Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 559 Hoping the Prince Consort Will Offer Assistance
on the main hall.

After Lin Chen obtained the first key, the remaining floating flames suddenly surged, transforming into a wave of fire that poured down into the hall. Sensing the power of this wave of fire, many martial artists' expressions changed, and they retreated towards the outside of the hall almost without hesitation.

The fire was even stronger than the one at the entrance of the main hall, and they couldn't withstand it.

Of course, some were unwilling to give up and prepared to withstand the flames, but in the end, they were turned to ashes by the flames.

After this wave passed, another hundred martial artists were gone from the main hall.

Lin Chen was the only one in the entire hall who was unaffected by the flames. This time it wasn't because of his strength, but because he had a key. When the flames appeared, the key emitted light, forming a halo that blocked the flames.

The heat wave came quickly and disappeared just as quickly.

Ten breaths later, the flames disappeared, and a ball of fire reappeared in front of the main hall.

Upon seeing the number of fireballs, Lin Chen's pupils contracted slightly. There were ten more fireballs this time than last time. Did this mean that the second wave of flames was stronger than the first?
If that's the case, each wave of fire will be stronger than the last. To preserve our strength, we must seize the key as soon as possible.

It's feared that the idea of ​​some people wanting to conserve their strength and seize the key later is about to be shattered.

Lin Chen muttered to himself, "The rules of the Holy Fire Hall force everyone to compete for keys in the earlier rounds, otherwise the damage from the Flame Stream alone will be unbearable later on."

Lin Chen could think of these things, and so could everyone in the hall. At this moment, everyone's gaze toward the key in the fireball was even more intense than before.

boom!
Almost simultaneously, dozens of figures moved at the same time, and various treasures flashed wildly as they collided fiercely in the air, producing a deafening sound of metal clashing.

Flames, ice, gales... countless weapon lights and shadows filled the entire hall with a whistling sound.

The key was just ten feet in front of these figures.

Ten zhang is a distance that can be covered in an instant for any martial artist in the hall. However, at this moment, ten zhang is like an insurmountable chasm. Anyone who gets too close to the key will inevitably face a joint attack from the others.

Screams echoed throughout the room, and even Lin Chen thought these guys were a bit crazy.

There are six forces eyeing this key, including eight experts at the fourth level of the Innate Realm. However, the next moment, Lin Chen's gaze suddenly turned to the key.

A figure appeared, holding the key in one hand, but none of the warriors fighting in the hall noticed it.

Lin Chen also gave this person a few deep looks. Even he didn't realize when this person had arrived at the key's side. If the other person's target wasn't the key, but him... then he would most likely get slapped by him.

Although he couldn't sense when the other party appeared next to the key with his divine sense, this only meant that the other party had cultivated a top-notch movement technique and had reached the ultimate level of concealment of his divine soul aura. But this did not mean that he would be completely unaware if the other party approached him.

Innate martial artists have a natural sense of deadly danger. Unless the opponent's movement technique is so strong that even martial artists below the Myriad Manifestations Realm cannot sense it, Lin Chen does not believe that such a heaven-defying technique exists in this world.

The power of any cultivation technique is linked to one's own cultivation level.

If a martial artist at the fourth level of the Innate Realm could approach a sixth-level Innate Realm expert simply by using their movement technique, then there would be no distinction between the six levels of the Innate Realm.

Li You gripped the key with a smile on his face. Even though all the martial artists vying for it were looking at him, he didn't care, because they had no chance anymore.

boom!
The remaining flames suddenly surged and transformed into a torrent of fire. The warriors who had been preparing to snatch the key from Li You changed their expressions and, disregarding Li You, began to defend themselves against the torrent of fire.

Ten breaths later, the flames subsided.

Those unwilling warriors attacked again, but strangely, the aura around Li You did not disappear, and all the attacks that landed on that aura vanished without a trace.

The key protected Li You.

Upon seeing this, Lin Chen's pupils shrank, and a certain guess formed in his mind.

The key also protects its holder, something no one knew, especially since the person who initially tried to steal the key died, and no one considered this possibility.

Therefore, after the Flame Stream appears, the key is essentially bound to its owner and will protect its master.

Was this person lucky, or did they know these things in advance?

The estimated duration of the flame surge can be determined based on the timing of the previous flame surge. However, there is no precedent for the key to protect the holder after the flame surge has passed.

Lin Chen didn't think the other party was just lucky, because it was too much of a coincidence.

To be able to accurately predict the duration of the flame under such circumstances requires sufficient composure. Such a shrewd person would not easily take risks without absolute certainty.

Therefore, this person knows more about the Sacred Fire Hall than the disciples of the Myriad Fire Sect. What is this person's background?

After realizing they couldn't attack Li You, the martial artists present, though unwilling, had no choice but to give up and turn their attention to the next wave of fireballs.

Three breaths later, another wave of fireballs appeared, this time ten more than the last time.

"Everyone, the Sacred Flame Hall was founded by our founder, the Myriad Flames Sect. It is not unreasonable for our sect to want a key!"

With a loud shout, Meng Bing unleashed a burst of innate fire from his body. The other disciples of the Myriad Fire Sect also summoned their own innate fires. The appearance of nearly ten innate fires caused the temperature in the entire hall to rise sharply.

The other martial artists, who were about to take action, all held back upon hearing Meng Bing's words.

It's not that they're genuinely willing to give Wanhuo Sect face, but rather that the disciples of Wanhuo Sect are quite strong overall. If they were to truly confront them, they wouldn't gain any advantage. They can't guarantee that they'll be able to snatch the key from Wanhuo Sect. In the end, if they fail to snatch the key and offend Wanhuo Sect, it would truly be a case of losing more than they gain.

After all, the exit of the Sacred Flame Realm is on the territory of the Myriad Flames Sect.

After receiving the key, Meng Bing followed Lin Chen's example and clasped her hands in a gesture of respect, saying, "Thank you all for your hospitality."

"Brother Meng, you are too kind. After all, the Sacred Fire Hall was created by your sect's founder. We are willing to give up this key to the Myriad Fire Sect."

"That's right, the Wanhuo Sect can't be missing anyone else." The key was already in Meng Bing's hands, and it was unrealistic to fight for it anymore. The martial artists from various sects present started to say nice things, but everyone knew what was really going on.

Another wave of heat appeared, and this time another hundred warriors withdrew, leaving less than three hundred warriors in the entire hall.

The fireballs reappeared, and their numbers increased once again. But what excited all the warriors in the hall was that this time, two of the fireballs contained keys.

"My Great Luo Sect needs a key!"

"My Star Luo Sect needs a key!"

"This key belongs to my Fulongmen!"

Many super sects made their move once again, and this time the competition was even more intense than the last. In the end, after paying a heavy price, the two keys were obtained by the fourth-level experts of the Star Luo Sect and the Fulong Sect.

The main hall began to reek of blood.

The next wave of flames reappeared, and the main hall lost over a hundred people. Lin Chen also saw Zeng Xi's departure and the resentment in Zeng Xi's eyes.

With Zeng Xi's talent, he was no less than those at the fourth level of the Innate Realm. But that's how martial arts are. Besides talent, timing is also very important. If the Holy Flame Hall had opened twenty years later, then Zeng Xi would be the one leading the Thousand Machines Sect right now.

One can only say that he was born at the wrong time.

Then, in the following waves, each round had two keys, and the number of warriors in the entire hall gradually decreased until only a few dozen remained.

"Sister, it's our turn now."

Zhuang Qiang nodded in agreement when she heard her sister's words. The reason she hadn't acted earlier wasn't because she lacked the strength to fight for the key, but simply because she didn't want to get into a fierce battle.

With each wave of fiery currents, the number of warriors from each major sect decreases by a few, and currently, the largest force still on the field consists of no more than three people, making it impossible to form an alliance.

As the fireball appeared, Zhuang Qiang gave a soft shout: "Attack!"

The two sisters shot out immediately, and there were more than a dozen other figures doing the same. At this moment, almost all those who could remain here were innate fourth-level martial artists. At such a short distance, no matter how fast their movement was, it was difficult to create a significant gap.

"These two have finally made their move."

When Lin Chen saw the Zhuang sisters make their move, he also had a scrutinizing look in his eyes. He had noticed the two women since he entered the hall.

With so many keys appearing, the two women made no move, as if they had no interest in the keys at all. Now it seems that these two women are not uninterested in the keys, but want to get two keys at the same time. Their ambition is really big. Even the host, Wan Huozong, only got one key.

boom!
With a single palm strike, Zhuang Qiang snapped the incoming longsword in two. Her gaze turned to her sister, who had also obtained the key but was now being besieged by four Innate Realm Fourth Stage martial artists. The same was true for her side.

Although each major faction currently has no more than three members, they all share a common goal: to attack whoever obtains the key. However, while attacking, they are also on guard against others.

"That's a bit too greedy."

Standing beside Lin Chen, Meng Bing slowly spoke. These two women actually wanted two keys. If it were only one, perhaps the martial artists present would be willing to give it to them, but taking both at the same time would inevitably provoke the wrath of the crowd.

A few breaths later, Zhuang Qiang's face turned pale. She herself could bear it, but she was afraid that her younger sister would not be able to hold on.

Zhuang Qiang glanced around the room, especially noticing Lin Chen standing calmly to the side, and then she had an idea.

"Your Highness, I hope you will lend a helping hand."

Lin Chen, who was watching the show with amusement, was momentarily stunned when he heard the voice transmission in his ear.

Prince Consort!

When did I become a prince consort?
But the next moment Lin Chen immediately realized that the two women were from the Flower Clan, and were members of Senior Sister Jiang's clan.

“My lord, my sister and I are not greedy, but we have no choice but to enter the next level. Moreover, it would be beneficial for you if we both entered the next level.”

Zhuang Qiang transmitted her voice again. Upon hearing this, Lin Chen's eyes narrowed. Looking at Zhuang Wei, who was struggling to defend herself, he flashed and appeared in front of her the next moment.

"Gentlemen, let's just give up this key."

Lin Chen's appearance caused the several Innate Realm Fourth Stage martial artists who were preparing to attack to freeze in place. They did not want to confront Lin Chen, as the fate of Wan Xingyao of the Eight Desolations Sect was still fresh in their minds. However, they were unwilling to give up the key.

"Lin Chen, we've already given you a key, isn't this going too far!"

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't think that just because you defeated Wan Xingyao, you are truly invincible."

Hearing the words of these five experts at the fourth level of the Innate Realm, Lin Chen said indifferently, "Since you are unwilling to yield, then why not make a move?"

Seeing that Lin Chen showed no sign of backing down, the five powerful figures hesitated. Just as they were hesitating, the remaining flames suddenly surged, and another wave of heat swept in.

Even Lin Chen was shocked by the power of this wave of flames, and the innate fourth-level martial artists who had not obtained the key changed their expressions instantly, realizing that they could not withstand this wave of flames.

Extreme resentment surfaced in the eyes of these martial artists. If they had known the situation, they would never have held back just now out of fear of Lin Chen.

Rumble!
The fiery torrent poured down like a flood, and when it dissipated, no warriors without keys remained standing in the main hall.

There were only sixteen people present, including Lin Chen.

Just as Lin Chen was about to send a telepathic message to the two women, that cold voice came again.

"Level 1 complete, Level 2 begins!"

(End of this chapter)