With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 28 Receive the Award
Fang Jianxing had just reached the door when, as if suddenly remembering something, he abruptly turned his head back:

"By the way, Xiao Meng, let's exchange contact information. I'm looking for a martial arts gym to train at. Do you have any good recommendations?"

Meng Chuan took out his phone and left Fang Jianxing's contact information:

"No problem, Brother Fang. The Wuxian Martial Arts Academy I work at is pretty good. They teach very well. If you want to learn boxing or exercise, this is definitely the place for you."

Of course, Meng Chuan had to promote his master's work.

"Infinite Martial Arts School. Okay, I've got it. Sigh, I'm usually too busy with work and don't have time to exercise. I only found out when I went to the hospital for a checkup recently that all my data were below standard. That's why I'm trying to fix this now."

Meng Chuan encouraged him:
"Brother Fang, you're still young, you should start exercising more. It's never too late to start exercising."

Fang Jianxing replied with a smile:

"You're right, Teacher Meng. We'll listen to you."

"If you experience any psychological stress later, whether it's from daily life or martial arts training, you can come to me for relief. I have a PhD in psychology from Princeton University abroad and am also a professionally certified psychological counselor in China. You teach me martial arts, and I'll help you relieve stress, how about that?"

Meng Chuan hadn't expected that Director Fang was such a multi-talented individual, capable of conducting scientific research while also understanding psychology.

"No problem, Brother Fang. You can come to me with any questions you have about learning martial arts."

"It's settled then, goodbye."

Meng Chuan escorted him all the way downstairs. After seeing Director Fang get into his car, he waved goodbye to him and then turned around and went back upstairs.

As Meng Chuan walked down the corridor, he felt something was off, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure it out.

As he reached the door, Meng Chuancai suddenly realized:

"This Director Fang seems a bit too enthusiastic. Even though it's our first time meeting, he's acting like we're old friends."

"Maybe that's just their outgoing personality, don't overthink it."

Meng Chuan abandoned unrealistic speculations.

Uncle Meng Yongzhi walked in from outside at this moment:
"Let's go, Chuan'er. Once we collect the bonus from Chief Long's office, we can head back."

Meng Chuan asked in confusion:
"Just take it and leave? Aren't you supposed to cooperate with some promotion?"

Meng Yongzhi patiently explained:
“Considering that you are still a minor and it is not appropriate for you to be interviewed, and that your uncle knows you and that you don’t like doing these things, he specifically went to talk to them about it, and they agreed.”

Meng Chuan was surprised to find that his uncle had considered things quite thoroughly, which warmed his heart.

Inside the sheriff's office.

Long Jiu transferred 300,000 yuan directly to Meng Chuan's citizen identity card.

An identity card is an identification document issued to every citizen of the Great Chu at the time of birth, along with their birth certificate.

Each citizen can only have one identity card to prove their citizenship in the Great Chu Kingdom. If lost, the card can be cancelled and replaced at any time.

The citizen identity card also has functions similar to a bank card in Meng Chuan's previous life, allowing for savings, transfers, and payments. It's very easy to use; just tap it.

"Two hundred thousand in special bonus, plus one hundred thousand for my personal thanks, totaling three hundred thousand. Xiao Meng, please check your account."

With a "ding," Meng Chuan picked up his phone and found that the transfer had arrived.

[Received a special exorcism reward of 20 yuan from the Qindu Branch]

[Received a transfer of 100,000 yuan from citizen Long Jiu] Meng Chuan is preparing to transfer the 100,000 yuan back to Chief Long.

“Chief Long, I can’t accept this 100,000. If you hadn’t notified Master Luo to come and save me, I definitely wouldn’t have made it.”

Long Jiu waved his hand:

"Take it if I give it to you, I don't need this 100,000."

The two tugged at each other several more times, and Meng Chuan finally gave up when he saw that Long Jiu was getting a little impatient.

On the way back, Meng Chuan thought that he didn't need the money for the time being, so he decided to transfer the 30 yuan to his uncle to help with household expenses.

"Keep it, use it sparingly and don't waste money. Master Luo has been so good to you, and he even saved you. Show him some respect."

Knowing his uncle's temper—he was just as stubborn as him when he got worked up—Meng Chuan didn't bring it up again. Anyway, the money wasn't of any use for the time being, so he just kept it with him for safekeeping.

December 30th, the New Year is approaching.

Although it was Saturday, a day off from school, Meng Chuan still got up before dawn. Getting up early every day to practice martial arts had become an instinctive habit for Meng Chuan.

Today he found a great place to practice his boxing: the rooftop.

While sweating profusely in the morning sun, Meng Chuan stood on the rooftop overlooking the distant land. He couldn't explain why, but he felt that practicing boxing on the rooftop was more enjoyable than at home.

The proficiency level on the Martial Arts Limit Break panel kept increasing, providing timely feedback and proving that his idea was indeed correct.

On the rooftop, Meng Chuan hunched over, swaying like an old boxer, silently pondering the key points taught by Master Luo.

Once the opportunity is found, immediately step forward with your left foot, make a fist with your right hand at eyebrow height, and raise your left fist and right elbow to chest level. This is called "elbow strike".

Immediately afterwards, he twisted his waist, stepped forward with his left foot, turned his right arm outward and hooked it back, clenched it tightly, twisted it outward and pulled it back above his right ear, with his palm facing forward, his wrist folded, his body and hips sinking down to generate power, and his left fist thrust out straight out.

He unleashed his final punch towards the rising sun, creating six loud bangs in the air, and exuded a terrifying aura unlike anything he had ever shown before.

Paoquan (Cannon Fist) emphasizes killing and combat, with a smooth cannon stance, explosive power, and a powerful momentum. It is considered the highest level of the third-rate boxing style in the Xingyi school.

It is not surprising that Meng Chuanyou has such momentum. With today's burst of inspiration, coupled with the blessing of the "One Certificate for Eternity", his Cannon Fist has now reached a high level of mastery, with six shots in one cannon.

[Cannon Fist: Proficiency (88%) → Mastery (1%) Awaiting Limit Break]

[Limit Break Trait: Critical Strike (Basic)]

"Cannon Fist Mastery!"

Master Luo once said that even for those with average or above-average physical constitution, practicing third-rate boxing techniques when their Qi and blood are in the lower three gates would require at least several months to a year of practice to progress from beginner to master.

Only those with exceptional comprehension and those with superior innate talent can progress at the same speed as oneself.

When one's martial arts strength is strong enough and one has mastered enough techniques, due to experience in practicing martial arts and physical strength, even those with poor physique can cultivate martial arts at a speed far exceeding those with high talent in the lower three levels of Qi and Blood.

Because the path of martial arts is the path of unifying a martial artist's blood, spirit, and skills.

For example, when a martial artist has sufficient qi, blood, and spirit, mastering ordinary martial arts techniques becomes effortless.

Once you reach this level, practicing these martial arts techniques is a waste of time. Not only are they far less powerful than true skills, but they also don't stimulate your blood and qi, just like when Meng Chuan practiced Guoyiquan.

(End of this chapter)