With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 22 A Name That Will Be Remembered
Luo Guanyun broke the silence:
"How's Lao Bai doing? Not bad, right?"

The tall, thin man nodded in agreement:

"Indeed, he is young but has the demeanor of a great man."

Luo Guanyun introduced Meng Chuan as follows:
"This is Bai Junfeng, the vice president of the Yong'an branch of the Martial Arts Association, also my classmate and good friend from university."

"You can just call him Senior Bai. He's currently in charge of the martial arts optimization and rating review process at the Martial Arts Association."
"We're all on the same side, so you don't need to worry about anything else. Just focus on showcasing your National Righteousness Boxing skills."

Luo Guanyun's words carried an undeniable air of authority, which reassured Meng Chuan considerably.

"Greetings, Senior Bai."

Meng Chuan greeted him.

Bai Junfeng nodded in acknowledgment, and then spoke:
“Meng Chuan, you don’t need to call me senior, it makes it seem too formal. I’m good friends with your Master Luo, just call me Uncle Bai.”

"I heard from Luo Guanyun that you have broken through the perfect realm of Guoyiquan, so I specially took the time to come from out of town to verify it. If it is true, I can assure you now that you will receive all the rewards from the martial arts talent incentive mechanism."

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan remained calm and did not get too excited.

"Okay, Uncle Bai, I'll do my best."

He knew that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. If Senior Bai did not think that his Breakthrough Level National Righteous Fist was an optimized and upgraded version, then no matter how generous the reward was, it would be useless.

How long have you been practicing Guoyiquan?

"It started when I was four years old, and it has been more than twelve years now."

"How long do you practice on average each day?"

"I'm not entirely sure about the exact time, but it should be around eight hours."

Bai Junfeng nodded.

As a child, he was physically weak and unable to practice martial arts for long periods of time. Under such circumstances, he was able to practice for more than eight hours on average. If the other party is not lying, it is enough to prove his strong perseverance.

He continued to ask:

How did you achieve perfection?

"Encountering a celestial demon, he had an epiphany at the critical moment of life and death."

Bai Junfeng would record every answer Meng Chuan gave, and this information would serve as strong evidence for whether Meng Chuan could be selected as the compiler of the new edition of Guoyiquan.

Half an hour later, Bai Junfeng had finished asking all the questions he needed to ask, and Meng Chuan answered according to the actual situation, answering everything he knew except for the Martial Arts Limit Break panel.

Finally, Bai Junfeng closed his notebook and stood up:
"Come on, attack me with your new version of Guoyi Fist. Show me your full strength, and I will suppress my power and use Guoyi Fist in return."

"Okay, Uncle Bai."

Meng Chuan knew that it was impossible to prove it with just words; they had to actually fight it out.

Standing up, Meng Chuan bowed to the other party, showing proper etiquette.

"Please give me your guidance, Uncle Bai."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Chuan's eyes sharpened, and he clenched his fists and took a firm stance.

Guoyiquan is his pride, and he firmly believes that no one understands Guoyiquan better than himself, not even martial arts experts.

"I'm going, Uncle Bai."

Guoyiquan has a total of sixteen moves. Meng Chuan began his demonstration with the first move, stepping forward with his left foot and throwing a straight punch. In Bai Junfeng's view, Meng Chuan's speed was as slow as an ant crawling. His sharp, eagle-like eyes analyzed Meng Chuan's movements:

"Power comes from the waist, palms facing down, left fist retracted to the waist, foot in a left bow stance, good, very standard."

Bai Junfeng stretched out his right hand and pushed forward, easily catching Meng Chuan's fist like a spider web. The moment the fist struck his palm, Bai Junfeng received feedback.

"There is a cutting force, and the fist accelerates at the moment it is about to hit, and the speed is obviously several times faster at that moment."

"The way it exerts force is different from the traditional Guoyiquan, which is indeed an innovative idea. Let's continue to see."

"Okay, very good."

"Yes, the way this force is applied is very clever; it's a good idea."

After demonstrating all sixteen moves, Meng Chuan added four new moves he had developed. Bai Junfeng's repeated praise made him feel confident that the game was now in the bag.

After testing himself, Bai Junfeng sat back down and took out his notebook to write something down, while Meng Chuan stood aside patiently waiting.

Luo Guanyun invited him to sit down first:
"Please sit down. Xiao Meng, your boxing is definitely different from the other day. You've improved a lot. I think you're definitely good."

Bai Junfeng had finished recording and began by saying:

"Old Luo, your words are useless; further testing is needed."

"However, it is indeed significantly different from and an improvement over traditional Guoyiquan. Next, Xiao Meng, you need to spend half an hour each day coming to the Martial Arts Association to cooperate with some adaptation training."

As you know, Guoyiquan is a national-level martial art; if it's difficult to learn, then you're bound to fail.

Meng Chuan nodded to indicate that he understood. He had looked up all the things Senior Bai mentioned online. The difficulty of the optimized martial arts could not exceed that of the original version by too much, unless the power was greatly improved.

Bai Junfeng continued:

"The addition of four new moves to the boxing style enhances its diversity; the new techniques for power generation and the body's power-generating points optimize the practicality of the techniques."

"In conclusion, I believe it can be included in the shortlist for discussion."

Luo Guanyun applauded to express his congratulations.

"it is good!"

Meng Chuan didn't understand what this meant, so Bai Junfeng explained:

“For martial arts techniques that are meant to be widely adopted, countless people submit applications to improve them every day, feeling that their researched techniques are much stronger than before, but in the end, they almost always fail.”

"In order to conserve expert resources, only after being included in the candidate discussion list will a corresponding national martial arts assessment team fly over by special plane to conduct a comprehensive assessment."

Bai Junfeng took a sip of tea and continued:
"If your new version of Guoyi Quan is deemed an effective optimization by more than half of the evaluation team, then congratulations! The million-dollar prize is nothing; it's just an appetizer."

Most importantly, you will go down in history!
From then on, all four-year-old children in the Great Chu Kingdom would know this when they first came into contact with the [National Compulsory Basic Boxing Techniques].

The compiler in the bottom right corner is named Meng Chuan. Every teacher who teaches you this new style will immediately adapt it for you!

After hearing what the other party said, even Meng Chuan, with his mature mindset, couldn't help but feel his blood boil.

For martial artists, besides surpassing their own limits and challenging higher peaks, the pursuit is nothing more than fame and fortune. Only by converting fame and fortune into resources to nourish the martial arts can the path of martial arts go further.

This era is no longer one where good wine needs no bush. If you have the ability, you should show it off to gain more resources and help yourself improve.

"Understood, Uncle Bai. Is there anything else I need to do? I will cooperate fully!"

(End of this chapter)