Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist-Chapter 136 - 29: Mountain Suppressing Martial Arts Hall Faces Life or Death

Chapter 136: Chapter 29: Mountain Suppressing Martial Arts Hall Faces Life or Death

Martial Affairs Office.

Zeng Qingyao and Tai Rubai sat on chairs, not touching the fragrant tea served by the servants, exchanging silent glances.

A quarter of an hour ago, when they received the notice from the Martial Affairs Office that Lord Su wanted to see them, both felt that Lord Su was summoning them to announce the details of the county tournament.

With only fifteen days left until the county tournament.

But after waiting for a cup of tea’s time, they noticed that it was just them—none of the other martial arts hall masters appeared. They understood that Lord Su had summoned only the two of them this time.

They exchanged a glance, both harboring a suspicion.

After all, the only thing that could connect Jingshui Martial Arts Hall and Iron Blood Martial Arts Hall together was a particular trainee.

Tai Rubai knew well that it’s normal for Lord Su to gather Jingshui Martial Arts Hall and Iron Blood Martial Arts Hall. After all, these two halls were adjacent, and their trainees often had conflicts that sometimes ended up at the Martial Affairs Office for the director to mediate.

But his martial arts hall was different. His hall was three streets away from Jingshui Martial Arts Hall, and the female trainees at Jingshui looked down on his hall’s trainees for being too stout, barely acknowledging them. There was almost no interaction between the two.

"I was delayed by some affairs, making the two Hall Masters wait for a long time."

Footsteps came from behind the screen in the main hall, and Su Lingchuan appeared with a smile. Zeng Qingyao and Tai Rubai stood up and saluted.

"Lord, with your busy schedule, it is only proper for us to wait a moment longer, right, Junior Sister Zeng?"

Tai Rubai responded cheerfully, and Zeng Qingyao nodded in agreement.

"I called you two here because there is something I’m a bit uncertain about and I wish to discuss it with you."

Su Lingchuan sat in the main seat and looked at Zeng Qingyao: "Hall Master Zeng, since Lin Chen has been training in the Iron Bone Skill, does he still count as a disciple of Jingshui Martial Arts Hall?"

Zeng Qingyao had anticipated that the reason Lord Su summoned her and Tai Rubai might be related to Lin Chen, but hadn’t expected such a question from Lord Su.

"Lord, Lin Chen not only learned the Iron Bone Skill but also the Clear Wind Palm. If merely learning the Iron Bone Skill disqualifies him from being our disciple, then could he possibly be considered a disciple of Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall?"

"Hall Master Tai, what do you think?"

Not surprised by Zeng Qingyao’s answer, Su Lingchuan turned his gaze to Tai Rubai.

"I think what Hall Master Zeng said makes sense. Lin Chen learning the Iron Bone Skill is simply because he chose the path of Extreme Martial Arts, but he still counts as a disciple of Jingshui Martial Arts Hall."

In Tai Rubai’s eyes, Lin Chen was indeed a prodigious trainee. If such a student appeared in his own hall, he would gladly accept him.

But he still had to maintain his dignity!

During the March tournament, many citizens and martial artists came to watch, and everyone knew Lin Chen was a disciple of Jingshui Martial Arts Hall. If he started a dispute over Lin Chen just because he trained in the Iron Bone Skill, it would be laughable.

After the tournament, Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall privately met with Lin Chen, hoping to bring him back, but word got out, and the entire martial artist community mocked them.

If they had actually managed to bring Lin Chen back to Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall, it wouldn’t have been so bad; the real embarrassment was failing to do so.

Seeing Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall’s misstep, he didn’t want to repeat it and tarnish his own reputation.

"Hmm."

Su Lingchuan nodded: "In that case, I won’t dwell on it. If not for Lin Chen’s surprising abilities, I wouldn’t have summoned you two for this discussion."

With that, Su Lingchuan picked up the cup of tea in front of him and leisurely sipped it.

Tai Rubai was taken aback; what did Lord Su mean by those words?

Saying half, then sipping tea to send them off?

"Lord, just what did Lin Chen do to invoke such deliberation from you? I’m quite curious; could you enlighten us?"

Zeng Qingyao’s eyes shimmered, familiar with the art of suspense. Seeing Tai Rubai unable to move his feet, her suspicions grew, and she couldn’t resist asking.

"The Iron Bone Skill is notoriously difficult to cultivate. I hoped Lin Chen could achieve proficiency in three months, but he surprised me. Can you two guess how far he’s progressed with the Iron Bone Skill?"

Su Lingchuan said with a smile, and Zeng Qingyao pondered for a moment, guessing: "Could Lin Chen have already mastered it?"

"Not mastery!"

Before Su Lingchuan could answer, Tai Rubai interjected, his mind calculating astutely: "With Lin Chen’s martial comprehension, even if he mastered it in three months, Lord Su wouldn’t be surprised. There’s only one possibility: Lin Chen has achieved Small Success in the Iron Bone Skill!"

Thinking of Lin Chen achieving Small Success in the Iron Bone Skill, Tai Rubai felt a twinge of regret. Such talent... it’s a shame Jingshui Martial Arts Hall got to him first.

Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall really was blind to let such a talent slip away.

Tai Rubai couldn’t help but silently curse Qi He again!

The Iron Bone Skill is unlike other martial halls’ techniques; even the Iron Collapse Fist doesn’t compare in terms of difficulty.

Other halls’ trainees with comprehension can bring a technique to perfection in three years, but achieving Great Success in three years with the Iron Bone Skill is already an accomplishment.

"As expected of Hall Master Tai from Mountain Suppressing Martial Arts Hall, your understanding of the Iron Bone Skill is profound."

Su Lingchuan nodded and complimented, seeing the smile on Tai Rubai’s face, and sighed: "As Hall Master Tai said, Lin Chen didn’t just master it."

"Three months, Small Success in the Iron Bone Skill, that’s already..."

"No, it’s not Small Success; it’s Great Success."

Fishing should be done with restraint; otherwise, you risk provoking the fish.

Su Lingchuan understood this well and chose not to prolong the suspense, revealing the truth directly.

"G- Great Success?"

Tai Rubai stuttered, uncharacteristically stumbling over his words: "Lord Su, are you joking with me?"