With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 415 Don't Try to Scam Master Pei, He's About to Ascend!
In that instant when his eyes darted up, Chen Xuan saw a scene he would never forget.

A gigantic palm descended from the sky, each finger as thick as a rolling pin.

A blue-purple light swirled around his dark palm, and an overbearing aura emanated from between his five fingers.

This palm strike could flatten even the finest steel into a thin sheet of paper.

At this moment, the Locking Hand completely locked Chen Xuan's head, like a large net covering him completely.

There was no way around it; Meng Chuan had to "cheat."

Chen Xuan's Phoenix Eye Fist was aimed at his head, which displeased him greatly.

Meng Chuan partially released a fist-sized, washing machine-sized hand that slapped down.

Forget about his head, he could squeeze Chen Xuan's entire body until it was covered in shit.
In that instant, Chen Xuan sensed a life-or-death crisis.

If such a terrifying hand were to grab your head, you'd probably die on the spot.

Ah!
Driven by the shadow of death, Chen Xuan's full potential was unleashed.

As the direct disciple of the first person of the Phoenix Style Sect and a martial arts prodigy certified by the state, he is by no means an ordinary person.

He tucked his head in, took a step, and pulled his legs up, as if a phoenix tail was swaying and exerting force behind him. His body sat back, as if he were a phoenix rising from the ashes.

At that critical moment, he desperately shrank back, barely managing to avoid the terrifying slap.

Zheng Chengcheng, who was standing to the side, was holding the arm that had just been holding the sword and slowly adjusting her bones. Meng Chuan did not use any force.

With some adjustments, the body, which has been in a state of limited mobility, can recover quickly.

Seeing this, he was equally tense.

If Meng Chuan had slapped his teammate to death, it would be a bit...
Well, it's also because Chen Xuanxian lacked martial ethics.
However, it's not surprising that Chen Xuan didn't know his own strength; finishing the Fire Dance Whirlwind and then following up with the Phoenix Eye Fist was the most appropriate move.

He thought about it and then just threw it out.

At this moment, Chen Xuan couldn't care less about anything else.

Although he dodged the grab, Meng Chuan's move followed immediately.

Although Meng Chuan's grip on the river was empty, he still continued to squeeze.

Bang!
The giant hand violently crushed the air, and countless streams of air exploded from the gaps between the five fingers, just like crushing a missile with bare hands. The terrifying sonic boom swept in all directions from the hand.

Within three feet, the sharp wind was like flying swords shooting wildly, and Meng Chuan actually grabbed and shattered the air with his bare hands!

Chen Xuan felt his head buzzing and his eardrums vibrating instantly. The explosive sound from the squeeze made him feel as if he had lost his hearing.

At the same time, his eyes were burning hot, and the strong wind hit them, causing them to go black instantly, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

The competition ended, and Meng Chuan advanced with an elbow strike, displaying an imposing Bajiquan stance.

Chen Xuan shot into the sky like a cannonball, flying straight into the distance.

He only used a fraction of his strength; his previous grab had already taught him a lesson.

If one uses true energy, they won't fly out; instead, they'll explode on the spot.

After all, he was Aunt Bai's apprentice; it was impossible to really kill him. We had to give him some face.

Meng Chuan fought fiercely with the two men, and the entire process ended in the blink of an eye.

On the treetop, Xu Qingfeng's phone had only recorded less than twenty seconds.

Seeing the outcome of Chen Xuanfei's departure, Xu Qingfeng nodded to himself.

"Lao Meng hasn't changed his ways; he's still just as vengeful."

After the fight just now, he had already recognized the identities of the two men.

One was a true disciple of the East Union University, and the other was Zheng Chengcheng, Meng Chuan's old rival.

Both of them were renowned prodigies of the new generation, yet they were defeated so quickly by Meng Chuan, who had not yet transformed.

All I can say is that the name Meng Chuan carries too much weight; no one else should try to piggyback on it.

"If this video were released, it would probably cause a huge uproar."

All three represent the highest level of their respective Wuhan University's younger generation.

Meng Chuan's lightning-fast defeat of two opponents was enough to declare to this era who is the true number one among his peers.

Without further ado, Xu Qingfeng felt it was his duty to help the good pigeons show off.

He first quietly uploaded the video to the campus forum, and then waited for it to gain traction.
Back at Huaqingchi, the three shook hands and made peace.

Chen Xuan belatedly realized that he had hit too hard and apologized repeatedly.

Meng Chuan waved his hand, no longer mentioning the matter.

Chen Xuan's personality is somewhat like that of a "martial arts fanatic," so it's understandable that he couldn't stop himself during a fight.

Moreover, I didn't suffer any loss myself; I taught the other party a lesson. Since that's the case, I won't dwell on this matter any further.

Coming to their senses, the team leader had already been chosen, and the three of them returned to the main topic of their discussion: the mission.

Chen Xuan was not entirely "inhuman"; he reached out and poured tea for Meng Chuan as a token of his apology.

He paused, then poured a glass for Zheng Chengcheng as well, and asked:

"Brother Meng, what do you think are the difficulties in this mission?"

Chen Xuan himself felt that one reason was the strength of the head of the Divine Martial Arts School.

A seasoned fifth-stage Ascensionist, he possesses the source of the "Lu Zu Statue," the purpose of which is unknown.

In addition, the methods of the demonic path are unpredictable, and if one is not careful, there is a real possibility of capsizing in a ditch.

Zheng Chengcheng, standing to the side, didn't think much of it.

He felt that even if the three of them were to undergo six levels of sublimation, they would be able to become demonic disciples comparable to martial arts masters, and he would dare to do it.
Meng Chuan thought for a moment and said:

"Pei Shan's strength on paper is nothing to fear. What I'm worried about is that this bastard might use some evil magic to cause trouble."

I'll take action then and try to finish him off in one fell swoop to avoid any further complications.

"You two don't need to assist from the sidelines. Your task is to infiltrate his office and other key areas to obtain the mission objective: the source of the Lu Zu statue." Meng Chuan wasn't sure if Pei Shan would carry this item with him.

The mission description states that this object is a statue resembling Lu Zu, about the height of a forearm, with an eerie feel.

It can collect the incense and faith transmitted from other statues of Lu Zu.

Meng Chuan felt that carrying it on his body might be inconvenient.

Most likely, Pei Shan has hidden them away; they need to be found.

If there are accomplices waiting in the shadows, those two will come in handy if Pei Shan is moved after something happens.

Time flies by.

The next morning at 10:00 AM, Fucheng Police Station.

Inside the meeting room, the local sheriff sized up the three teenagers and nodded to himself.

He is also a second-level master. As a small city, Fucheng will not be equipped with the third-level master police force like Yong'an.

Although the three men were not displaying any imposing aura, he could still sense the confidence emanating from within them.

"Greetings, leaders. May I ask how the Fucheng Police Station is required to cooperate during the specific mission?"

The three were tasked with carrying out a "national mission," and their identities were high-ranking officials of the Great Chu Dynasty, known as "Shangguan."

Therefore, the police chief of Fucheng dared not look down on them because of their young age, and naturally addressed them as "leader".

Chen Xuan and Zheng Chengcheng both turned their gazes toward Meng Chuan.

He's the captain; he's in charge of making the arrangements.

Meng Chuan pondered for a moment and said:
"Set up a perimeter around the Divine Martial Arts School to prevent the demonic cultivators from escaping, and strive to capture them all in one fell swoop."

"understood."

Police Chief Fu Cheng nodded, indicating that he would fully cooperate.

This "leader" seems to know his stuff.
He spoke police terminology fluently and knowledgeably.

Little did he know, Meng Chuan had dealt with the police station so many times that he had long since learned these tricks.

I will be the main force in this mission; the others can just provide support.

He didn't trust anyone else to face Pei Shan; he had to do it himself.

Shen Da Martial Arts School.

The martial arts gym was even more lively than usual.

Today is the "examination day" for the Shen Da Martial Arts School.

Pei Shan is currently riding high, having gathered so much faith power. Lord Li Xiao is satisfied, and the Mountain God Lord is even more satisfied.

He sat at the head of the hall, a kind smile on his face, waving to the parents below.

While sipping tea, I watched as many children practiced boxing in the martial arts arena.

"I wonder when I will be chosen to enter the divine realm."

He kept an eye on the situation inside the arena, lost in thought.

This has been Pei Shan's belief and goal ever since he joined the Temple of Summoning Gods.

Martial arts have their limits; everyone dies sooner or later, even the Heavenly King and the Great Sage.

However, there are no limits to the divine path. As long as one can please the Lord of the Mountain Range, one can live forever and enjoy eternal bliss.

Coming to his senses, he stared at the children in the audience, his expression growing increasingly satisfied.

These kids all had expressions like they were on steroids.

Despite his young age, he was full of energy, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

The parents watching their children practice martial arts exclaimed in admiration, "Wow, they've really made something of themselves!"

The Shen Da Martial Arts School is renowned for its "divine possession" and divine fighting techniques.

The way the children are behaving is a clear sign of their progress in martial arts, no doubt about it!
Pei Shan nodded repeatedly, occasionally pointing out the children's movements, feeling quite pleased with himself.

"These are all talented people from my Temple of Summoning Gods!"

Now that our mental energy is fully nourished, we'll have enough strength to reap the rewards later!

Moreover, Pei Shan thought he was too smart, a real genius.

In two more months, when the crops have grown, I'll swing my sickle in front of these parents.
After you've had your fun, kill them all!
The "god" of ordinary people is weak, so they have to be manipulated like this in order to maximize its potential and dedicate it to the great God!

"At that time, I will be able to obtain a large wave of emotional power, and who else but me can ascend to the divine kingdom!"

As Pei Shan pondered, a surge of heroic spirit suddenly welled up within him.

For these "gods," being chosen to enter God's kingdom and serve at God's side is their greatest wish in life.

Meanwhile, Meng Chuanzheng was mingling among the parents in the audience.

His body underwent 60% muscle compression from the [Flower of Flesh], which Pei Shan naturally couldn't perceive.

In addition, her face was styled by a professional makeup artist from the local police station.

He looked almost 20 years older than him, and his muscles had been toned down, so Pei Shan couldn't recognize him.

He was waiting for an opportunity to strike, an opportunity to kill with a single blow!

While sensing Pei Shan's presence, Meng Chuan was also observing the children and teenagers practicing boxing on the field.

These children were all bright-eyed, with rosy cheeks, and their bodies were as restless as if they had springs pressed.

At the same time, his "Aura Observation" technique detected the aura of evil magic on them.

"Their [god] was artificially elevated by Pei Shan using some unknown demonic method, like pulling up seedlings to help them grow."

It is clearly mismatched with the magnetic field manifested externally by the body, as if the mental energy was grabbed by the neck and lifted up instantly by an invisible hand, growing much longer.

(End of this chapter)