Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 310 This is simply a humanoid beast
The state of Zheng followed the lead of the state of Han.

However, Han State never truly trusted Zheng State. Zheng State had a deep connection with the demon race and was completely devoid of any sense of propriety, righteousness, or shame.

This country is full of wolfish ambitions.

Han's attitude toward Zheng was to use Zheng to restrain Liang, but not to let Zheng become too powerful.

In this ranking competition, Bian Xinjie's Demon-Sealing Pearl was to prevent Zheng Guo from holding back, fearing that a disciple of a certain martial arts academy in Zheng Guo might have a powerful demon bloodline within him. Given Zheng Guo's shamelessness, they are capable of doing such a thing.

Zheng Guo can use a forbidden method to infuse powerful demon blood into a martial artist's body, allowing the martial artist to unleash strength far exceeding their own level. An eighth-rank martial artist can withstand the power of a demon bloodline equivalent to that of a seventh-rank martial artist.

The consequence is that once this eighth-rank martial artist unleashes the power of the demon race, he will lose his mind and eventually become a demon man with only the instinct to kill.

Other countries might not be able to do this, but the State of Zheng might.

To Bian Xinjie's surprise, this demon-sealing pearl, originally intended to guard against the Zheng Kingdom, was unexpectedly used by Lin Chen.

At the very front of the stands, when the powerful figure from the Zheng Kingdom saw Bian Xinjie take out the Demon-Sealing Pearl, a cold glint flashed across his old face, but he quickly recovered.

"Fourth Sister, what is this Demon-Sealing Pearl?"

Murong Xin looked puzzled when she saw the white bead that Bian Xinjie had crushed.

As a princess of the Yan Kingdom, she had high standards, but she had never heard of a treasure like the Demon-Sealing Pearl.

"The Demon-Sealing Pearl is a treasure crafted using secret techniques. Currently, only the Korean Kingdom can craft it, and even within the Korean Kingdom, Demon-Sealing Pearls are extremely rare. Once the Demon-Sealing Pearl is crushed, all demonic power will be suppressed for a quarter of an hour."

Murong Shuang explained, and Murong Xin asked in confusion, "I didn't expect Han Kingdom to prepare a Demon-Sealing Pearl for Lin Chen. It seems that Han Kingdom attaches great importance to Lin Chen and started preparing a long time ago."

"It was just a lucky accident. Han was defending the State of Zheng, but it just happened to be used on Lin Chen."

Murong Yan's beautiful eyes shone with wisdom. If Han Guo had been on guard against Lin Chen so early on, given Han Guo's style of doing things, this ranking competition would not have been held so smoothly. At least during the points competition, Han Guo would have taken some action.

The Demon-Sealing Pearl in Bian Xinjie's hand was undoubtedly meant to protect her from Zheng Guo. In order to gather information for Lin Chen, she had specifically reviewed the ranking competitions from the previous dozens of sessions.

In one of the competitions, Zheng Guo Martial Arts Academy won first place. In that competition, two martial artists from Zheng Guo, who were only at the eighth rank, displayed strength comparable to the seventh rank during the competition.

However, less than a year after the competition, both of these disciples from the Zheng State Martial Arts Academy died.

The news was kept secret in Zheng, but Yan had its own spies in Zheng who discovered that after the two martial arts academy disciples returned home, they killed several of their fellow disciples, lost their minds, and were no different from wild beasts.

Although Zheng Guo never won first place again in the subsequent years, and no disciple ever displayed strength far exceeding their own, Han Guo must have taken precautions in every year. This Demon-Sealing Pearl may have passed through the hands of several generations of Han Guo martial arts academy disciples before it was passed to Bian Xinjie.

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"Lin Chen!"

On the arena, after Bian Xinjie let out a loud shout, a wisp of cold mist suddenly swept out from his body, instantly obscuring Bian Xinjie's figure.

Soon, the cold mist covered most of the arena, and in just ten breaths, the entire arena was shrouded in the cold mist.

Outside the arena, everyone who saw the arena shrouded in cold mist was shocked. As expected of Bian Xinjie, who ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking, his aura was so astonishing.

Everyone knew that at this point, Bian Xinjie would no longer underestimate Lin Chen and would definitely go all out without holding back.

It remains to be seen whether Lin Chen has any other trump cards up his sleeve now that he can no longer use that incredibly powerful bow.

"Bian Xinjie is bound to lose!"

Murong Yan looked at the shrouded mist with a determined look in her eyes.

"Sixth Sister, what makes you so sure?"

Murong Shuang and Murong Xin looked at Murong Yan at the same time, wondering if Lin Chen had other trump cards up his sleeve.

"Lin Chen, your greatest skill has never been archery."

"If it's not archery, then what is it?"

Murong Yan's red lips curved into a beautiful arc. What is Lin Chen's greatest strength?
It is his soul and his body.

She knew very well how strong Lin Chen's soul was, and she had already seen a glimpse of how strong Lin Chen's physical body was back at the Canglan Martial Academy.

Although she hadn't witnessed those training sessions firsthand, she was aware of them, and in her mind, Lin Chen's archery skills were probably the weakest. Bian Xinjie was sorely mistaken that sealing Lin Chen's bow and arrows would allow him to defeat Lin Chen.

In the cold fog, Lin Chen simply closed his eyes. His vision was affected by the fog, but that didn't mean he couldn't spot Bian Xinjie.

With his mind fully focused, he was able to clearly sense Bian Xinjie's location.

Bian Xinjie made a move.

Amidst the swirling cold mist, Bian Xinjie suddenly spread his ten fingers, unleashing hundreds of icy shards that shot through the air, each carrying a chilling killing intent.

When the ice crystals reached him, Lin Chen chuckled and struck out with his palm without hesitation.

boom!
The moment the palm strike collided with the ice shard, visible ripples appeared in the air, and the ice shard shattered into dust amidst the violent force.

Lin Chen didn't stop there after striking out with one palm. His figure flashed across the spot, locking onto Bian Xinjie's location amidst the surging cold mist, and then struck out with another palm.

How did he find out about me?

Bian Xinjie's pupils contracted sharply. In this cold mist, with Lin Chen's vision obstructed, how did he discover his location?

To conceal his position, he chose to shoot ice shards from a distance and immediately changed position after shooting the shards.

boom!
Bian Xinjie also threw a punch. The moment their fists collided, Bian Xinjie staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with disbelief. Lin Chen's strength was so great that his instantaneous burst of power was even greater than his own.

Why?
I've been at the eighth rank for half a year, while Lin Chen has only broken through to the ninth rank in less than a few months. What makes him so powerful?

Staggering back several steps, Bian Xinjie frowned and dodged again, but Lin Chen followed closely, catching up almost the instant he moved.

Bang bang bang!
Outside the arena, everyone heard thunderous collisions echoing continuously, accompanied by billowing cold mist. Everyone knew that the battle on the arena was intense, but unfortunately, they couldn't see it.

But after thirty breaths, the audience, including the martial arts students from various countries, all gasped in surprise.

The cold mist suddenly dissipated, and as it did, they saw a figure retreating towards the edge of the arena.

It was Bian Xinjie!

No one expected that the first thing they saw in the fight was Bian Xinjie's figure retreating towards the edge of the arena, looking extremely disheveled, his headdress nowhere to be found, his hair disheveled and covering his face.

hiss!
Upon seeing Lin Chen standing on the arena, many people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "What kind of cultivation technique does Lin Chen practice?"

At the center of the arena, Lin Chen's blood and qi were surging like flames, and every inch of his skin shone with a bronze luster. The surrounding cold mist was evaporated by his blood and qi.

"Body Tempering Technique!"

At the front of the stands, a powerful figure from a certain country spoke with a hint of shock. As a second-rank martial artist, he could naturally see why Lin Chen had such an unusual physical phenomenon.

Only martial artists who cultivate body tempering techniques can achieve this.

Looking across the nine kingdoms, there are very few martial artists who practice body tempering techniques. Even in a large country like Han Kingdom, very few martial artists choose the path of body tempering.

This path is not only difficult to walk, but the progress of cultivation is also extremely slow.

However, other martial artists can continuously improve their rank through spiritual weapons and martial will, while martial artists who follow body tempering techniques must rely on improving their physical strength to enhance their power.

"This isn't human, it's a walking melting pot."

Many martial artists felt their hearts tremble when they saw the aura emanating from Lin Chen. If it were them, they would probably be intimidated by the aura emanating from Lin Chen before they even made a move.

"Third on the Heavenly Ranking, so nothing special!"

Lin Chen's voice was like thunder. The next moment, everyone saw a golden light burst forth, and Lin Chen's figure disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Bian Xinjie.

The speed was so fast that most of the martial artists present did not have time to react, including Bian Xinjie.

Grabbing Bian Xinjie's arm, Lin Chen suddenly exerted force with his wrist. With a crisp cracking sound, everyone saw Bian Xinjie's entire right arm being twisted into a bizarre angle!
boom!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Bian Xinjie's body was slammed heavily onto the arena. The bluestone slabs shattered after Bian Xinjie's body hit the ground, dragging for more than ten feet before stopping.

A deep human-shaped mark appeared on the bluestone ground.

The scene was completely silent.

The warrior from Zheng Kingdom looked at the figure in mid-air and couldn't help but wonder who was the one with the bloodline of the demon race.

(End of this chapter)