Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist-Chapter 127 - 24: He Who Insults Others Will Be Insulted

Chapter 127: Chapter 24: He Who Insults Others Will Be Insulted

A path opened up in the crowd surrounding the arena as the onlookers stepped aside.

Seeing Lin Chen appear, Shao Hong’s eyes glowed with excitement; his goal was about to be achieved.

Wu Ming, the third-place winner of the March tournament in Yanshan County.

Third place does not imply Wu Ming is not strong. In any previous Yanshan County Martial Arts Hall gatherings, Wu Ming’s strength would have been enough to take first place.

It’s just that this time, Yanshan County produced two genius students who both opened the Nine Acupoints during the competition, comparable to Jiang Qing.

It’s not that Wu Ming is weak, but the other two are too strong.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

"Senior Brother Lin, knock that guy down so that their arrogance will be curbed."

As Lin Chen walked along, the students from Poyang County Martial Arts Hall opened their mouths one after another, which made Shao Hong burn with jealousy on the side.

Why do these martial arts students have such confidence in Lin Chen?

Do they still think it’s like the March tournament?

At Lin Chen’s current realm, what does he have to compete with Wu Ming?

The higher they elevate him now, the harder the fall will be later.

"Senior Brother Lin, be careful. The Eagle Claw Skill from Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall can break stones. Its claws are as sharp as iron hooks."

Below the arena, Fei Hong gave a low reminder.

"Thank you for the reminder, Junior Brother Fei."

Lin Chen nodded and walked slowly up the arena steps.

The students from Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall were displeased with Lin Chen’s slow and steady movements.

"If you want to fight, just fight. What’s with the dawdling?"

"Are you afraid and just trying to stall for time?"

The students from Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall mocked. In their hearts, they knew very well that since Lin Chen dared to show up, he was definitely not afraid.

But that didn’t stop them from seizing the opportunity to mock and disturb his state of mind.

During the March tournament, the mocking among the students from the six martial arts halls of Yanshan County was even harsher.

Lin Chen remained unmoved; it was just trash talk that had no impact on him.

"I heard your Clear Wind Palm has reached Great Success."

Wu Ming looked at Lin Chen, as Poyang County’s first in the March tournament was something worth taking seriously.

"Lin Chen of Jingshui Martial Arts Hall, opened nine acupoints, please enlighten me."

Lin Chen spoke calmly, and Wu Ming’s face instantly turned cold. Ignoring his words was a form of disrespect.

"Nine acupoints opened, I want to see where you get the nerve to compete with me!"

Feeling disregarded by Lin Chen, Wu Ming laughed angrily, and his momentum began to rise, particularly with his hands turning scarlet.

This was an indication of the Flying Eagle Claw Skill exerted to its extreme.

"Senior Brother Fei, what do you think of this match?" Qi Fei whispered to Fei Hong.

"In terms of realm, Wu Ming surpasses Senior Brother Lin by a large margin, but Senior Brother Lin’s Clear Wind Palm has reached Perfection, so there should be a fair chance."

Finishing, Fei Hong turned his gaze towards Gu Shan: "Junior Brother Gu, has Senior Brother Lin made any breakthroughs while training Iron Bone Skill at Mountain Suppressing Martial Arts Hall?"

Gu Shan shook his head, helplessly saying, "Iron Bone Skill is extremely difficult to train, and there are no shortcuts. Even with Senior Brother Lin’s high comprehension, it’s likely that the Iron Bone Skill is still just at the entry level in such a short time."

The three of them, Gu Shan, Fei Hong, and Qi Fei, stood to one side, distancing themselves from Song Yu and Shao Hong.

The trio had some grudges against Song Yu.

The opponent was brought by Song Yu, and after Zhang Qing was injured, he chose to remain silent, which made the trio somewhat unhappy with him.

While they were displeased with Song Yu, the last bit of dissatisfaction with Lin Chen in their hearts after the tournament also vanished completely.

Senior Brother Lin walks the Extreme Martial Arts Path. Regardless of whether this path can be successful, the fact that his realm has slowed is undeniable.

If they were in Senior Brother Lin’s place, they probably couldn’t even show up at this moment.

"Regardless of winning or losing, in my heart, Senior Brother Lin is already the undisputed top master among the Eight Great Martial Arts Halls."

Fei Hong spoke slowly, feeling grateful that Senior Brother Lin appeared to help him out of a bind.

Hearing Fei Hong’s words, surprise flashed in Gu Shan and Qi Fei’s eyes. Fei Hong was the undisputed senior brother among this cohort of Iron Blood Martial Arts Hall students.

Iron Blood Martial Arts Hall had always been the leader among the Eight Great Martial Arts Halls. For Fei Hong to say such words, the other two understood that Lin Chen had completely won him over.

However, upon further thought, they could understand why Fei Hong would say such things. If it were them, preparing to step forward, learning that Wu Ming had opened eleven acupoints and finding themselves between a rock and a hard place, they too would be filled with gratitude if Senior Brother Lin showed up to save the day.

It’s not just about strength; it’s being won over by Senior Brother Lin’s character.

On the arena, Lin Chen stared at Wu Ming’s scarlet hands, his eyes narrowing slightly. Although he didn’t respond to Wu Ming’s question, it didn’t mean he underestimated him.

With eleven acupoints opened and his Flying Eagle Claw Skill at Small Success, it was worth his full effort.

"Such foolishness, letting Senior Brother Wu gather energy for his iron claws."

Below the stage, Zhu Tao watched as Lin Chen didn’t strike first, a slight smirk forming at the corner of his mouth. The Flying Eagle Claw Skill was powerful, but with a weakness—until reaching Perfection, it required gathering energy into the claws, taking several breaths of time.

During the March tournament in Yanshan County, those who defeated Senior Brother Wu gave him no time; otherwise, the outcome might have been different.

Zhu Tao didn’t believe Lin Chen was arrogant; he simply didn’t know this fact.

"Not good, Senior Brother Lin probably isn’t aware of the Eagle Claw Skill’s nature!"

Fei Hong, seeing Lin Chen standing still on the arena, suddenly recalled and wanted to remind him, but Wu Ming, who had completed gathering energy, was already on the move.

"Get off the stage!"

Wu Ming roared loudly, his hands at this moment like red-hot irons, transforming from palm to claw, leaving two red afterimages as he swooped towards Lin Chen like an eagle.