Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 391 Senior Brother Qiao, leave the rest to me, your junior brother.

In the battlefield of Wudao Mountain.

At this moment, the vast energy of the Azure Waves surged and enveloped Qiao Yuan and Su Lin.

Within this vast energy, frost occasionally appears, breaking through the encirclement of the icy blue ocean.

Everyone who witnessed this battle could feel its intensity.

Time passed slowly, and after half an hour, the icy blue ocean of azure energy disappeared, revealing the figures of Qiao Yuan and Su Lin.

Upon seeing the appearance of the two, many martial artists who were watching the battle exclaimed in surprise.

It's so tragic.

Qiao Yuan's clothes were torn in many places, and his face was extremely pale. Su Lin, on the other hand, was in an even worse state. Not only were his clothes tattered, but half of his long hair had also been cut off, and there was a clear bloodstain on his shoulder.

Wow!
The disciples of Xuanshuang Pavilion were all incredulous at the sight.

Perhaps the outside world doesn't know how strong Senior Brother Su Lin is, but they do know that Senior Brother Su Lin dislikes competitions. He has never even participated in competitions among the disciples within the sect. In Senior Brother Su Lin's words, he only wants to cultivate and doesn't care about rankings.

That's why Senior Brother Su Lin didn't even go to Martial Arts Mountain.

However, no disciple in the sect denied Senior Brother Su Lin's strength, because every year after the sect competition ended, the disciple who won first place would go to challenge Senior Brother Su Lin. They didn't get to see the battle, but in the end, that senior brother still called Su Lin "senior brother".

The phrase "Senior Brother Su" says it all.

Even the formidable Senior Brother Su was at a disadvantage.

On the martial arts mountain.

Su Lin looked at Qiao Yuan. Since he embarked on the path of martial arts cultivation, he had always been ahead of his peers. This made him have no interest in fighting against his peers, including the sect competitions and the martial arts mountain competitions.

Su Lin was confident that, if he wanted to, he could definitely break into the top ten in the Martial Arts Mountain rankings.

Unexpectedly, he found himself at a disadvantage against a relatively unknown disciple from the Canglan Sect.

That's right.

To Su Lin, Qiao Yuan was someone who was virtually unknown.

The Yan Dynasty is vast, with twenty-four super sects that are extremely dazzling, but only the top three of Martial Arts Mountain are truly well-known to everyone under the age of twenty.

The Canglan Sect is far away from the Xuanshuang Pavilion, and the disciples of the two sects do not know each other, especially before Qiao Yuan entered the Xiantian realm. His name would never be heard by disciples of other sects.

"It seems that the Canglan Sect sent you to stop Lin Chen from attacking him, but with your strength, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Su Lin had no intention of continuing the competition. He came to stop Lin Chen this time only to repay a favor.

Even if he gave it his all, at most he and Qiao Yuan would both be severely injured.

Unlike those below the Innate level, who can recover from even the most severe injuries after leaving Martial Arts Mountain, warriors at the Innate level are different in combat.

On Martial Arts Mountain, if a martial artist with innate abilities is injured, their injuries will not heal after leaving the mountain.

"You may be able to stop me, but you can't stop others. A winning streak of 100,000 games? Your Canglan Sect is too greedy."

Su Lin stared at Qiao Yuan. If it weren't for the 100,000-game winning streak to reach the top, but just a normal victory, so many sects wouldn't be eyeing it. After all, someone would always occupy that position.

The Canglan Sect is one of the twenty-four super sects, and it is not unacceptable for other sects that a disciple of the Canglan Sect has reached the top spot.

Although the Canglan Sect has not had a disciple reach the top spot for a hundred years.

Lin Chen wasn't only being blocked by himself; there were others as well.

"I know."

Qiao Yuan simply replied with one sentence: Of course he knew it would be difficult, but it was precisely because he knew it would be difficult that he chose to help Lin Chen.

Otherwise, why would he have broken his original plan and broken through to the Innate Realm without participating in the sect's inner disciple competition?

Su Lin didn't say anything more, only simply saying "I admit defeat," and the next moment his figure disappeared from Martial Arts Mountain.

Su Lin's sudden disappearance left many martial artists watching the battle bewildered. The battle was clearly not over yet, so how could he have vanished?
The martial arts mountain opened the spectator mode, but all spectators could only see the scene and not the dialogue between the two sides.

As Su Lin's foot disappeared, Qiao Yuan's figure also vanished.

As soon as Qiao Yuan returned to the main hall square, Zhao Yulin approached him with a pill: "Swallow this."

"it is good."

Qiao Yuan took the pill, swallowed it, and began to recover as quickly as possible.

However, after only a dozen breaths, the Martial Dao Seal began to shake again, indicating that someone had issued a challenge to him.

"Who is so despicable as to not give people any time to rest?"

Seeing someone continue to challenge Qiao Yuan, even with the sect leader and elders present, Chai Daoqi couldn't help but curse angrily.

Qiao Yuan's figure disappeared from the spot and entered Wudao Mountain once again.

In this match, his opponent came from the Star Luo Sect.

"Xingluo Zongsong Bridge".

"Qiao Yuan of the Canglan Sect".

Neither side exchanged many words. After introducing themselves, they instantly transformed into two streaks of rainbow light and crashed into each other.

This time, the two actually chose to confront each other head-on. Qiao Yuan was surrounded by a vast, surging energy, like a son of the blue ocean, while Song Qiao was also surrounded by star chains, sealing off the entire space.

call out!
Amidst everyone's incredulous gazes, Qiao Yuan grabbed the Star Silver Chain released by Song Qiao with his bare hands, and then dragged it away forcefully.

Click!

The silver chain was torn off by Qiao Yuan, but along with the broken chain, Qiao Yuan's right arm was also severed. The flesh of the entire arm was shaved off by the energy released from the broken chain, revealing the white bones underneath.

"Hiss, this guy's got a death wish."

Many of the disciples watching the battle were shocked by what they saw.

Qiao Yuan of the Canglan Sect is fighting with his life on the line. This is just a competition, and he's not even the main character. Is it really necessary to fight like this?
Canglan Sect.

At this moment, countless disciples were also watching this great battle. When they saw Qiao Yuan break the silver chain, they burst into brilliant cheers. But when they saw the flesh and blood of Qiao Yuan's right arm being cut off, they all exclaimed in shock.

Senior Brother Qiao, you're working too hard.

"Qiao Yuan is telling others in this way that if they want to challenge him, they have to be prepared to fight to the death."

Du Xiaofeng's old face was serious as he looked at Zhao Yulin: "Junior Brother Zhao, no matter how badly Qiao Yuan is injured or what medicine he needs to recover, I guarantee I will get it for him and will never let him suffer any aftereffects on his path of martial arts cultivation."

Qiao Yuan is working so hard, and although he says it's for the Canglan Sect, he's also helping Lin Chen.

Zhao Yulin didn't speak, but there was worry in his eyes.

"Qiao Yuan was not only trying to intimidate later challengers, but also to buy time."

Zhao Yulin had been keeping an eye on Qiao Yuan for the past two years. He knew Qiao Yuan's personality well and knew that Qiao Yuan was not the kind of disciple who would only work himself to the bone. There was another reason for doing this: he was betting that other geniuses would lose face.

This time, with Martial Dao Mountain opening up to spectators, the number of martial artists with Martial Dao Seals in the entire Yan Dynasty was countless, far exceeding 100,000. When you extend that to the other martial artists watching alongside those with Martial Dao Seals, the number of martial artists watching the battle is probably over ten million.

Qiao Yuan was injured. If any later innate martial artist were to challenge him, it would likely attract criticism and be accused of taking advantage of someone in distress and winning unfairly.

For these geniuses who entered the Innate Realm before the age of twenty, their arrogance made it unacceptable.

On Wudao Mountain, Song Qiao was pale. This silver chain was one of the three major techniques of their Xingluo Sect, and it was connected to their souls. The destruction of the silver chain meant that their souls would also be affected.

If he continues fighting, even if he wins, it will probably take several months for his soul to recover.

He knew how to make a decision in a battle where his soul was damaged and victory was not guaranteed.

"I hope you can continue to protect him."

Song Qiao also chose to concede defeat, and Qiao Yuan's right arm drooped down, unable to lift his right hand.

With the disappearance of Song Qiao and Qiao Yuan, many innate martial artists under the age of twenty in various parts of the Yan Dynasty frowned.

Everyone could see Qiao Yuan's injuries. If they challenged Qiao Yuan at this moment, even if they won, it would be an unfair victory.

But if I don't challenge Qiao Yuan, I won't have the chance to challenge Lin Chen, until Lin Chen enters the top thirty...

……

Qiao Yuan's figure reappeared in the main hall square of the Canglan Sect.

Zhao Yulin immediately grabbed Qiao Yuan's arm, and a warm energy surged into Qiao Yuan's body, expelling the unique Star Luo Sect Star Power from his arm.

"You shouldn't have used this method of fighting."

“Master, I’m betting that those people won’t challenge me, an injured person, and that I can buy Lin Chen two or three days.”

Qiao Yuan forced a smile despite his pale face. His arm had been slashed away, but there were enough pills to restore it, and he would recover in two or three days.

"Silly boy."

Zhao Yulin patted Qiao Yuan on the shoulder, unsure of what to say.

"Take this muscle-regenerating pill."

"it is good."

Qiao Yuan took another pill given to him by his master and began to sit cross-legged in meditation. A thin film of blood began to appear visibly on his right arm...

The Supreme Muscle Regeneration Pill is a miraculous medicine for restoring flesh and blood.

However, just as the blood membrane on Qiao Yuan's arm began to swell, and flesh could be vaguely seen growing slowly inside, the martial arts seal hovering above his head began to vibrate again.

The vibration of the Martial Dao Seal caused everyone present to change their expressions instantly.

Someone... didn't care that others would say their victory was unfair, and chose to continue challenging Qiao Yuan.

"Master, I..."

Just as Qiao Yuan was preparing to fight, a long cry of a golden crow came from inside the hall.

boom!
Inside the main hall, flames surged forth like golden light, instantly drawing everyone's attention to the hall.

"Junior Brother succeeded?" Chai Daoqi stared intently at the flames inside the doorway.

Amidst the golden flames, Lin Chen emerged from the sea of ​​fire. His eyes flashed with golden light like sharp swords as he opened and closed. Behind him, the phantom of a blazing sun seemed to float and sink, and the waves of flame beneath his feet spread out into a lava field, annihilating everything in his path.

"Senior Brother Qiao, thank you for buying me time. I'll take care of the rest myself."

(End of this chapter)