Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Chapter 563 - 87: Nothing Is Impossible

Lin Chen’s acceptance of the challenge instantly intensified the atmosphere on the scene.

"Junior Brother Lin, don’t be impulsive!"

Li Yuan softly cautioned, as Su Zhe, after all, is ranked first on the Earth List and has already stepped into the Eighth Grade.

The Su Family of the Han Kingdom, with generations of State Preceptors, has extraordinary martial arts techniques.

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother Li, but I know what I’m doing."

Lin Chen smiled at Li Yuan. In the past, he might have ignored Su Zhe, but with the panel update now showing [Light of Liang], to enhance Liang’s reputation, he must defeat one genius after another.

Only by doing so can he elevate his prestige among the younger generation of Liang and gain more admirers.

Murong Yan did not persuade further; she understood Lin Chen too well. Once he made a decision, he wouldn’t change it.

However, in her heart, she felt a sweetness. Lin Chen, who wasn’t fond of being in the limelight and wasn’t easily provoked, actually accepted Su Zhe’s provocation this time—was it because of her?

This man does have some feelings for her after all.

A man whose words do not reflect his heart.

...

Murong Shuang never thought a banquet would turn into a duel. She immediately signaled a palace maid beside her, who then turned and headed towards the Imperial Garden gate. The Princess wanted her to inform His Majesty, who was hosting strong warriors from various countries in the main hall, about what was happening in the garden.

"Since the two young masters wish to have a spar, I cannot stop them. However, with the tournament approaching, it’s best for both of you to hold back."

Murong Shuang knew she couldn’t stop this duel. It was not only about her younger sister but also a pre-tournament clash between Han Kingdom and Liang Kingdom.

Su Zhe did not respond. With a flicker of his figure, he appeared above the lake, frost spreading underfoot, causing the lake below to quickly freeze over.

Around ten zhang of water surface froze, and the air immediately crystallized with ice, shocking many onlookers.

For Grade-Entering Martial Artists, their Martial Path Will can be projected externally. For Lower Grade martial artists, it generally extends two to three zhang, and only upon entering the Seventh Grade can it reach about ten zhang.

Su Zhe had just stepped into the Eighth Grade, yet his Martial Path Will extended to ten zhang—how did he accomplish this?

"Lin Chen, come and meet your death!"

Watching Su Zhe standing on the lake, Lin Chen didn’t hesitate and stepped towards the lake.

Unlike Su Zhe, who appeared instantly on the lake, Lin Chen walked steadily, one step at a time.

Swish!

With Lin Chen’s first step onto the lake, an invisible force erupted, causing the frozen surface beneath Su Zhe to crack.

Second step, third step, fourth step...

Ten steps!

Lin Chen closed the distance to ten zhang from Su Zhe, and the ice beneath Su Zhe completely melted, with waves rippling and reflecting the moonlight.

These ten steps brought a series of exclamations from the audience.

If Su Zhe’s Martial Path Will freezing a ten zhang area amazed them, then Lin Chen’s displayed strength was beyond belief.

The lake in the Imperial Garden of Yan Kingdom’s Imperial Palace spanned a li in width. When Lin Chen stepped onto the lake, he was still a hundred zhang from Su Zhe.

Covering nearly a hundred zhang in ten steps wasn’t much.

But to break the ice beneath Su Zhe from such a distance was inexplicable to them.

Some might say Lin Chen used a hidden weapon, but with so many eyes watching, it would’ve been impossible for no one to notice if he had.

"How did he do that?"

The martial artists from various countries exchanged confused glances.

"This Lin Chen does have some skills. It seems he has quite a study in Martial Path Will. If I’m not mistaken, his Spirit Soldier is a bow and arrow, so it’s not hard to understand how he projects his Martial Path Will."

"Indeed, Senior Brother Zhuang is right. Lin Chen is just putting on an act."

The words of the two young men from Han Kingdom suddenly enlightened the surrounding disciples.

On the lake, seeing Lin Chen shatter the ice beneath him, Su Zhe had a cold smile. In the next moment, an Ice Soul Longsword appeared in his right hand, surrounded by a ghostly blue aura that instantly created a chill and mist around it.

"Cold Marrow Sword Intent!"

Ze Kingdom martial artists exclaimed, and in that instant, Su Zhe moved.

He swung his longsword, sending a wave of icy blue Sword Qi forward, freezing the lake as it rushed towards Lin Chen.

"Despicable, taking advantage of his Spirit Soldier."

Seeing the longsword in Su Zhe’s hand, Li Yuan and others turned grim. This longsword was evidently not an ordinary Spirit Soldier.

Even after one sword, Su Zhe didn’t stop, leaping towards Lin Chen with another sharp downward strike.

Two strikes sealed Lin Chen’s escape routes above and below.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, his Mountain Suppressing Chart operating without drawing his Dragon Shadow Bow. His figure suddenly rose, meeting Su Zhe with a palm strike.

"Courting death!"

Seeing Lin Chen’s move, a Han Kingdom martial artist murmured, and martial artists from other countries slightly gaped. Were they seeing things?

Facing Su Zhe with his Spirit Soldier, Lin Chen dared to challenge with bare hands?

How much did he underestimate Su Zhe?

How confident was he in his own abilities?

The moment Lin Chen’s palm met Su Zhe’s Sword Qi, Su Zhe’s cold smile froze, expecting to see Lin Chen’s hand freeze from the Sword Qi.

But the next moment, Su Zhe’s smile stiffened as the Sword Qi dissipated before even nearing Lin Chen’s palm due to an invisible force.

"How is this possible?"

Su Zhe’s eyes widened in shock, sensing something wrong. He immediately tried to change his sword movements, but Lin Chen’s speed suddenly increased, his palm wrapped in golden light striking towards Su Zhe’s sword tip, with a faint sound of waves roaring inside the golden light.

Boom!

Su Zhe’s body was knocked back, letting out a muffled grunt, and Lin Chen followed closely, launching another palm strike.

"Weren’t you asking me to come and die? Why are you retreating now?"

Lin Chen’s palms were relentless, and all present couldn’t believe what they saw.

Su Zhe, wielding a Spirit Soldier, was being forced back by Lin Chen’s bare palms, his hastily swung swords disintegrating before reaching Lin Chen.

"Impossible!"

Han Kingdom martial artists stood in disbelief. How could Lin Chen, with just his palms, suppress Junior Brother Su to such an extent?

"Why should it be impossible? Perhaps you don’t know a title of Senior Brother Lin in our Liang."

Kong Qing chuckled, "Senior Brother Lin is also known as the legendary warrior in our Liang for accomplishing ’impossible’ feats. I’m sure some present know this all too well."

As he spoke, Kong Qing’s gaze fell on the Zheng Kingdom side, where Benshan Lang, standing at the back of their group, turned dark upon hearing this.

Back when he lost to Lin Chen, he too had exclaimed, "Impossible."

On the Xiang Kingdom side, Hu Bing shrank his head at this moment. He had come with senior brothers to observe the ranking competition, and upon seeing Lin Chen’s name on the list, he had wanted to challenge him again to redeem his honor.

But now...

Forget it, losing to Lin Chen isn’t shameful; this guy is hardly human.

His progress over this period had even earned his teacher’s praise, but compared to Lin Chen’s progress, it was nothing.