Chapter 1471 - 795: Shadow Obscures Sun—This Battle Will Be Recorded in Martial Arts History! (Part 2)

Chapter 1471: Chapter 795: Shadow Obscures Sun—This Battle Will Be Recorded in Martial Arts History! (Part 2)

Meng Chuan’s eyes gleamed, a rare ripple of genuine interest flickering through them.

One by one is too boring; all of you together, now that’s got a bit of feeling!

Bang!

The shockwave carved out a long narrow half-arc, ripping through the clouds; Meng Chuan took the initiative to sweep in from midair, both fists like dark clouds pressing down, shrouding and smashing toward the crowd surging up to meet him.

This scene looked exactly like one man surrounding a whole group.

"You’ve got guts!"

"Go! The junior’s too arrogant, let this brat know we’re not so easy to mess with either."

"Ugh, ugh, ugh...!"

"Shit! This old man regrets it!"

"So strong! So damn strong!"

In that instant, among those who had rushed up, who knew how many faces changed color!

...

The sixth main-officer battleground drew the attention of everyone present; even Gao Qun, who had no challengers, turned his gaze over, his expression for a moment hard to read.

Even someone as composed as him showed a faint hint of surprise on his face at this moment.

Old friends who had walked the same era as him, along with juniors he knew, were all being blasted out of the chaos one after another.

By the end, Meng Chuan had completely thrown the rules into chaos; what was supposed to be one-on-one had been turned into an all-out brawl.

In the distance, Cui Yunyu was about to speak but held back, in the end tacitly allowing his "messing around"...

At the same time, a smile surfaced on Meng Chuan’s face as he was drowned in the sea of people.

He seemed to have found that feeling from long ago, back when he trained at the dojo.

A bunch of junior brothers stepping up onto the wooden stakes to challenge him; in the end he won, but still treated everyone to milk tea.

That’s what you call vision!

Memories surged up, but his opponents right now had changed from a group of Martial Artist junior brothers into one famous Martial Arts Grandmaster after another...

The afterimage of memory gradually faded; Meng Chuan focused on the present, body and mind unleashing power.

As his arms slowly swung, dragon, tiger, ape, elephant and other beast forms appeared in succession; in the midst of battle, he was actually using these powerhouses as whetstones, to test the Elephant Form Fist in his hands.

This move didn’t feel like anything special to the old Grandmasters unfamiliar with him, but down below, Dong Yue and Chen Zhiming were so shocked it was like being struck by lightning, each of them practically jumping three feet high on the spot!

Farther away, Yang Huan, seated steadily in the Revered Main Officer’s seat, also sprang up from his chair with a swish, his gaze filled with utter astonishment!

"Fuck! What’s this? Elephant Form Fist!"

"This brat really went and pulled off Elephant Form meridians?"

For a moment, Yang Huan felt that after saying so much on the boat a few days ago, he’d talked way too much, looking kind of like a clown...

"Hoo..." He let out a long breath of turbid air, forcefully pressing down his surging emotions and sitting back down.

"If I run my mouth again, I’m a dog!"

Yang Huan swore to himself in secret...

Not far away, Cui Yunyu stood in midair with arms folded, a faint smile on her exquisite face as she watched that kid fighting one against many.

Months ago, when she and Meng Chuan had discussed Water Skill arts, she already knew of this kid’s world-opening move.

So the scene before her eyes no longer surprised her.

"To carve out another path with an unmatched physique and remake the Elephant Form meridians—this is that kid’s exclusive route; there’ll hardly be anyone who can copy it..."

Because of this, Meng Chuan’s move had never been widely promoted.

Xingyi and Elephant Form double cultivation—he was like a scorpion’s shit, one of a kind; normal humans really can’t pull this off...

...

Roar!

His broad palm slanted down in a slap, beastly phantoms bursting forth with dragon-like, tiger-like furious roars; Power rang like steel dragons spanning ten li, piercing through the long sky.

Pa!

As the last person flew out, among the defeated, aside from the first sneak-attacking Old Wang Grandmaster, everyone else started clapping.

"Impressive! Ow... my old waist!"

"The juniors these days really are like a small knife slicing the butt—opened this old man’s eyes!"

"Wonderful!"

Even though they’d lost, they made no attempt to hide their admiration for Meng Chuan, cheering one after another.

Meng Chuan cupped his fists in reply, then turned his gaze to the elder Gao Qun, who had been staring at him the whole time.

Gao Qun raised his chin and gave a slight nod, signifying his acknowledgment of Meng Chuan’s performance.

Then he swept his gaze around; seeing that still no one was challenging him, Gao Qun leaped up into the air, surging true force pushing him like sea waves, as he sent a distant voice transmission to Cui Yunyu:

"Dragon King, since I currently have no challengers, can this be considered taking one main officer position?"

Cui Yunyu drifted closer. Instead of answering him, she turned to ask the crowd:

"Anyone else challenging [Shadowless Sword · Gao Qun]?"

"No."

"Don’t go looking to get stomped."

"Forget it."

Voices like these rang out; all the Grandmasters present were shaking their heads.

They hadn’t fought Meng Chuan yet, so they’d wanted to test his skills.

But Gao Qun was a completely different story.

This old monster had lived for over three hundred years; in such a long stretch of time, most of them had crossed paths with him and knew how fearsome and unbeatable he was, so naturally no one wanted to throw eggs at a rock.

Cui Yunyu gave a slight nod, her voice spreading across the field:

"In that case, the two Martial Arts Grandmaster main officer positions have been revealed ahead of time: Meng Chuan and Gao Qun."

The crowd once again burst into applause and cheers, all calling it well-deserved.

As for their team members, everyone would be staying on Dragon Pond Island for a while longer, to be approached and chosen by the main officers themselves.

The number of Grandmasters and Masters in each team had slot limits, so there wouldn’t be any imbalance.

If, by the end, someone still hadn’t completed their picks, any main officer with vacant member slots would be matched with those without a chosen main officer.

With the main officer matter settled so easily, Gao Qun, under countless expectant gazes, smiled toward Meng Chuan and sent a voice transmission:

"Little friend, want to adjust your breathing first? Once you’ve rested, you and I can fight again?"

Gao Qun hadn’t directly gone after Revered Chen Xiaoyun to fight for the Revered main officer seat.

He understood the rules.

You take it one step at a time, challenges from low difficulty to high.

After battling dozens of people, Meng Chuan still seemed slightly relaxed as he moved his limbs; his momentum was rising even higher. He smiled as well, answering Gao Qun, who had yet to make a move: