With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 3 Infinite Martial Arts Hall
Some of the top students at Yong'an Wuda University are of average or below-average academic ability; very few people with below-average academic ability can get in.

As for those with exceptional or superior physical attributes, needless to say, they have enjoyed special martial arts education since childhood, have been taught by renowned masters, and will graduate from one of the nine top-tier martial arts universities in the country, with a bright future ahead.

Not only the Great Chu, but all countries are vying to develop martial arts and attach importance to martial arts education due to the influence of the world situation.

However, martial arts resources are limited and can only be prioritized for students with outstanding talent.

If you are exceptionally talented and work exceptionally hard, the country will naturally support you to succeed; if you lack talent and are lazy and negligent, you will naturally be eliminated.

That's why Xue Na believed what her husband said.

Instead of saving money to buy a house, they took it out to gamble on Meng Chuan's future.

She could also see the other person's hard work and effort.

In the cozy little room, Meng Chuan was practicing his boxing in front of a sandbag. His basic boxing techniques were executed with perfect coordination and discipline.

After all, he has been practicing for more than ten years, and he can use any move or routine with ease, whether he is practicing forwards or backwards.

But he just couldn't break through the last 1%. Meng Chuan picked up a towel hanging on the back of the chair, wiped his face, sat on the edge of the bed to rest for a while, and then continued to practice his boxing to find an opportunity to break through the limit.

Even late into the night, Meng Chuan still hadn't broken through his limit when a knocking sound came from outside his door.

"Go to sleep early, Chuan'er. You have to go to the martial arts school tomorrow morning, don't be late."

"Auntie, you should go to bed early too. By the way, hasn't Uncle come back yet?"

"He's working overtime at the bureau tonight and won't be coming back. Get some sleep. When you leave tomorrow morning, remember to take a can of Nine Walnuts to drink on the way."

"understood."

As his aunt's footsteps faded into the distance, Meng Chuan turned off the light and lay on the bed, his mind wandering.

"I've heard that those qualified to open a martial arts school are all martial artists who have passed the ninth level of Qi and Blood barriers. I'll see if I have a chance to ask them tomorrow if they have any ideas on how to break through that final 1%."

In today's society, martial artists hold a very high status.

Because they have broken through the nine barriers of Qi and blood and entered the first major limit of the human body, both their physical constitution and mental strength are no longer human.

Before entering the first major limit, everyone is called a martial artist.

Martial artists are all striving to break through the nine Qi and Blood barriers. With each barrier they break through, their Qi and Blood become even more vigorous.

Until you break through the ninth level, you can use your abundant qi and blood to break through the shackles of your body and advance to the [First Limit] to become a martial artist.

"I don't want to think about it too much, I should go to sleep early."

The next morning, Meng Chuan, unusually, did not get up at four in the morning to practice his boxing.

Instead, he slept a little longer, not getting up until eight o'clock in the morning.

It was his first time visiting a martial arts gym, and he wanted to be in good shape.

As I was leaving, I suddenly remembered the nine walnuts my aunt had asked me to take with me, so I turned around, picked them up, closed the door, and went downstairs.

Meng Chuan took a closer look at the shoes by the door. It was already eight o'clock the next morning, and his uncle still hadn't returned from working overtime.

"It should be alright, right?"

Although my uncle was a patrolman, he was in charge of urban security.

Unlike criminal police officers, they don't have to fight against vicious criminals.

With the strength of my uncle's third bloodline, there shouldn't be any problems with normal patrols and inspections.

After going downstairs, Meng Chuan took out the small trigger from his pocket, pressed a string of numbers, and waited for the other party to answer.

"beep beep"

The call was connected.

"Is Fatty up yet?"

"Brother, it's my day off today, why are you calling me so early in the morning?" On the other end of the phone, Wang Yue, who had been woken up, was tossing and turning in bed.

"Didn't you tell me before that you practiced martial arts at the Infinite Martial Arts Academy?"

"Yeah, I still have over a hundred classes left on my card. My dad keeps recharging it for me whenever he has free time, so I can't possibly finish them all."

Would you like to try a lesson? With my VIP membership, it shouldn't be a problem.

"No need, I've already signed up for classes. I'll go to the Infinite Martial Arts Academy to practice today."

"Your uncle and aunt are really generous to you, so let's go together."

We met at the intersection; I hadn't been there for several days.

Wang Yue was quite surprised, because a single lesson at the martial arts school cost 1,000 yuan, and signing up for a few lessons would be equivalent to a month's salary for an average person.

Meng Chuan had been raised by his uncle since he was a child. He never expected that his uncle would be willing to spend a lot of money to let Meng Chuan go to a martial arts school to practice boxing.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the intersection in front of Greenland Plaza."

Meng Chuan didn't have many friends at school. If he had to name one, it would only be Fatty Wang Yue.

Wang Yue was considered a well-known second-generation rich kid in Yong'an City.

His family also strongly supports his martial arts training, providing him with an unlimited supply of various supplements and nutritional products, allowing him to eat until he is full, and there is also a dedicated family martial arts instructor who teaches him every day.

But Wang Yue was just a disappointment; in his father's words, he was simply:
"What can I do with this one only child? He's utterly hopeless!"

At Greenland Plaza, Meng Chuan and Wang Yue walked and chatted.

"Brother Chuan'er, have you had your Qi and blood tested?"

"Not yet. I heard that martial arts schools have special instruments for measuring qi and blood. I want to test myself to see if I can reach the first level of qi and blood."

“Sure, we can test it at our Infinite Martial Arts Academy anytime.”

"Brother Chuan'er, everyone says you're stupid, always practicing childish boxing, but I don't think so."

"Judging from your hard work in boxing every day, I think you will definitely become a martial artist in the future."

Meng Chuan smiled but didn't say anything. Although he didn't care about these words, the feeling of having a chubby boy supporting him was still heartwarming.

"Brother Chuan'er, I also invited Qin Mengya from the next class. She's also practicing martial arts at the Infinite Martial Arts Gym."

"Oh? You're interested in her?"

"Don't talk nonsense when Qin Mengya comes! What if she hears this and doesn't want to come with me anymore?"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, but losing weight is better than anything else. Nowadays, girls like girls with good figures."

Wang Yue scratched his head, smiled shyly, and said:
"I'm already on a diet, and I've been eating less lately."

Meng Chuan glanced at the bag of steamed buns in his hand, smiled, and said nothing.

Don't bother others, just focus on being yourself. Most of the love that blossoms in adolescence doesn't last.

None of this mattered to him; Meng Chuan only wanted to practice martial arts to break through his limits.

Greenland Plaza.

The entire three-story building on the left side of the square is the site of the Infinite Martial Arts School.

At the very top is a huge "Infinity" sign, flashing with purple-black light, making it particularly eye-catching.

Meng Chuan followed Wang Yue inside, secretly making up his mind:

"We must break through the limitations of the 'National Compulsory Basic Boxing Techniques'. If there is no opportunity, we must at least learn a couple of other skills from our teacher."

"Auntie is very meticulous. Each lesson costs a thousand yuan. If I don't make a name for myself, I won't be able to explain myself to her."

(End of this chapter)