With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 6 Be the Blazing Sun
"I just learned Xingyi stance training, but I haven't gotten the hang of it after practicing for a day."

Meng Yongzhi comforted him:

"Standing exercises are a slow and steady process; it's easy to get started but difficult to master. When I first started practicing, it took me about half a month to get the basics down."

"Chuan'er, your physical constitution is stronger than mine. If you put the skills you've learned from practicing Guoyiquan into stance training, I believe you'll be able to master it very quickly."

Meng Yongzhi has been stuck at the third level of Qi and Blood for over ten years. Since joining the police force and starting work, he hasn't practiced martial arts much.

The fourth barrier of Qi and Blood requires the ability to switch between light and dark power in the fist. It is the first small hurdle in martial arts training. Those who are not of superior physical constitution need to work hard and master the hidden power in order to break through it.

So martial arts is also a regret for Meng Zhiyong. He often fantasizes about what his life would be like now if he had focused on learning martial arts and practiced it all the time.
It might not be as good as it is now. I have inferior physique, and even if I cultivate to the sixth level of Qi and Blood, it won't be as useful as the dark blue uniform hanging on the clothes rack.

His younger brother died early. Although Meng Chuan was his nephew, Meng Zhiyong had raised him since he was a child and had long regarded him as his own son.

He had previously told his wife Xue Na that Meng Chuan could become a martial artist, but that was just to appease her. If everyone could become a martial artist, wouldn't it be like cabbages everywhere?
He simply wanted to provide Meng Chuan with more assistance in his martial arts journey; he didn't really expect Meng Chuan to become a martial artist.

But who knows? The child might work hard and be more gifted than him. Meng Yongzhi fantasized that Meng Chuan might actually be able to fulfill his dream.

"It's not too late for the first year of high school. Let's work together this time," Meng Yongzhi secretly vowed.

Meng Chuan returned to his room, glanced at the latest newspaper, and then continued practicing his standing meditation.

"Warmest congratulations on the perfect conclusion of the 26th Rivers and Lakes Tournament! Congratulations to Principal Sui of the Northern United Martial Arts University for winning the championship!"

Sui Chunqiu, a sixth-limit Heavenly King level powerhouse.

He was a pillar of the Great Chu and even the entire world, and also Meng Chuan's idol.

When I was a child, whenever I couldn't continue practicing boxing, I would either think about my past life or look at my idol, the Sui Dynasty King, for some comfort.

The path of martial arts, setting aside talent and innate ability, relies entirely on the word "struggle".

It's simply a matter of high or low ability. You have to fight your way through with your fists. If you're capable, go for it; if not, give up your resources to others.

The Tianshan Martial Arts Tournament, the Yellow River Tournament, and even the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament are all competitions where the strongest fighters fight their way up, selecting the best of the best.

What kind of hero hides in a mountain valley dreaming big dreams? If you're so capable, come out and have a contest to see who truly reigns supreme.

Meng Chuan secretly made up his mind that he would also participate in these competitions in the future, compete with all kinds of powerful figures, and fight against Tianyi.

Driven by his passion, Meng Chuan seized the opportunity to begin practicing stances.

With his mind at ease and his body moving as if it were his own, Meng Chuan's entire body structure was conforming to the Three Talents Stance.

With proper conduct and a focused mind, Meng Chuan gradually grasped the essence of the Three Powers Stance, and was about to master it.
The next morning, Meng Yongzhi got up early, which was a rare occurrence on his day off.

"Uncle, are you on duty today, Sunday? Why are you up so early?"

Meng Chuan changed his shoes at the door and continued practicing martial arts at the gym. There were still some minor details about stance training that he needed to ask Instructor Liu Ru to help him adjust.

"I'm not on duty. Let's go to the martial arts school together. I need to talk to Master Luo about something."

After thinking about it all night, Meng Yongzhi decided that he couldn't let Meng Chuan waste any more time on "Guoyiquan". He would go to the master of the martial arts school in person to talk to him about this matter and make sure that the other party would correct Meng Chuan.

In the present-day Great Chu, if one wishes to learn martial arts, a martial arts university is the only way.

The teachers, classmates, and martial arts resources within the martial arts academy are the most important assets for martial arts practitioners.

To get into a good martial arts university, Qi and blood are fundamental.

On Mount Li, outside Yong'an, lies the Northern United Martial Arts University, which occupies one of the nine top-tier martial arts universities in the country. For them, achieving the fifth level of Qi and Blood is merely the minimum requirement for admission. Meng Yongzhi doesn't aspire to any top-tier university; he'd be overjoyed if Meng Chuan could even get into the local Yong'an Martial Arts University.

Yong'an Martial Arts requires more than three levels of Qi and Blood; even practicing Guoyiquan for a lifetime will not allow one to reach the third level of Qi and Blood.

Therefore, it was necessary to have the headmaster give instructions and force Meng Chuan to learn other boxing styles. Just practicing stance training was not enough, because boxing techniques had a much stronger effect on promoting blood circulation than stance training.

To reach the third level of Qi and Blood before the high school martial arts exam, given Meng Chuan's physical constitution, he must start practicing other boxing styles now.

With limited time and a heavy workload, Meng Chuan had already wasted a lot of time on children's boxing.

After changing his shoes, Meng Yongzhi suddenly thought of something:

"Chuan'er, did you have your Qi and blood tested yesterday? Did you reach the first Qi and blood barrier?"

"I was busy practicing standing meditation yesterday and forgot. I went to get it measured today."

Greenland Plaza, inside the Infinite Martial Arts Hall.

After arriving at the martial arts school, the uncle parted ways with Meng Chuan and went directly to find the school master.

Meng Chuan looked around but couldn't find Wang Yue, and when he called Wang Yue, his phone was off.

This kid must be afraid that I'll disturb his nap, so he deliberately turned off his phone to keep him from getting into bed.

I can't miss breakfast at the martial arts school cafeteria today. After checking in, I immediately went into the cafeteria to feast. It's only 1,000 yuan a day, it's all my own money, so I might as well eat it.

Several students who had met him yesterday greeted Meng Chuan cheerfully, as they remembered how hard he had worked yesterday.

Hello, new here?

Seeing how quickly Meng Chuan ate, a tall, strong young man sat down with a plate of food.

"My name is Le Ping, a senior at Aichi Martial Arts High School, and I'm at the third level of Qi and Blood. You seem to be quite the fighter, so how about we get to know each other?"

"Meng Chuan, yesterday was his first day here. He is a first-year high school student. His Qi and Blood are probably not yet at the beginner level. We'll take his test later."

Le Ping sat opposite, eating and talking:

"Peaceful? There are quite a few legendary figures in your first year of high school. I heard there's a prodigy who has passed the third Qi and Blood Barrier, and he didn't go to Yong'an Martial Arts University's preparatory course, but insisted on studying at your school."

There was also some kind of... "Childhood Fist Master?"

Meng Chuan was helpless:

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Le Ping is a very outgoing person:
"Come on, I'll take you to get tested later. I reached the first level of Qi and Blood in my third year of junior high. Judging from your ability to cook, you should also have the strength to reach the first level."

After the meal, the two went to the blood and qi measurement room. Le Ping helped Meng Chuan put on the blood and qi sensor device and pressed the main unit button. Three long beeps sounded.

"Alright, just demonstrate your punches against the wall. While you're punching, the sensor will collect your Qi and blood data and transmit it to the main unit. Stop when you finish a set of punches."

Meng Chuan calmed down and began practicing the Guoyi Fist. Le Ping kept staring at Meng Chuan's data on the main unit's screen.

The display panel was a vertical strip of long grids, like a bamboo pole. Before Meng Chuan had even finished his boxing routine, Le Ping could see that the bottom section was almost filled with red.

(End of this chapter)