They have arrived!
When the scene on the screen changed, revealing another figure, all the villagers of Linhu Village held their breath in anticipation.
"The Profound Yellow Sect, also a super sect of the Flame Dynasty, practices the Profound Yellow Primordial Technique, one of the most recognized strongest defensive Martial Arts Techniques in the entire Flame Dynasty. In this year’s Martial Arts Mountain ranking, two disciples from the Profound Yellow Sect are in the top ten; the one currently ranked second also comes from the Profound Yellow Sect."
Outer sect disciples of the East Sea Divine Palace began to introduce the opponent’s situation.
This was the task assigned to him by Steward Hu.
However, this disciple did not display arrogance due to the majority of the audience being ordinary villagers, as he already knew that Lin Chen’s parents and family were present. Steward Hu wanted to gain favor with Lin Chen, and he also hoped to take this opportunity to connect with the Lin Family.
No matter whether Lin Chen could reach the top, the strength Lin Chen had already displayed was enough to make him gaze up in admiration.
"This battle is likely to be a tough one."
Wei Chuzhi made a judgment, and after hearing his words, dozens of young figures sitting on the other side of the villagers showed anticipation on their faces.
"I haven’t seen Senior Brother Lin in action for a long time. I vaguely remember the last time Senior Brother Lin and I fought on the arena; it was such an intense battle..."
"Junior Brother Fu, you’ve said this so many times. If we talk about it this way, I even once had an edge over Senior Brother Lin."
These young men were martial artists from Poyang County and were the same generation as Lin Chen, but they had since left the martial arts hall.
Some went to other places to continue seeking breakthroughs on their Martial Path, while others stayed in Poyang County.
"Stop the chatter, focus and watch carefully, let’s see if we can comprehend something from the battle between Senior Brother Lin and his opponent."
Gu Shan spoke, and his words made the others seriously focus on the screen.
At the side, Jia Nanzhuo heard these words, sighed softly, and thought, Lin Chen is now an Innate Powerhouse. The gap is too big, such a duel provides little, if any, insight in Martial Arts for these little guys who haven’t even reached Middle Grade, and might even harm their martial spirit.
The difference is too great; if one’s mindset is not strong enough, it might only lead to despair.
...
Three breaths later.
"Hiss, what kind of technique is this!"
When seeing on the screen, the martial artist from the Profound Yellow Sect transformed into a giant three zhang tall, stepping forward making the ground tremble, even causing cracks to appear on the ground, the villagers were dumbfounded.
Could martial artists really be this powerful?
In the eyes of these villagers, the martial artists they knew were simply stronger, faster... but they never imagined someone could change their size.
Is this still human?
"What kind of Cultivation Technique is this?"
Gu Shan and Fu Ang slightly opened their mouths. Both practiced the Iron Bone Skill, a Body Refining Technique, and they could tell that this person also practiced a Body Refining Technique, but compared to theirs, Iron Bone Skill was not worth mentioning.
"How can Chen’Er face such an opponent?"
Mrs. Lin’s face was pale with worry. She was just an ordinary housewife, knowing little about martial matters as her son never talked about such things at home. In her mind, the duels between martial artists should be fist to palm...
But facing a giant opponent, what if a punch landed on Chen’Er...
"No need to worry. Since Lin Chen dares to challenge, he is prepared. A martial artist’s strength is not determined by size."
Jia Nanzhuo comforted Mrs. Lin. Indeed, increase in size brings more power, but after reaching the Innate Realm, strength of Innate Powerhouses should hardly be related to body size.
Yes.
Jia Nanzhuo wasn’t sure because there were no Innate Martial Artists in Liang.
The Innate Elders from the Martial Arts Alliance of the Nine Kingdoms wouldn’t reveal details about Innate Martial Artists to him.
His words were more based on his own assumption.
"Did you hear Lord Jia? Don’t worry so much; our family Chen’Er hasn’t even fought yet."
Father Lin also held his wife’s hand, although the sweat in his palm revealed his inner tension. Mrs. Lin, of course, sensed it but said nothing more, pressing her lips tightly, her eyes still full of concern.
"How will Senior Brother Lin respond?"
Zhao Jingchuan, Lu Yongfeng, and others had their eyes fixed on the screen, and then their mouths opened wide as if witnessing something unbelievable.
On the screen, two giants were frantically battling.
With wide open movements!
One was full of flames, the other filled with rocks.
Though they couldn’t hear the sound, everyone could clearly feel the terror of these two giants fighting.
"We’d probably not withstand a single punch."
Lu Yongfeng swallowed, and next to him, Wei Chuzhi laughed at this and said, "You hope to withstand a punch? Below Innate, we can’t even get close."
He hadn’t entered the Innate Realm, but he had witnessed duels between Senior Brothers at the Innate Realm in their sect. The power and aura they emitted required Middle Grade martial artists like them to keep ten zhang away. Once their energies clashed and burst forth, they would have to retreat a hundred zhang.
Father and Mrs. Lin held each other’s hands tightly, their hearts suspended in their throats. They never knew martial artists’ battles were this intense. Chen’Er never shared anything with them before.
Thinking of Chen’Er’s journey to this point, they couldn’t imagine how much suffering and injury he took but always disguised it with happy news.
Luckily, this tension didn’t last long.