pappabearbooks Chapter 450 - 415: Don’t Try to Ride My Coattails—Master Pei Is About to Ascend!
Chapter 450 - 415: Don’t Try to Ride My Coattails—Master Pei Is About to Ascend!
In an instant, Chen Xuan looked up and witnessed a scene he would never forget.A colossal palm descended from above, with fingers as thick as rolling pins.
The palm, surrounded by blue and purple light, emitted a domineering aura between the fingers.
This palm would flatten even tempered steel into thin paper.
At this moment, the Lock Jiang Hand completely enveloped Chen Xuan’s head, like a large net covering all.
No way, Meng Chuan had "cheated".
Chen Xuan’s recent Phoenix Eye Punch was aiming for his head, which displeased him.
Meng Chuan partially unleashed his fist, his palm as large as a washing machine descended.
Never mind the head, he could crush Chen Xuan into dust...
In this instant, Chen Xuan sensed a mortal danger.
Being grabbed by such a terrifying hand could mean instant death.
Ah!
Under the shadow of death, Chen Xuan’s full potential was activated.
As the direct disciple of the Phoenix Fist School’s first person and a nationally recognized martial arts prodigy, he was not ordinary.
He shrank his head, took steps, and abruptly thrust his leg, like a phoenix reborn, his form drew back.
At the critical moment, he desperately ducked his body to narrowly evade the terrifying palm.
Beside him, Zheng Chengcheng held the arm he recently swung a sword with, gently adjusting his bones; Meng Chuan hadn’t used excessive force.
After adjustment, his body at the Two Limits would soon recover.
Seeing this, his Heart Spirit was equally tense to the extreme.
If Meng Chuan slapped a teammate to death, it would be...
Alright, but Chen Xuan was the one who first lacked martial ethics...
However, it wasn’t entirely Chen Xuan’s fault; Fire Dance Whirlwind followed by Phoenix Eye Punch was the most suitable.
He thought it in his heart and executed the strike.
At this moment, Chen Xuan couldn’t care about anything else.
Though he evaded the grasp, Meng Chuan’s actions quickly followed.
Though Meng Chuan’s Lock Jiang Hand grabbed empty air, he still continued pressing downward.
Bang!
The giant palm forcefully exploded the air, countless streams burst between the fingers, akin to crushing a missile by hand, terrifying sound blasts spreading in all directions.
Within three feet, sharp winds akin to flying swords scattered wildly, Meng Chuan had caught and exploded the air with bare hands!
Chen Xuan felt his head buzz, his eardrums instantly vibrating, the air burst’s force causing him to momentarily lose hearing.
Simultaneously, his eyes burned as the winds swept over, blackening his vision, tears streaming uncontrollably.
The duel ended, Meng Chuan advanced, elbowing fiercely, presenting the power of the Eight Extremes.
Chen Xuan flew into the sky like a cannonball, directly towards the distance.
He merely used a bit of Ming Strength; the earlier grab was lesson enough.
If using True Qi, he wouldn’t fly but explode in place.
After all, being Aunt Bai’s disciple, he couldn’t truly be killed—some face had to be given.
Meng Chuan’s fierce battle with the two ended in a flash.
On the treetop, Xu Qingfeng’s phone recorded barely twenty seconds.
Seeing Chen Xuan flying away, Xu Qingfeng nodded silently.
"Meng still doesn’t change his nature, just as vengeful..."
After the bout, he had recognized both identities.
One is an Eastern United University true transmission, the other Meng Chuan’s old rival Zheng Chengcheng.
Both are renowned new generation prodigies, unexpectedly defeated swiftly by the untransformed Meng Chuan.
It could only be said that the name Meng Chuan carries high weight—others shouldn’t attempt to compare.
"If this video gets out, it might cause an uproar..."
The three represent their respective Martial Arts Universities, the youth’s pinnacle level.
Meng Chuan’s swift defeat of two was enough to declare to this era who truly is the peerless number one.
No more words, helping brothers flex is Xu Qingfeng’s undeniable duty.
He first silently uploaded the video to the campus forum, then quietly awaited its fermentation...
...
Back at Huaqing Pool, the three shook hands and reconciled.
Chen Xuan realized belatedly, his prior strike was heavy, apologized repeatedly.
Meng Chuan waved it off, refusing to dwell on the matter.
Chen Xuan’s character naturally embodies a "martial fanatic", unable to restrain in duels was understandable.
Moreover, he didn’t suffer losses, having suitably taught a lesson, thus choosing not to entangle in the issue.
Reviving his thoughts, the captain was selected, the trio’s discussion returned to focus, speaking of the mission ahead.
Chen Xuan wasn’t entirely "out of touch", he poured tea for Meng Chuan as an apology gesture.
After a pause, he poured a cup for Zheng Chengcheng too, then asked:
"Brother Meng, where do you think the difficulty of this mission lies?"
Chen Xuan thought, one aspect is the Divine Strike Martial Hall’s head’s personal strength.
A seasoned five-time ascending individual, holding the original "Lv Zu Statue" of unknown purpose.
Plus, Demon Path methods are bizarre, a slight oversight could lead to unexpected disaster.
Zheng Chengcheng beside didn’t think much.
He felt, with the three together, even a six-time ascension resembling a Martial Arts Master’s demon disciple could be tackled...
Meng Chuan pondered, saying:
"Pei Shan’s strength on paper isn’t fearsome; the worry is if he uses some wicked magic.
I’ll take charge then, aiming to finish him in one blow to avoid complications.
"You two do not need to assist from the side, just be responsible for infiltrating his office and a series of core areas to obtain the mission target this time, the source of the Lv Zu statue."
Meng Chuan was unsure whether Pei Shan would carry this item with him.
The mission states that it is a statue of Lv Zu, with the height of a forearm, emanating a sinister touch.
It can collect the faith offerings coming from other Lv Zu statues.
Meng Chuan thought it might be inconvenient to carry on oneself.
It was likely hidden by Pei Shan, requiring a search.
In case any accomplices were waiting in the dark to transfer it after Pei Shan had an accident, those two would be useful.
...
Time flew by.
The next morning at ten o’clock, at Fucheng Police Station.
In the conference room, the local police chief scrutinized the three young men, nodding silently.
He was also a Two-Limit Master; as a small town, Fucheng would not be equipped like Yong’an with Three-Limit Master police forces.
Although the momentum of the three was restrained, he could feel the confidence emanating from within.
"Greetings to the three leaders, may I ask how Fucheng Police Station can assist during the specific mission process?"
Executing a "National Mission", the three held the status of high-level officials in Great Chu, "superiors".
Therefore, the Fucheng police chief dared not underestimate their youth, naturally referring to them as leaders.
Chen Xuan and Zheng Chengcheng both looked at Meng Chuan simultaneously.
He was the team leader, to be arranged by him.
Meng Chuan pondered:
"Deploy control around the Shen Da Martial Arts School to prevent Demon Path personnel from escaping, strive to make a comprehensive capture, and then..."
"Understood."
The Fucheng police chief nodded, indicating his full cooperation.
It seems this "leader" is quite knowledgeable...
His use of police terminology was on point.
Little did he know that Meng Chuan had dealt with the police station many times and had long learned these things.
The main force of this mission is still himself, the other personnel should play a supportive role.
Letting someone else face Pei Shan, he wasn’t reassured, he had to do it himself.
...
Shen Da Martial Arts School.
Inside the martial arts school, it was even livelier than usual.
Because today was the "Assessment Day" at Shen Da Martial Arts School.
Pei Shan had been in high spirits recently, having collected so much faith power, Lord Li Xiao was satisfied, and even the Mountain Divine Master was more satisfied.
He sat in the main seat of the hall, his face smiling kindly, waving to the parents below.
While sipping tea, watching the children practicing boxing in the Martial Arts Dojo.
"I wonder when I will be chosen to enter the Divine Kingdom..."
As he watched the situation in the hall, he pondered in his heart.
This had been Pei Shan’s goal since joining the Divine Summoning Hall.
Martial Arts has its limits; people will die sooner or later, even Celestial Kings and Great Saints.
Whereas the divine path has no limits, as long as one can win the favor of the Mountain Divine Master, one can achieve eternal life, perpetual joy.
Regaining his senses, he looked at the children below, his expression becoming increasingly satisfied.
These children, each one looked as if they were energized like on adrenaline.
Despite their young age, they were spiritedly excited, as if they had inexhaustible strength.
The parents watching their children perform martial arts were also exclaiming in admiration, indeed achieving something!
Shen Da Martial Arts School was famous for "divine possession" and the divine strike technique.
The children’s appearance was precisely a manifestation of Martial Arts progress, no problem!
Pei Shan nodded repeatedly, occasionally correcting the children’s movements, inwardly feeling proud:
"These are the talents of our Divine Summoning Hall... No, geniuses indeed!
Now that their Spiritual Power is fed, harvesting them in the future will be powerful enough!"
Moreover, Pei Shan felt he was too clever, truly a genius.
When the crops in the field grow for another two months, then waving the sickle in front of these parents...
Stimulate them and then kill them all!
Ordinary people’s "gods" are weak, they must be manipulated like this to be fully stimulated and dedicated to the great Divine Master!
"Then, I can get a big wave of emotional power again, who else would it be to ascend to the Divine Kingdom!"
As Pei Shan thought of this, a surge of boldness arose in his heart.
For these "divine followers", being chosen to enter the Divine Kingdom, serving beside the deity, was the greatest lifetime desire.
...
Meanwhile, Meng Chuan was mingling among the parents in the audience.
His body had undergone 60% muscle compression by the "Flesh Flower", naturally undetectable by Pei Shan.
Plus his face, done by a professional make-up artist from the local police department.
He appeared nearly 20 years older on the surface, muscles restrained, unrecognizable by Pei Shan.
He was waiting for an opportunity to strike, an opportunity to deliver a deadly blow!
While his perception vaguely locked onto Pei Shan, Meng Chuan was also observing the children and teenagers practicing boxing on the stage.
These children, each with bright eyes, rosy cheeks, full of restless energy like pressing a spring.
At the same time, his "Qi Observation Skill" also detected, on them, the aura belonging to evil arts.
"Their ’gods’ were elevated by Pei Shan using some unknown Demon Path techniques, like forceful growth..."
The evident misalignment with the external display of their flesh, just like Spiritual Power being pinched by an invisible hand, suddenly lifting them up, growing significantly.