not knowing what to say. The hand holding the little gourd trembled uncontrollably.

Yuan Huan watched this scene, hesitated for a moment, then steeled his heart and said:

"Forget it. Take it now instead. Grand elixirs are fierce. It will be safer with your master watching over you."

Wang Xudong did not suspect a thing. He tilted his head back and swallowed the so-called grand elixir residue. After sensing it for a moment, he stood where he was and began practicing Through-the-Back Fist to digest the medicinal power.

Before long, Wang Xudong felt a small current of heat inside his body, rampaging wildly through him.

"Hiss, the medicinal power is so strong!"

"Sit cross-legged, calm your breath and focus your mind. Your master will circulate your energy for you!"

Wang Xudong obediently did as instructed. Yuan Huan placed his left palm against his back, while his right hand pulled another small black gourd from his pocket—it was unmistakably the Seed of Fear!

Wang Xudong felt the turmoil within him gradually settle, leaving behind a faintly comfortable sensation. He felt a little sleepy.

Yuan Huan gently reached out and pinched his disciple's neck.

In an instant, Wang Xudong fell asleep.

"Foolish child, where would I get the money to buy a Purity Jade Gourd?"

Mother and child were linked. The child seed within Wang Xudong was gradually suppressed, and after a moment, it fell still.