Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 40: Mastering the Qingfeng Palm

After a discussion.

Lu Yongfeng, Zhao Jingchuan and Cheng Ying all fell into deep self-doubt.

What a miserable defeat!
None of the three of them could last more than three moves at Lin Chen's hands; all of them were defeated miserably within three moves.

Zhao Jingchuan and Cheng Ying finally understood why Senior Brother Lu asked this question just now.

Only after experiencing it personally can one feel the horror of Lin Chen’s Qingfeng Palm.

It was so ethereal that there was no trace left, but the palm strike was extremely precise, and every move hit the vital points.

In the martial arts hall, they have sought out senior brothers who have achieved the third level of enlightenment to practice with, but they feel that those senior brothers who have achieved the third level of enlightenment are probably not as good as Lin Chen.

"Don't ask. If you want to know, just practice more. Practice to death."

Lin Chen did not try to comfort Lu Yongfeng and the other two. As they came out of the same martial arts hall, he also hoped that Lu Yongfeng and the other two could go further in martial arts.

Only a severe blow can arouse the fighting spirit of the three people.

As for whether their Taoist faith would be broken, he believed that Lu Yongfeng and the other two were not so fragile.

"Senior Brother Lin..."

After a while, Zhao Jingchuan gave a helpless smile and said, "Forget it, we won't continue the sparring today. I'll take you to the most lively place in Wuyuan."

"Yes, I have no intention of practicing martial arts today. It will take at least a few hours for me to calm down." Cheng Ying nodded.

"My three junior brothers, don't reveal my situation to anyone else." Lin Chen reminded them.

The competition among new disciples of the eight major martial arts schools is held every three months, and he doesn't want others to know his background in advance.

"Brother Lin, don't worry. We know our limits and will never reveal this to anyone. Only the three of us know about this." Lu Yongfeng said seriously.

The few of them did not continue the discussion. Zhao Jingchuan led the three of them out of the courtyard and walked to the end of a corridor. Suddenly, the view became clear.

There are several arenas in the open martial arts arena in front. Warriors are fighting on several of the arenas, and there are also many warriors watching below the arenas.

It was crowded and extremely lively.

However, these warriors appear to be in their early twenties.

"Brother Lin, these twelve arenas correspond to the first to twenty-fourth awakenings. Those who meet the realm requirements can go on stage and fight with other warriors. If you defeat ten opponents, you can participate in the championship competition at the end of the month. The warrior who wins the championship will be rewarded with ten taels of silver by Wuyuan."

Seeing Lin Chen staring at the two warriors fighting on one of the stages, Zhao Jingchuan explained in a low voice: "Brother Lin, the stage you are looking at is for warriors who have reached the seventh and eighth levels of enlightenment. It attracts the most attention. After all, when one reaches the tenth level of enlightenment, he is considered a well-known figure and will not fight in the arena frequently."

With his intelligence, he could get a job in the government, which made him a well-known figure. It was inappropriate for him to show off in such a public way. Lin Chen could understand that.

"Brother Lin, with your current strength, you can go to the first arena and fight with other warriors. If you don't want to expose yourself, you can choose to cover your face with a mask."

Lin Chen's eyes narrowed slightly as he thought about the feasibility of what Zhao Jingchuan said.

Seeing Lin Chen pondering, Lu Yongfeng interrupted and said, "In fact, many students from the eight martial arts schools will come here to fight in the ring. This is also an opportunity for actual combat. Moreover, many martial arts school students will choose to wear a mask to conceal their true identity."

"Why?"

"It's not shameful to lose." Cheng Ying greeted.

That makes sense!

After pondering for a moment, Lin Chen asked, "How can I participate in the arena competition?"

"Just go to Wuyuan and get an identity card."

“Are there any restrictions on getting an ID card?”

"There are no restrictions. The elder in my family said that the martial arts garden itself is just a place. One can only stay in a martial arts hall for three years at most. However, a martial artist's martial arts journey is long, so the emergence of the martial arts garden is convenient for everyone."

After listening to Zhao Jingchuan's explanation, Lin Chen also understood.

A young man who enters a martial arts hall at the age of fifteen, even if it takes three years to enter a martial arts school, will only be in his early twenties by the time he finishes the three years in the martial arts hall, while a martial artist's energy and blood will not decline until he is forty.

There are still a long decade ahead!
The warriors in Poyang County need a place like Wuyuan for them to communicate, compete, and even exchange resources.

For students who are still in the martial arts school, coming to the martial arts garden to participate in the arena competition can also improve their martial arts skills. The realm of these martial artists in the arena competition may not be very high, and they are all below the tenth level of opening, but some of these martial artists have practiced martial arts for more than ten years and are very proficient in the skills.

By competing with these people, you can discover your own shortcomings and make rapid progress.

If you are afraid of being embarrassed, just wear a mask.

After figuring this out, Lin Chen, Lu Yongfeng and Cheng Ying, led by Zhao Jingchuan, went to the registration office of Wu Garden. The manager of Wu Garden glanced at the three of them, without asking about their identities, he took out three identity cards from under the cabinet and informed them of the rules.

Wuyuan identity card cannot be loaned out!
This is the only requirement that Wuyuan places on warriors.

Lin Chen took his ID card, which had only a number on it.

One thousand two hundred and eight!

Lin Chen glanced at the numbers on Lu Yongfeng and Cheng Ying’s tokens. The three of them were adjacent to each other, and the numbers of the two were behind him.

From the attitude of the man in charge of registration, Lin Chen believed what Zhao Jingchuan said. Wu Yuan really didn't care about these enlightened warriors. He gave them ID cards without even asking their real names.

After getting the ID card, Lin Chen did not rush to the ring to challenge, because the martial arts school would start school on the 16th day of the first lunar month, and it was actually only the middle of the month now. He could wait until the end of the month to challenge.

Practice Qingfeng Palm until you are proficient in it first, then you will have a better grasp of it.

After agreeing on the next meeting time with Zhao Jingchuan and others, the four of them left the martial arts garden and returned to their respective martial arts halls.

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Five days later!

February 19, 298th year of the Daliang calendar.

Jingshuikan dormitory!
Lin Chen slapped the camphor tree again.

boom!
The camphor tree shook, and where the palm of the hand touched, the bark several feet above and below fell off, revealing the smooth flesh. This time, as much as 20% of the leaves fell off.

The camphor tree is lush and leafy, with so many leaves that it looks like a canopy. However, after the fall, the gaps between the leaves have become looser and larger, visibly visible to the naked eye.

As for where Lin Chen's palm landed, it penetrated deep into the tree flesh, at least half a foot deep.

Qingfeng Palm, now I have mastered it!
"continue!"

Glancing at the panel, which showed [Qingfeng Palm: Mastery (1/10)], Lin Chen did not stop.

After Lin Chen mastered the Qingfeng Palm, every time he made an attack, the wind from his palm whistled. At the same time, when he moved his palm, the blood in his left shoulder and right arm began to circulate continuously, and all the blood flowed to the third acupoint: the right shoulder.

Lin Chen had mastered the martial arts and his blood circulation had accelerated, so he naturally would not let go of this opportunity.

Another night of hard practice.

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……

Wake up the next day.

Lin Chen continued to practice Qingfeng Palm for an hour, but the progress of Qingfeng Palm on the panel did not move at all.

"No wonder the progress has become (1/10). It seems that once you have mastered the Qingfeng Palm, you can't just practice more. You need to comprehend the true meaning of Qingfeng Palm."

"I have the title of 'Black to the End'. My comprehension will be improved at night, so it is most suitable to practice Qingfeng Palm after nightfall. I can practice other martial arts techniques during the day to maximize the use of time."

Although it was a bit regrettable that his progress in Qingfeng Palm had not increased, Lin Chen was not greedy. His progress in martial arts had already far surpassed most people.

After taking off his training clothes, Lin Chen changed into his own clothes, left the dormitory, and went straight out of the martial arts gym.

The joy of a breakthrough in martial arts should not be enjoyed by one person alone.

He is going to visit Teacher Yu!

Instructor Yu has been very kind to me. Now that I have mastered the Qingfeng Palm, it is time to tell Instructor Yu the good news.

(End of this chapter)