Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 61 I didn’t lose to him, I lost to my own recklessness

Three days later!
boom!
The camphor tree in the yard trembled, and the few leaves it had to begin with fell off by another 30% as Lin Chen slapped his palm.

Now it is visibly sparse.

Slightly baldness evolves into semi-baldness.

Lin Chen stood in the middle of the yard, shirtless. From his arms to his shoulders, blood was visibly flowing on the surface of his skin at the acupuncture points.

Four orifices!

There are two acupoints on each hand.

From this moment on, he was able to truly make up for the shortcomings of his hands.

"panel!"

[Host: Lin Chen]

[Realm: Awakening Realm (4/24): (5/100)]

[Qingfeng Palm: Minor Success (2/10)]

[Water Cloud Palm: Mastery (1/10)]

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… (In order to prevent people from accusing me of cheating, there is actually no such thing as cheating during the free period, but Jiudeng tried not to write out the parts that did not change the panel)
After ten days, the progress of Qingfeng Palm only increased by 1 point.

Lin Chen did not feel discouraged. Although he had been practicing Qingfeng Palm every day for the past ten days, he was more relying on his proficiency in Qingfeng Palm to speed up the circulation of Qi and blood in his body. His understanding of Qingfeng Palm had not improved much.

After spending half an hour getting familiar with the changes after his power increased, Lin Chen changed out of his training clothes at the martial arts gym and put on a set of tights.

This set of clothes was given to him, Lu Yongfeng and the other two by Junior Brother Cheng Yingcheng when they had a party a few days ago. Junior Brother Cheng's family runs a cloth shop, and he gave two sets of clothes to each of the three of them.

It is not the finest silk or satin, but it is extremely soft to wear, and not as rough as linen that would prick the skin.

After leaving the martial arts hall, Lin Chen went to the incense and candle shop to buy a new mask, put it on and went straight to the martial arts garden.

Wuyuan Arena.

When Lin Chen arrived at the arena, what he didn't expect was that there were more warriors there than at the end of last month.

In particular, the number of warriors wearing masks suddenly increased.

"Another student from the martial arts school has arrived. I've been torturing these newbies for the past few days, but it's been fun."

"I heard that the Martial Arts Institute has taken drastic measures against all the major martial arts schools this year. The new batch of students will have to compete every three months. These junior brothers all want to come to the arena to improve their practical combat abilities."

Seeing Lin Chen coming in, the warriors who were not wearing masks also talked for a few words.

Lin Chen understood that the number of warriors at the arena had increased dramatically because new students from various martial arts schools had arrived.

The three-month competition period is about to arrive, and those who are determined to win a place in the martial arts competition have their own plans.

Going to the Wuyuan Arena to improve practical combat skills was not only something I thought of, but others also thought of it.

What a roll!
Lin Chen sighed, walked to the referee's office, and took out his ID card to register.

"Four orifices!"

After reporting his strength, the referee in charge of registration took a look at Lin Chen and then wrote down Lin Chen's ID number on a piece of paper.

Just as Lin Chen walked towards the second arena, the referee flipped the booklet forward about ten pages and saw the number recorded on that page: 1,208, two orifices.

The referee looked up at Lin Chen's back again and circled the number.

Masks change, numbers don't.

……

……

On the second arena, the two warriors fighting on the stage were both wearing masks. After just a few glances, Lin Chen was sure that these two were from the Seven Stars Martial Arts School and the Zhenyue Martial Arts School.

The guy from the Seven Star Martial Arts School is even more proficient in the Seven Star Fist than Lu Yongfeng. Judging from his posture, he must have mastered it.

But even so, the warrior from the Seven Stars Martial Arts School was still at a disadvantage in the ring. His Seven Star Fist was very flexible, but his opponent was not afraid at all.

The man from Zhenyue Martial Arts School was like a mountain of flesh, charging around on the ring. Every time he hit him, the warriors from the Seven Stars Martial Arts School had to dodge in a hurry.

"No matter how exquisite and flexible the moves are, if they can't break the opponent's defense, they are just fancy moves. The man from the Seven Stars Martial Arts School is going to lose."

Not long after Lin Chen guessed the outcome of this fight in his mind, the man from the Seven Stars Martial Arts School was forced to the edge of the ring. Faced with the man from the Zhenyue Martial Arts School charging at him, he finally had to choose to jump off the ring and admit defeat.

The man from the Seven Stars Martial Arts School stepped down from the stage, and several people who were also wearing masks soon gathered around him. Lin Chen saw something and realized that these people should all be from the Seven Stars Martial Arts School, and they were coming together as a group to challenge the opponent.

It wasn't just the Seven Stars Martial Arts School. There were many masked people in groups of three or five in the audience. Lin Chen didn't hesitate. After the man from the Seven Stars Martial Arts School stepped down, he walked towards the stage.

"Brother, do you want to rest?"

According to the rules of the ring, the winner can choose to rest for a quarter of an hour, or choose to leave the ring and come back again after a thorough rest.

"Need not."

The man from Zhenyue Martial Arts School answered in a muffled voice. It was obvious that facing the man from Qixing Martial Arts School did not consume too much of his energy.

"Please give me some advice, brother."

"it is good!"

The man from Zhenyue Martial Arts School shook his body, his muscles vibrating, and he exuded a rock-like toughness. He took the first step forward, and charged forward with overwhelming force, without any hesitation.

Zhenyue Martial Arts School mainly uses Iron Bone Skill. The body is as strong as iron, and it is almost impossible for martial artists of the same level to break its defense. The martial artist from the Seven Star Martial Arts School was driven off the stage because he could not break the opponent's Iron Bone Skill.

Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Lin Chen suddenly accelerated and slapped out with the Qingfeng Palm.

"A disciple of Qingfeng Martial Arts School."

Seeing Lin Chen's palm strike, many people in the audience recognized Lin Chen's identity.

The one who used the Qingfeng Palm must be a disciple of the Qingfeng Martial Arts School.

Snapped!
This palm strike landed on the man from Zhenyue Martial Arts School. Lin Chen could clearly feel the vibration coming from the other's skin. The palm strike was like a drop in the ocean, without any ripples.

It is worthy of being known as the Iron Bone Palm, the best horizontal kung fu in Poyang County!

Lin Chen didn't expect that his mastery-level Qingfeng Palm would not be able to break the opponent's defense.

"Zhenyue Martial Arts School is the best in horizontal training. Among those at the same level, only the Iron Collapse Fist of the Iron Blood Martial Arts School can be compared with it. Other martial arts schools are slightly inferior!"

This sentence was written by Teacher Yu in his notes.

Tiexue Martial Arts School and Zhenyue Martial Arts School have always been the strongest among the eight martial arts schools, one has the hardest fist, and the other has the most powerful shield.

It would be difficult for other martial arts schools to be a match for these two if they are at the same level and have similar proficiency in martial arts.

However, the disciples of these two martial arts schools have paid a huge price to have this advantage. They have to soak their bodies in secret medicines, and their expenses far exceed those of disciples of other martial arts schools.

"If he meets Junior Brother Fu, this guy from Qingfeng Martial Arts School is doomed to fail."

“Although Junior Brother Fu only has four orifices, he has already mastered the Iron Bone Skill. Even if he meets a five-orifice disciple from another martial arts school, he will be confident of victory.”

Mastering the Iron Bone Skill is much more difficult than opening the five orifices.

Among the new students of their Zhenyue Martial Arts School, there are only two who have mastered the Iron Bone Skill to perfection. One is Junior Brother Fu and the other is Senior Brother Gu.

After several consecutive palm strikes, Lin Chen was suppressed by the opponent. Fortunately, after practicing the Feiyan Jue, his body and steps became extremely flexible. Although the arena restricted the use of the Feiyan Jue, it was more than enough to face the disciples of Zhenyue Martial Arts School.

Iron Bone Skill has strong defense but sacrifices flexibility.

Lin Chen paid close attention to the opponent's movements. Every time the opponent turned around and moved, there were obvious signs, which were a bit like the pre-battle sway.

"You're quite good at running, but you don't dare to fight me?"

On the ring, Fu Ang looked at Lin Chen, who was constantly flying around him like a swallow, and he became a little impatient and couldn't help but mock him.

"as you wish!"

Lin Chen stopped, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he took a deep breath, and the energy in his body surged. He no longer held back, and swung out with all his strength using the Qingfeng Palm.

A palm was slapped out with a low hum of cutting the air, like a sharp blade. Fu Ang didn't take it seriously at first, but when Lin Chen's palm landed on his body, his expression changed slightly. This palm actually landed on his arm, causing his arm to feel a sharp pain, as if a sharp blade had cut through the skin.

Before Fu Ang could recover from his shock, Lin Chen suddenly accelerated and struck him with one Qingfeng Palm after another. Every time he struck, Fu Ang felt pain and retreated.

This scene made the pupils of the Henglian Martial Arts School disciples in the audience shrink suddenly, and they looked at the changes on the stage in disbelief.

Junior Brother Fu actually retreated!
How is this possible!
Unless they encounter disciples from the Tiexue Martial Arts School, disciples from other martial arts schools at the same level will not be able to break through Junior Brother Fu's Iron Bone Skill defense.

Four or five orifices won’t work, but six orifices are possible!

But the disciple from Qingfeng Martial Arts School in front of him obviously also has four orifices. How did he do it?
It can't be possible that this disciple of Qingfeng Martial Arts School has achieved a small level of success in the Qingfeng Palm?

The sixth palm, the seventh palm...

Fu Ang, the person involved, had an extremely painful expression under his mask. Every palm strike from the opponent was like a knife cutting him, and the pain made him grimace in pain.

call out!
When he saw another palm coming down from the opponent, Fu Ang subconsciously stepped back.

This retreat caused an uproar below the stage!
The disciples of Zhenyue Martial Arts School actually retreated. This scene was very rare to see.

The disciples of Zhenyue Martial Arts School, who were known for their iron bones, would actually retreat?

Lose your face!

The three disciples of Zhenyue Martial Arts School below the stage also had very ugly expressions, but fortunately their faces were hidden by masks.

Fu Ang took a few steps back and heard the uproar from the audience. His face instantly turned red. He had brought shame to the martial arts school.

But the opponent's palm landed on my body and it was really painful.

"I'll fight you!"

Seeing that the opponent's palm was about to fall again, Fu Ang suddenly roared, and his whole body rushed forward like a charging wild boar.

Lin Chen was stunned. What does that mean?
With the opponent's speed, there is no way he could hit me.

Lin Chen turned his body like a breeze and avoided the head-on collision from Fu Ang. When he was about to turn around and strike with a palm, he found that Fu Ang did not stop and rushed directly to the ring.

Lin Chen raised his hands in the air: ...

His body fell to the ground, but Fu Ang felt relieved.

He did it on purpose!

He deliberately let himself rush off the stage!

As a disciple of Zhenyue Martial Arts School, it is too embarrassing to be beaten back continuously. Rather than continue to be tortured like this, it is better to lose bravely.

The disciples of Zhenyue Martial Arts School rely on their iron-boned skills to charge forward. The arena is so small that it is understandable that they lost their strength and rushed off the arena.

I didn't lose to my opponent, but to my own recklessness.

(End of this chapter)