Chapter 1114: Chapter 686: Limit Breaking Palace, Commanding the Arena, Eternal Martial Arts Will!
He finally understood what his senior brother meant just now...
The seat of the Overlord.
At this moment, the sixth seat once again gave rise to a strange phenomenon.
The back of the Black Obsidian Throne resembled a curtain of rain in the night. As Meng Chuan sat down again, it was as if an invisible demonic dragon leapt into the air, creating storms in the rain.
The demonic dragon sinuously roamed the vast sky, voraciously devouring the energy that came from the void.
Unseen, its body expanded further, falling around Meng Chuan as his invisible aura expanded once more.
Meng Chuan’s Martial Arts fortune, Martial Arts Momentum.
Once again rose!
What a terrifying power...
The charming woman sitting beside him secretly nodded.
Even Dragon Ying had to admit, this younger brother was really capable of fighting.
If he were at four limits, even she couldn’t handle it...
At this moment, many gazes fell on him, causing an itch as if needles were pricking him.
Meng Chuan unfolded an invisible aura magnetic field, isolating everything, introspecting himself.
A large amount of proficiency refresh notifications swept past him as he glanced quickly and directly checked the results.
[Nine Palace Tai Chi Strength: Perfection (99%) → Limit Breaking]
[Acquired Limit Breaking Trait: Heart of the Palace Guard (Intermediate)]
This Wudang Fist, which emphasized the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Step, progressed smoothly once he started practicing the True Martial Demon Subjugating Nine Styles, occasionally incorporating practice.
Just after an ’intense battle’ of ten minutes with Lu Xiaoyao, the last 3% of proficiency was completed, and everything fell into place.
[Heart of the Palace Guard (Intermediate)]
Function one: Clarity of Objects, sharp spatial and positional awareness of the surrounding environment, slightly enhanced nerve reaction speed;
Function two: Clarity of Heart, remaining calm and still, capable of stabilizing one’s center of gravity, centered in the Nine Palaces, unshakable by external forces;
Function three: Clarity of Reason, a slight enhancement in the fusion of mind and fist intent, naturally cooperative without deliberate effort.
The drawing was about to begin. Meng Chuan glanced over it roughly, returning his attention and contemplating:
"Clarity of Objects, Clarity of Heart, Clarity of Reason, all three functions are excellent.
It’s equivalent to a comprehensive enhancement of my combat skills from both external and internal perspectives. Even after achieving Great Saint or entering the Dao, [Heart of the Palace Guard] will remain effective and beneficial."
In the finals, he would face the world’s best young Martial Arts Grandmasters. This trait was truly a timely rain, elevating his combat prowess to a new level.
When it’s not enough to suppress the opponent, skills are the key to victory.
Meng Chuan was no fool, only using force to win...
...
Contestant seats.
Liao Chen was originally blending in among the crowd, listening to them discussing tactics.
Suddenly, the contestant identity card in his hand beeped, then a bright red light...
"I’m doomed!"
He jumped up in shock, hearing a voice like a death knell from the commentary booth...
"Contestant [Dragon Monk Liao Chen], your choice is..."
"Buddha quits."
Liao Chen stood up, holding the green contestant identity card high, already switched to ’passage’ mode.
Sending out good fortune, he joined his palms toward Meng Chuan and headed to the preparation area.
At this moment, Meng Chuan was on a roll, and he... dared not go up!
In the preparation area, Liao Hai crossed his legs and looked at him, pretending to be surprised:
"Brother Chen, why concede before the battle?"
"Amitabha—Buddha just checked the almanac, today is not suitable for a fight."
The other contestants in the preparation area heard this, secretly cursing "shameless".
Even monks are checking the almanac...
Next to him, Liao Qing, listening to this, showed an expression of sudden realization.
But as the tone shifted, he reminded him:
"In the second round of the official position snatching match later, make sure you don’t break the taboo. Better head back to Shaolin early."
"...Actually, Buddha just misread it, today is not taboo, oh what a pity."
"Can’t you have some shame?"
Liao Chen resolutely stated:
"No!"
...
"Contestant [Skydive Falcon Zhang Qing], do you choose to challenge or forfeit?"
"Challenge."
A yellow-robed man took the stage, mustering his courage, bearing the mission to test Meng Chuan.
Closing his eyes and opening them again, Zhang Qing clutched his head as if struck by lightning.
The entire process lasted only five seconds...
Meng Chuan caught him with lightning speed, like a leech trailing behind him.
His left arm stirred the air, absorbing Zhang Qing into his grasp.
Then his right fist delivered, killing him with a single punch...
In the preparation area, martial arts star [Chaos River White Dragon Zheng Zhi Yu] witnessed the scene, showing a satisfied expression of "I knew I was clever".
See, Meng Chuan couldn’t be tested, yet they wouldn’t listen...
"Oh dear... how can this be fought..."
"Too fast, unless another Lu Xiaoyao comes to wear him down by hiding and exhausting his mental strength, running is not an option!"
The crowd in the contestant seats was terrified, only now realizing that the [Vertical Earth Golden Light] had been hiding all along.
When Meng Chuan discovered it, not a few seconds after the swimming dragon, it was caught up, barely taking off...
How the hell can you test him like this!
The crowd was plunged into despair.
Zhang Qing’s speed was definitely at the top among the crowd.
Faster than him, no more than a couple, but all were seated in the Overlord seat and preparation area!
It’s over, it’s over...
Invincible physique, unparalleled body technique, Meng Chuan was simply a huge bug!
Not just the 200,000 spectators present, even they felt an unspoken sense of sorrow rising in their hearts.
The tournament committee indeed had something, having a third limit Meng Chuan as the Arena Dominator, perhaps deservedly so...
The idea of conceding before battle, like an ever-expanding cloud of shadow, was endlessly breeding among the crowd...
The drawing sound continued to echo from above.
The ethereal mechanical female voice of the smart brain seemed increasingly cold and ruthless.
The drawing continued.
"[Scorpio Ma Ruotong], do you choose to challenge or..."
"I forfeit."
The woman in purple armor with fierce relief, glanced at the man on the sixth Overlord seat.
Out of dread, she made this choice.
