Chapter 1011: Chapter 658: Prajna Dragon Elephant, Terrifying Qi Blood, and Lethal Power Level!

"What ninety thousand?!"

Those standing further away from the door failed to perceive the moment when Meng Chuan’s Qi Blood burst.

The person peering through the crack in the door repeated:

"I heard it, ninety thousand Qi and Blood Value!"

For a moment, the United University’s talents were all speechless.

Three breaths passed before someone’s pupils shrank abruptly, muttering to themselves:

"When did True Inheritance Meng break three? Feels like it was just yesterday...

It hasn’t been long at all, goodness gracious..."

He felt a sense of bewilderment, as if living in another era.

"Ninety thousand... terrifically terrifying! No wonder True Inheritance directly advanced in the Beijing competition..."

Someone nodded thoughtfully:

"Exactly! That’s why the Great Chu event organizer cares for and understands us!

For people like us, who just want to scrape some special meritorious achievements, encountering someone like Brother Chuan, even a slight carelessness could get us crushed by a burst of Qi Blood. Who would we complain to then..."

The crowd sighed; the figure ninety thousand is a height that even those who fought desperately to get into the United University might never reach in their lifetime.

"This... sigh!"

Chen Jing, carrying Xu Qingfeng, squeezed out from the crowd.

Upon hearing the news, he showed a helpless expression and let out a deep sigh.

He had just arrived, coincidentally to save Xu Qingfeng from an awkward situation.

As a Three Limit Master, everyone gave him face.

Having coincidentally heard the shocking number "ninety thousand", Chen Jing couldn’t help but shake his head in self-pity.

He clearly remembered watching Meng Chuan break three, as if it was yesterday.

How much time had really passed since then? Yet, he, who had broken three a year earlier, was already far behind...

He mused inwardly:

"True Inheritance Meng has a solid foundation. For ordinary people, ninety thousand Qi Blood means they need to prepare the Three Flowers Gathering on the Peak...

But for him, perhaps the journey through the Three Limits is just halfway..."

Chen Jing was still guessing modestly.

Physical constitution differs between individuals.

Meng Chuan’s grandmaster journey still has two-thirds left, yet to be completed...

Chen Jing’s arrival did not cause any disturbance.

Everyone gathered around and excitedly started discussing whether True Inheritance Meng could break into the national top thirty, or even defy the odds and win the championship at 21 by beating a bunch of old masters!

When discussing this, everyone perked up.

In their free time, they loved to study the top-notch masters participating in this tournament, eager to rank them and predict the winners.

The "professional" within them spoke first:

"Let’s not talk about the domestic ones, those grandmasters will certainly occupy the forefront.

Among the remaining places, if the foreigners who haven’t decided on their entry quota are somewhat weak, True Inheritance has a great chance at the top thirty!"

"How about the top ten?"

"Hard! I’ve investigated thoroughly; in major countries like the United States, European Union, Shae, etc., there are nearly twenty people under thirty who are Fourth Limit masters combined.

Even if True Inheritance can catch a lucky break and defeat the weakest among them, to fight into the top ten is as hard as scaling the sky!"

"Yes, I often see someone named Colby online, 28-year-old Fourth Limit, a black guy who is incredibly strong!"

"That’s the United States creating publicity; we have so many young grandmasters here, what’s there to be afraid of!"

"Sigh! I say, it’s a pity about True Inheritance’s age; give him 8 more years of development until he’s 29, wouldn’t he dominate the martial arts competition?"

Xu Qingfeng dove back into the crowd, his eyebrows raised, and disputes began!

"Eight years? Who are you underestimating?

Give my Brother Chuan three years more, and he might just kick the arena away!"

Someone sneered and pouted at him:

"You really have no idea, true master clashes are all airborne and evasive, where’s the damn arena?"

"Hahahahaha!"

...

No matter how good the room’s soundproofing was, it couldn’t block the thunderous chorus of martial arts families.

Having gotten off the Qi and Blood Tester, ignoring the ecstatic sounds from outside.

Meng Chuan’s face remained calm as he walked aside.

Since he was already here, he decided to try out the Force Measuring Instrument developed by Chu Academy recently.

The Force Measuring Instrument was developed at the beginning of the year in Great Chu, capable of testing and setting standards for martial arts force.

It is specifically divided into martial artist version and martial arts family version.

The latter is extremely expensive, capable of accommodating the explosive impacts of Qi Blood, True Qi, Fist Intent, and other techniques.

Currently, besides the martial arts family associations in major cities, only the ten special martial arts universities in Great Chu are equipped with it.

As for the martial artist version, it has been fully popularized among the middle and lower tiers.

It is equipped in Infinite Martial Arts Dojos and their branches, at fifty million per unit, it’s not considered expensive, though the subsequent maintenance and repairs are a long-term expense, far more costly than the Qi Blood Tester.

Today marked Meng Chuan’s first use of such an instrument.

In the dojo, he dared not use it; a casual punch could break it...

Flexing his wrists, he put on a special sensing watch, standing before the azure light screen.

A translucent energy barrier slowly manifested within a three-feet radius.

The instrument’s high cost was mostly spent here.

This light screen has a great function, able to dissipate the various passive impacts generated during a martial arts family’s explosive burst.

It’s also a Chu Academy’s exclusive patent, not available abroad.

The force measuring instrument’s usage is very simple; the punch and sensing watch penetrate the light screen to record data.

With a gleam in his eyes, Meng Chuan focused his mind, flames erupted from his feet, swirling around him like a ring dragon ascends.

Gathering his Qi Blood, he casually punched out with ease.

With control in place, there’s no need for adjusting shoulders and elbows to assume various force-exerting postures, just a direct full-strength normal attack.

His fist pierced through the waterfall-like fluorescent curtain with no excess feeling, like gathering from space.