Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 111 - 98: The Grand Event Concludes!

"Won!"

"Twenty-six elites couldn’t defeat Yan Chuan!" fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Master Yan, truly invincible!"

"Guangling Shadowless Kick! The number one in Guangling!"

"What Master Yan! Call him Grandmaster Yan!"

...

On the arena, it was a feeling of supreme dominance.

Below the arena, the spectators seemed to wake up from a dream, feeling somewhat disoriented.

Yan Chuan!

He actually won?

And he won so beautifully?!

Before today’s event began, no one expected this kind of conclusion.

Guangling Academy!

Top elites!

They were the pinnacle of the region, figures admired by ordinary martial artists and the vast majority of research students at Guangling Academy.

Yet these figures, twenty-five, twenty-six of them, teamed up but were defeated and overpowered by Yan Chuan.

While everyone was thrilled by the spectacle, they couldn’t help but feel it was somewhat surreal.

And Yan Chuan, reportedly challenged all forty elites of Guangling Academy at the outset. At the time, it sounded arrogant and laughable, but now, witnessing his effortless victories on the stage, defeating many with ease, it’s clear—those forty elites could indeed be fought, could indeed be beaten!

"He isn’t arrogant!"

"It’s absolute confidence in his own strength!"

Shen Mei looked at Yan Chuan on the stage, her expression complex.

No matter what feelings she had for Yan Chuan, it was undeniable that before this fight began, after Yan Chuan issued his challenge, she felt, like everyone else, that Yan Chuan was too arrogant, destined to lose.

One against forty!

Impossible!

But the result? Yan Chuan won!

In an instant, he seemed somewhat unfamiliar.

"It’s over!"

"Why do I feel like he’s suddenly so distant?"

Han Yerou, standing beside, looked at Yan Chuan on stage, then at Shen Mei below, originally she felt Yan Chuan barely matched for Shen Mei, after all, one was an outstanding student of Tianpeng Academy, and the other just a small martial arts hall owner in a small place like Guangling City, the gap was too big.

But now!

Yan Chuan swept through Guangling Academy, went on a rampage, crossed the Grandmaster Path, achieved the invincible Grandmaster Realm, and his future was limitless.

In comparison—

"Senior sister falls short."

Han Yerou sighed.

Shen Mei held her treasure sword, looked at Yan Chuan on stage for a moment longer, then said to Han Yerou, "The Guangling Martial Arts Competition is over, no need to linger. Let’s go to Peng State!"

"Ah?"

"Just leaving like that?"

Han Yerou was taken aback.

Yan Chuan had just won, dominated the competition, next should be the celebration banquet, at least three days and nights of a feast, to enjoy the moment properly.

At the very least, say a congratulation to Yan Chuan in person.

However, Shen Mei turned and left decisively, walked away decisively.

"What is love in the world, that makes life and death promises!"

"Falling flowers have a purpose, flowing water is merciless!"

"True love is letting go!"

Han Yerou mumbled, reluctantly looking back at Yan Chuan on stage, but could only follow Shen Mei away.

...

No one noticed Shen Mei and Han Yerou leaving.

At this moment.

All eyes were on Yan Chuan.

"Master!"

"Master is invincible!"

"Who is the peak at the end of martial arts? Yan Chuan is the peak!"

"Who is the head of Guangling Grandmasters? Yan Chuan is the head!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Won!"

"Triumphed!"

...

Yu Jinpeng, Jin Yutang, Wei Quan, Che Qi, and others, after Yan Chuan’s victory, after a brief moment of shock, were ecstatic, rushed onto the stage, lifted Yan Chuan into the air, celebrating continuously.

Wei Quan took the lead, waving and shouting slogans, wildly enthusiastic.

But at this moment, nobody cared.

Everyone was cheering for Yan Chuan, for Yan Chuan’s glorious achievements.

The shock of today!

The shock of this martial arts competition!

No doubt it will last a long time, eventually becoming an everlasting memory for a generation!

...

On the stands.

Wang Kuan, Yuan Shicai, the Seven Immortal Swords, Songhe Five Elders, these Jianghu seniors also stood up, some sighed with emotion, some clapped and laughed.

As seniors, while marveling at the new generation replacing the old, and the invincible stance of the emerging talents, they were also happy for Guangling City, for the martial world, to see the emergence of such an extraordinary genius like Yan Chuan.

Jianghu!

Martial Arts World!

Certainly not lacking in those who envy the capable!

But more are delighted to see more newcomers emerging on the Jianghu, generation after generation surpassing previous ones.

Of course.

If this person is from their own, that’s even better.

Unfortunately, Yan Chuan is not.

This is the biggest regret.

"Congratulations Brother Cheng!"

"Congratulations Master Cheng!"

"Master Cheng has a good disciple!"

"Yan Chuan, excellent! Given time, he will surely be a pillar in Guangling City!"

...

Everyone congratulated Cheng Fengxiao.

Cheng Fengxiao greeted with a smile, looking at Yan Chuan below, feeling as if he was floating, as if he was in the clouds, it was too surreal!

...

The bustling Seventh Guangling City Martial Arts Competition finally came to an end.

This competition also brought many new faces, new talents.

For example, Yu Jinpeng of the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall, as the senior disciple under ’Shadowless Kick’ Yan Chuan, yet only two years younger than Yan Chuan, possessing strength not inferior to the lower ranks of the forty elites of Guangling Academy, with exquisite boxing skills, quite showing his master’s style.

A battle to fame!

For example, Zhong Hui from Guangling Academy, with excellent Fu Fist and outstanding swordsmanship, showing strong momentum, maybe by the next competition, she could be among the forty elites, even become one of the ’Guangling Ten Outstanding’ is not impossible.

Also, for instance, Hong Quan of the Songhe Sect, and Chang Yishu of Immortal Mist Mountain, a man and a woman, each inheriting the true teachings of the two sects, are already the leading figures among the old schools, only under Yan Chuan.

There are many more people, many more talents who showed up in this battle, beginning to shine.

But these people!

In this competition!

They all will be overshadowed by Yan Chuan’s radiance.

Shadowless Kick Yan Chuan!

Boundless glory!

...

"Shisan left?"

"Why didn’t say goodbye?"

After the martial arts competition officially ended, Yan Chuan returned to the martial arts hall, only to learn Shen Mei and Han Yerou had already left, he felt a bit regretful: "Haven’t seen each other for so many years, finally reunited, I thought we could have a good talk. These days busy for today’s battle, didn’t make time, sigh!"

Yan Chuan felt somewhat regretful.

Beside him.

"Cough cough!"

Luo Liang’s face appeared pale, when he blocked Wu Qi on the second day, he was hit with a palm, the injury was not light, three or four days were not enough for proper recuperation.

Hearing Yan Chuan mention Shen Mei, he coughed twice, sighed: "Shisan now has better prospects at the Martial Arts Academy, unfortunately, if I hadn’t been so stubborn then, had shared the Secret Sect Boxing with her. Eight years have passed, maybe Shisan wouldn’t be any worse than you."

That’s wishful thinking!

But Luo Liang indeed regrets!

Fortunately, missing Shen Mei, now there is a better candidate, a better opportunity.

Luo Liang looked at Yan Chuan, hesitated: "Nephew, I have an impertinent request—"

"Uncle, please speak."

Yan Chuan said quickly.

Actually, Yan Chuan could guess some of it. He glanced at his master beside him, Cheng Fengxiao nodded to him, giving Yan Chuan assurance.

As expected.

Luo Liang said: "Nephew is extraordinarily gifted, mastering the Hundred Schools Boxing Arts. I would like to request nephew to learn my ’Secret Sect Boxing’, I am willing to teach it completely, only hoping nephew can, in my absence someday, if ’Secret Sect Boxing’ lacks heirs, lend a hand to carry on this boxing technique."

He looked at Yan Chuan, tears flowing: "Secret Sect Boxing! Luo Family Boxing! Cannot end in my generation! Cannot end in my hands!"

Sigh!

This Master Luo is indeed a pitiful person!

Back then he was possessive and did not pass the true teachings of ’Secret Sect Boxing’ to the talented disciples.

Today, in the ten years of Buwu in Great Yan, with eight years of Guangling Academy’s establishment, the martial arts hall declined, and it was difficult for Luo Liang to find a good talent. His elder son was obedient but dull, his younger son smart but rebellious.

Thus, with no successor, he had to seek help from an outsider like Yan Chuan.

It’s sad to say!

It’s a matter hard for Luo Liang to mention, but for Yan Chuan, it was really not a difficult task: "Uncle, rest assured, as long as I’m here, Secret Sect Boxing will not end."

The day Luo Liang and Cheng Fengxiao stood against Wu Qi, although they didn’t stop him, their intention was clear, and Luo Liang even got injured; whether for this sense of gratitude or the relationship between Luo Liang and his master, Yan Chuan had no reason to refuse.

Moreover.

Learning one more boxing technique, learning one more ’Secret Sect Boxing’, was indeed not difficult!

...

"Flowers Mistake Fist!"

"Good boxing technique!"

Back to the martial arts hall, Shao Yancong followed again, hardly holding back to ingratiate himself with Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan had a favorable impression of this old man, he smiled at Shao Yancong: "’Flowers Mistake Fist’ is not strong in itself, what’s strong is the Hundred Schools Boxing Skill that countless boxing masters have concluded, refined, and innovated over generations."

’Flowers Mistake Fist’ only exerted its power based on the Hundred Schools Boxing Method.

"You can’t say it like that."

"The Hundred Schools Boxing is diverse and complex, the fact that this boxing technique can integrate various schools’ boxing techniques, even those with identical theories into one, as if making it seamless, or even elevating its power, shows the ingenuity of Flowers Mistake Fist and your remarkable talents."

Shao Yancong was still praising.

Yan Chuan smiled and didn’t deny it. ’Flowers Mistake Fist’ was indeed one of the martial arts he created and the one he was most proud of and fond of.

With ’Flowers Mistake Fist’, he fully realized his broad boxing skills, went further based on the Hundred Schools Boxing Techniques, and elevated his own strength to a new level.

This boxing!

Is certainly not poor!

On the side.

Ren Qiushan also laughed: "Several days ago, I watched Master Yan practicing boxing, practicing Character Gate Fist, Silk Fist, and various other schools of boxing techniques, and I wondered. Not until today, seeing ’Flowers Mistake Fist’ on stage, did I understand my shallowness."

He looked at Yan Chuan, sighed: "The realm of genius is beyond my understanding!"

"Deputy Ren, you’re overpraising."

Yan Chuan quickly cupped his hands.

Ren Qiushan shared a glance with Shao Yancong, and the two no longer beat around the bush, with Shao Yancong speaking directly: "I invited Master Yan to teach at Taikang Academy a few days ago. At that time, perhaps Master Yan was focused on the martial arts competition and might have had no time to consider, but I wonder what your thoughts are now?"

"I am but an independent Jianghu roam, not fond of constraints, afraid to disappoint Elder Shao’s goodwill."

Yan Chuan appeared apologetic.

Ren Qiushan hurriedly said: "Master Yan, if you have any concerns or ideas, feel free to mention them, we can resolve them. We will do our utmost to accommodate Master Yan!"

"Not fond of constraints—"

Shao Yancong, recalling some conversations with Cheng Fengxiao during these days, was enlightened, and said to Yan Chuan: "Does Master Yan know the term ’Guest Elder’ as in the former kingdoms of old?"

"Of course I know!"

Yan Chuan nodded.

Guest Elder, in ancient officialdom, was the title given to high-level officials in a country who were not natives of that country but served as senior officials in that country, treated with guest courtesy, hence called ’Guest Elder’.

Later, as the Central Plains unified, no longer divided into countries, the term was no longer seen in court.

However, in Jianghu sects, it was adopted to refer to those not of direct lineage of the sect but served as capable individuals within the sect, referred to as ’Guest Elder’ or ’Guest Elder Professor’.

Shao Yancong spoke precisely of this ’Guest Elder’—

"Jianghu sects have the term ’Guest Elder’."

"So our Martial Arts Academy can naturally have ’Guest Elder Professor’."

He looked at Yan Chuan: "Master Yan doesn’t wish to be bound by the academy, I understand that. But, if it’s only as a ’Guest Elder Professor’? Not a full-time professor, just invited from outside to teach at Taikang Academy. Arrive when there’s a class, leave when there’s none, without constraints!"

Shao Yancong, with his age and wisdom, really hit the mark!

With the conversation reaching this point, Yan Chuan had no reason not to agree.

He pondered for a moment, nodded to Shao Yancong: "Elder Shao appreciates my skills sincerely, I shall comply. However, specifics of this ’Guest Elder Professor’ role, I would need Elder Shao to elaborate."

Done!

Shao Yancong was delighted!

The general direction was set, only details remained to be finalized!

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