Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist-Chapter 90 - 5: Stirring the City, Master and Disciple United

Chapter 90: Chapter 5: Stirring the City, Master and Disciple United

The next day!

Daybreak.

[Host: Lin Chen]

[Realm: Opening Acupoints Realm (7/24): (1/100)]

[Clear Wind Palm: Perfection]

[Water Cloud Palm: Small Success (9/10)]

Last night, he finally stepped into the Seven Acupoint Realm.

With the Seven Acupoint Realm and the Clear Wind Palm perfected, his goal for this martial arts contest was no longer just the top ten.

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When Lin Chen arrived at the Martial Arts Arena, all the academy’s disciples were already there.

Such a turnout took Lin Chen by surprise.

Jiang Qing and Fu Jingya stood at the very front, while Gu Qingqing and several other girls stood in the back. Lin Chen, without hesitation, also stood at the forefront.

"Senior Brother Lin, you will definitely win!"

"Senior Brother Lin, I believe in you!"

"Senior Brother Lin, it’s their loss that Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall didn’t take you."

As he walked, the junior sisters around actively cheered him on. When he heard the last sentence, Lin Chen paused, gave a slight smile to the junior sister who shouted, and continued walking.

"Senior Brother Lin smiled at me. I knew he must also hold a grudge against the Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall."

"The Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall didn’t give Senior Brother Lin preferential treatment. That guy Lu can’t compare to Senior Brother Lin at all. It’s only fitting that Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall gets embarrassed."

When Lin Chen reached the very front, Kong Yinglei and Shen Lin both appeared.

"Today’s duel will be held at the city gates. The three of you will come with me, and the other academy disciples can go to watch at the city gates."

Hearing Hall Master Kong’s words, Lin Chen was taken aback. The duel being held at the city gates meant it would attract spectators from all over the county, including those from the towns and villages.

If it were inside the city, those from the towns might be reluctant to pay the entrance fee and might not come, but at the city gates, there was no charge, so anyone free would want to join the festivities.

Regardless of whether they understood martial arts, watching the excitement is human nature.

The disciples from Jingshui Martial Arts Hall set off in a grand procession behind Kong Yinglei. These were the new batch of disciples, while the previous batch had already arrived at the city gates and chosen their spots early.

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At Poyang County city gates!

In one day, a high platform was erected. Even though it was not yet 7 a.m., the place was already packed with people.

To the left side, there were soldiers maintaining order. This area was prepared for the county’s nobility, and quite a few had already taken their seats.

On the right side, there was an area for the martial arts hall disciples, including the previous batch of disciples from the Eight Great Martial Arts Halls, and many martial artists who had left after their three-year term, all standing in this area now.

The area at the bottom was the most crowded, filled with a large number of commoners.

"Don’t push. This is the spot our village secured first."

At the very front, Zhao Canghe was quite pleased with himself. It was foresight that led him to have the villagers come and occupy the spot since last night, and today they set out with the villagers long before daybreak.

Look at the other villages around; they’re lined up almost a mile away. Those with poorer eyesight can’t even see the people on the stage.

However, some people just don’t follow the rules. A few strong men squeezed towards them, causing several Linhu Village villagers to be pushed to the ground. Zhao Canghe quickly shouted to stop them.

Unfortunately, the other party ignored him.

"What’s going on?"

An official responsible for maintaining order saw the situation and came over immediately.

"Lord Official, we’re making room for Master Liu. Master Liu has a good relationship with Lord You."

The leader of the strong men grinned, but the official just gave him a glance: "I don’t know any Master Liu. Lord Miao has ordered that anyone disrupting the order during this martial arts contest will be thrown into jail. Do you want to try?"

Hearing this, the strong men’s faces showed panic. Going to jail would mean they’d have to suffer greatly before they could get out.

Immediately, they retreated back into the crowd.

"Thank you, Lord Official." Zhao Canghe expressed his gratitude to the official.

"Your villagers should stay put so others don’t take your spot," the official said, his attitude toward Zhao Canghe softening with a smile as he gave a reminder.

"Chief, you’re amazing! Even the official is on our side," a villager praised with a laugh.

"I have no such skills. They respect Lin Chen. Anyway, talking about this with you folks won’t get through. Just remember, in our village, no one is allowed to speak ill of Lin Chen. If I find anyone doing it, we’ll enforce the village rules," Zhao Canghe, being old and resourceful, said.

He had seen this official before.

When he went with Lin Chen to the south of the city to find Qianqian, the Chief Constable had several constables with him, this official being one of them.

Apparently, the official recognized him from that time with Lin Chen, which was why he gave them face.

Otherwise, given what the strong man said earlier, the official might have asked them to make room for others.

In the right-side area stood a group of young people.

These were the previous batch of academy students. They were quite concerned about this contest.

The top twenty students from the new batch, especially the top ten, would be their rivals in the county exams next year.

Only the top ten students from the academy’s contest at the end of the previous year were not concerned about the new batch. In over a year, these ten had opened at least eighteen acupoints.

Not one of these ten showed up.

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In the crowd, a young girl struggled to push aside others and avoid being pushed down.

Hua’Er exerted all her strength, but being too thin and weak, several women shoved her down again, filling her face with grievance.