Chapter 1084: Chapter 679: Ascension, I Am the Overlord, Jin Hai Invades!

Meng Chuan looked at the screen with a blank expression.

Whether to say it or not, maybe this kid really hit the nail on the head...

People fear fame like pigs fear being fat; I have both.

If I don’t hide my identity and openly reveal myself as the Overlord, I might be cyber attacked for several months until I showcase my strength during the competition.

Of those with the strength to enter the Beijing competition, 99% are seasoned Three-Limit Martial Arts Masters.

It’s been just about a year since I broke through to Three Limits, and everyone knows it. There will undoubtedly be many competitors displeased with the competition committee and me.

"It’s not a fear of lack, but a fear of inequality." If even I, just a newcomer to the Three Limits, can sit in the Overlord’s position, why can’t I?

Speculations of "black curtains" and "conspiracy theories" will likely continue until the competition starts.

The influence of the Morning Martial Arts Event is already extremely vast, and this time it’s on a global scale.

Even ordinary people who can’t participate have a strong sense of national pride.

Everyone hopes the selected contestants can represent the top young power of Great Chu.

In the finals, they wish for them to defeat contestants from other countries, defending the honor of Great Chu.

Most crucially, Meng Chuan’s level is too low.

Among those automatically qualifying for the finals as Arena Dominators, everyone else is a Martial Arts Grandmaster, yet here comes a Three-Limit Master like me...

It’s hard not to get cyber attacked...

The competition committee’s thinking is indeed thorough.

Meng Chuan doesn’t want to face cyber attacks, and he’s especially worried this might affect the lives of his uncle and aunt...

Harboring a bit of gratitude towards the competition committee in his heart, as Yang Yuelian’s urging echoed in his ears, he had no choice but to finish watching the short video.

After a while.

When the video ended, he spoke to the other side of the phone:

[Some of what was said is quite good, but many of the judgments are too subjective, so it’s just a bit of entertainment.]

Yang Yuelian’s tone carried a slight discontent:

[What are you talking about? I think they were pretty accurate. Tell me, where do you think they were wrong?]

Meng Chuan slowly stood up, stretching his body in preparation for the next round of training, while saying to Yang Yuelian:

[First of all, I think that guy isn’t even a martial artist, just a little internet celebrity, and has no right to judge the most talented and hardworking young martial artists in the world.

Secondly, while I don’t care about the rest, he certainly got one thing wrong.]

On the other end of the line, Yang Yuelian nodded and asked again:

[Which point?]

[The hidden Overlord.]

Yang Yuelian looked surprised:

[Chuan, do you know who the hidden Overlord is? Is it someone from United University?

I knew it, how could the Four-sided Alliance University not have a Break Four Grandmaster under thirty? Tell me.]

As the sound of cracking bones echoed, Meng Chuan smiled while loosening up:

[Me.]

Yang Yuelian was taken aback:

[And then?]

[The hidden Overlord is me.]

On the other end of the phone, Yang Yuelian’s eyes sparkled with unprecedented brilliance, covering her mouth with one hand:

[Wow! That’s amazing! I knew it! Wait, why didn’t you tell me earlier...]

Meng Chuan scratched his head:

[The competition committee reminded me a long time ago to keep it confidential. Then I didn’t pay much attention to it, got immersed in training, and just forgot, but I didn’t tell anyone.]

Yang Yuelian asked again:

[Am I the first to know?]

[And also the last one before the competition starts.]

[That’s good.]

Thinking this way, she felt she was still important, and Yang Yuelian was elated.

There’s no need to say anything else.

No one understands better than her how powerful Meng Chuan truly is.

Yang Yuelian had great confidence in him; even if he weren’t the Overlord, her man could seize the position of Overlord!

Meng Chuan looked at the beauty on the other side of the screen, a thought crossing his mind:

[When are you going to Jinhai? How about going two days earlier, staying at a hotel in advance to get used to the... climate of Jinhai?]

They are all Martial Arts Masters, what’s there to get used to...

[Hmm, I know what you’re thinking...]

She softened her tone:

[How about forgetting it, so that your legs don’t go weak during the competition, and I don’t become the sinner when you get kicked off the Overlord’s throne...]

[You’ve thought this through quite well...]

...

Two days before the competition.

In the Dharma Cave, Meng Chuan paid respects to Master Ding Guang, requesting leave to descend the mountain.

Amidst the snow in the "Mountain Gate Hall," figures loomed in the heavy snow.

Rice-sized snowflakes slid past his ears. Meng Chuan squinted, looking at the distant crowd, showing a bit of surprise. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Besides Master Bai Bao, he hadn’t told any friends in the temple or anyone about his plan to descend the mountain today.

Yet this scene...

Everyone voluntarily came to see off ’Senior Brother Meng’...

Meng Chuan paused in his steps, and was escorted by Jue Ming and others to the inner hall of the Mountain Gate Hall.

After having a sip of hot tea, everyone pressed their palms together and said:

"Take care, Senior Brother."

"Go Senior Brother Meng! This monk looks forward to your performance!"

"Make sure to crush Chen and Hai!"

"Senior Brother Meng definitely can do it; once the Dragon Elephant Dharma Foundation is unleashed, no one can stop him!"

Meng Chuan joined his palms to each in gratitude.

At this moment, his feelings were quite mixed.

The last time he came to Shaolin, he was sent down the mountain by the Dragon Elephant’s last punch, quite embarrassingly.

Today is different; everywhere he goes are friends and family, front and back of the hall filled with laughter and blessings, truly feeling a bit ’prestigious’ now.

However...

The warmth and coldness of the world are nothing more than this.

The myriad forms of life are merely ups and downs.

Leaving the Mountain Gate Hall, Meng Chuan turned to bid farewell to the elderly monk in the crowd:

"Venerable Shi... Senior Brother, I’m going..."

"Hmm, go on then."

The expression of Venerable Shi softened as he came to see him off.

Considering this kid changed his address quickly, daring enough to call himself Senior Brother, he really should teach him a lesson!

Thinking thus, Venerable Shi advised:

"All of Shaolin is watching ’Senior Brother Meng’s’ performance, make sure not to lose face.

Moreover, if you encounter Huo during the competition, this old monk suggests you don’t press him with seniority, lest he strikes even harder..."