Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist-Chapter 125 - 23: Lin Chen: Please Give Me a Chance, Junior Brother Fei

Chapter 125: Chapter 23: Lin Chen: Please Give Me a Chance, Junior Brother Fei

"I concede."

Zhang Qing’s tone was full of reluctance. Upon hearing this, Zhu Tao smiled, and with a sharp move of his claws, he dug deeper into Zhang Qing’s flesh before using his strength to throw Zhang Qing off the ring.

Seeing this, Qi Fei from the Cloud Conceal Martial Arts Hall lightly tapped his right foot, leaping up to catch Zhang Qing.

"I’ll take Junior Brother Zhang for treatment first."

Qi Fei carried Zhang Qing away, firstly because Zhang Qing’s leg injuries were serious and needed treatment, and secondly because keeping him here would only lead to further humiliation.

"This person’s actions are too ruthless. Senior Brother Lin, if you faced this person, would you be confident?" Cheng Ying asked indignantly.

"This person has already opened ten acupoints, and it’s unclear if he still has more to show. I’m afraid his strength might not be below mine. It’s hard to say," Lin Chen replied solemnly.

Nearby, Fu Ang felt that Senior Brother Lin’s analysis made sense. This person had ten acupoints, and Zhang Qing also had ten acupoints. To defeat Zhang Qing without a scratch in the same realm, maybe he really was holding back his strength.

However, Lu Yongfeng, who heard this, had a subtle expression on his face, and Zhao Jingchuan almost burst out laughing.

Lu Yongfeng said quietly, "It seems this person is definitely not a match for Senior Brother Lin."

Lin Chen: ?

Fu Ang: ?

"Why do you say that?" Fu Ang couldn’t help asking, as he genuinely thought Senior Brother Lin’s analysis was correct.

"Before the match in March last month, we watched a fight from the sidelines with Senior Brother Lin. At that time, it was Fu Ang from the Mountain Suppressing Martial Arts Hall versus another martial artist. I asked if Senior Brother Lin was confident against Fu Ang, and he answered the same way, but the result..."

Cheng Ying, not thinking much, blurted out the reason upon hearing Fu Ang’s query.

Fu Ang’s expression behind his mask was spectacular, his ghostly eyes looking at Lin Chen, as if asking, "Are they telling the truth?"

Lin Chen’s expression was also somewhat awkward. He hadn’t expected Junior Brother Cheng to bring this up, especially with the person in question present. The key was, he truly felt back then that Junior Brother Fu’s strength was not below his own.

"Senior Brother Lin, did you really think my strength wasn’t below yours at that time?"

Fu Ang asked quietly, Cheng Ying was stunned, looking at the figure beneath the mask of Fu Ang, he fell silent.

Senior Brother Lin should have revealed this person’s identity sooner; he never expected the person in question to be present.

"Ahem, I did indeed think so at the time."

Lin Chen coughed, very sincerely, then turned his gaze to the ring: "This person’s strength is indeed not below mine, I’m not purposely being modest, don’t misunderstand, fellow junior brothers."

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At the ring.

With Zhang Qing’s sudden defeat, the morale of the Poyang County Martial Arts Hall’s students was very low.

In contrast, the dozen students standing on the opposite side, from the Yanshan County Martial Arts Hall, were beaming with joy, the atmosphere was high.

"I’m coming!" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Fei Hong spoke, preparing to step onto the stage.

"What, does Poyang County really like this wheel battle so much?"

Over on the Yanshan County side, a young man in blue, who had previously stopped Fei Hong, spoke coldly, looking at Fei Hong.

"If that’s the case, why don’t you and I have a match?"

Fei Hong looked at the other, just as Song Yu and Shao Hong had a good relationship, he also had a good relationship with Zhang Qing.

"You want a match with me?"

The young man in blue seemed to have heard a joke, a playful look in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Zhu, step down and rest first."

Zhu Tao, hearing his senior brother’s words, nodded, with an uninterested expression, made his way off the stage.

Clearly, he felt that the fight with Zhang Qing hadn’t yet satisfied him.

In the eyes of the Poyang County Martial Arts Hall’s students, this scene was a provocation, and many had anger in their eyes.

If they had the strength, they would have charged onto the stage to fight, instead of letting the opponent be so arrogant.

For a moment, many students looked to Song Yu, Fei Hong, and others, hoping they would restore honor to their Poyang County Martial Arts Hall.

Fei Hong glanced at Song Yu. This time the opponents were invited by Song Yu. He didn’t know why Song Yu invited these two from the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall.

Although there are county matches between the two counties, such hostility shouldn’t exist before the competition officially starts, and Zhu Tao shouldn’t have struck so harshly.

Song Yu had a solemn face and said nothing, but his gaze flicked to Shao Hong beside him.

This time, the people from Yanshan County’s Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall were not invited by him, but by Shao Hong.

Shao Hong, seeing Song Yu’s gaze, subtly shook his head, meaning he shouldn’t go on stage.

What does this mean?

Song Yu’s pupils contracted, could there be some kind of trick involved here?

Fei Hong saw Song Yu not reacting. After Zhu Tao stepped down from the ring, he stepped onto it with a stern face, looking at the young man in blue.

"Fei Hong from Iron Blood Martial Arts Hall, please instruct me!"

Most of the time, Iron Blood Martial Arts Hall was the first in Poyang County. As a disciple of the Iron Blood Martial Arts Hall, facing students from other county martial arts halls, he had the responsibility to stand up.

Seeing Fei Hong step up, the students from Poyang County’s Martial Arts Hall showed hopeful expressions.

However, the next moment, the action of the young man in blue from the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall caused an uproar.

The opponent walked towards the sixth ring.

The ring for those who have opened eleven and twelve acupoints.

"I won’t hide it anymore, lest you say I’m bullying you. I’ve already opened eleven acupoints, and the Flying Eagle Claw has reached small success."

Wu Ming stood on the stage, his gaze arrogantly sweeping across the crowd, finally landing on Fei Hong: "Now, do you still want to challenge me?"

Fei Hong’s face was extremely unpleasant. He didn’t expect the opponent to have broken through to eleven acupoints.