With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal
Chapter 106 - 102: The Double-Standard Person, The Great Battle of Demon Nest

Chapter 106: Chapter 102: The Double-Standard Person, The Great Battle of Demon Nest

After three rounds of food, Zong Ping looked at Meng Chuan with a serious expression and said:

"Brother Chuan, you must be extra careful in the joint exam in October. The second-year seniors from our school will also participate."

Pausing for a moment, Zong Ping continued to reveal:

"I heard that several people in Class One have their Qi Blood suspected of reaching the Seventh Stage of Transformed Strength.

The preparatory classes are all saying that one of the rewards for this joint exam’s champion is extra points for the Northern United University’s martial arts exam.

Because of this, they’re all participating in this 24-school joint exam, all wanting to compete for the extra points opportunity to enter the Grandmaster Class."

Chen Xuewu, also a professional Martial Arts School student, couldn’t help but sigh upon hearing this:

"Alas, this championship has nothing to do with us; once the Seventh Stage of Transformed Strength makes a move, who can compete?"

But Wang Yue, feeling indignant for Meng Chuan, immediately retorted:

"That’s not necessarily true! There are still about four months until the joint exam. If Brother Chuan can enhance his Qi Blood a bit more, his combat ability won’t lose to them!"

Zong Ping knew that Meng Chuan practiced two techniques of Hard Skills. At this moment, looking at Meng Chuan’s two Vajra Arms, Zong Ping was momentarily at a loss for words to rebut.

Sister Ru, listening to their conversation with a smile on the surface, was actually a bit anxious inside.

"Why do these brats talk so much?"

After chatting for a while longer and seeing that it was getting late, Meng Chuan finally paid the bill and left.

...

Under the streetlights, Meng Chuan walked shoulder to shoulder with Sister Ru.

At this time, his mind was no longer filled with any evil thoughts; a pure heart for martial arts could resist everything.

"Sister Ru, let’s take the tram up ahead."

"Alright, then let’s walk a bit more to the next stop."

By the riverside.

All was silent, and suddenly Sister Ru reached out, trying to grab Meng Chuan.

Her movement carried a hint of urgency, as if she had something important to confide.

Instinctively, Meng Chuan withdrew his hand to dodge, full of doubt in his eyes.

He didn’t understand what this sudden move by Sister Ru meant.

Sister Ru bit her lip and mustered the courage to say:

"Meng Chuan, you should know what I mean."

Meng Chuan was stunned upon hearing this.

There was a flash of complex emotion in his eyes—surprise, confusion, and mostly helplessness.

Sister Ru slowly closed her eyes, as if waiting for something.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face was filled with tension and anticipation.

Inside her mind, Sister Ru’s heart was like dead ashes!

By the real riverside, venom glared greedily!

Meng Chuan stood quietly in front of her, as if even the wind had stilled at that moment, plunging the whole world into a peculiar silence.

At the same time, Meng Chuan’s heart was not calm.

"Hurry up, a bit closer, and I’ll devour you!"

It turned out that to prevent Meng Chuan from opening the protective suit, venom went to great lengths.

As the seconds ticked by, Meng Chuan made no follow-up moves.

Sister Ru slowly opened her eyes. Her innocent pupils quietly gazed at Meng Chuan, full of expectation.

Meng Chuan looked at Sister Ru expressionlessly and asked:

"Sister Ru, what are you expecting?"

His voice was deep and calm.

Power congealed in the air, and as his voice and fist erupted simultaneously, the booming explosion fired like a heavy cannon.

"Bang!"

Sister Ru’s chest caved instantly, and she was knocked into the weeds.

After struggling to get up, a black hole-like devouring vortex began to slowly heal at the wound site.

"Celestial Demon!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Sister Ru’s frantic laughter scattered the weeds by the riverside, her body arching bizarrely with her back forming countless steel-whip-like dark tentacles:

"Meng Chuan, your taste is unique, and I like it too, hissing."

With that, like a ghostly black shadow, she pounced from the air, flinging out countless tendrils from her back, using the combat skills of her original body to fiercely kill Meng Chuan!

Under the moonlight, the wriggling black liquid on Sister Ru’s neck gradually covered her entire head, and her huge white eyes exuded a rampant intensity.

Her outstretched right hand swelled suddenly, tripling in size as the pitch-like tendrils along with the back tentacles fiercely coiled around Meng Chuan’s elbow joint.

"Boom!"

The protective suit and steel bones activated simultaneously, Meng Chuan’s fists turning thick black as the tendrils exploded in corroding green smoke upon touching the [Steel Bones].

In an instant, unmatched combat intuition made him react quickly. Meng Chuan spun, striking with his elbow to shake off the tendrils, while his feet erupted into Inch Step waves.

In a brief moment, less than a second, countless fists imprinted themselves on the venom’s surface, blooming into dancing black lines, with pitch-like mucus splattering in mid-air.

Each punch contained the Bone Penetration of the Luo family’s Dark Strength, directly impacting the venom’s brain along the tendrils.

The tentacles behind it drove it to roll erratically, as explosive Fist Strength oppressed its body, flattening large swathes of weeds.

Once up, its chest seemed to bear countless small holes, but the openings were instantly filled with mucus, healing as before.

It shook its massive head, yet with tenderness in its eyes, it said:

"Why were you concealing your skills before, don’t you TRUST Sister Ru?"

The pitch increased with each word, and with the last word, the venom’s roar overshadowed the rushing sound of its charging body.

A row of streetlights burst one after another under the pressure of its high-pitched shriek.

"Clang!"

The top center elbow strike of Bajiquan deflected two tentacles like steel whips, allowing Meng Chuan to lower his body and advance.

The moment the steel-bone glove crushed the fifth tentacle, killing intent erupted at the tip of his fist, forming a conical invisible air swirl, viciously piercing the opponent’s chest cavity along the punch’s path.

With willpower being Celestial Demon’s greatest nemesis, the killing intent followed the guide, rushing in to destroy everything in sight, as Meng Chuan observed.