Borrow my talent? Wood Release Sharingan stuns the school beauty.

"Wood Release: Splintering Technique!" Several sharp wooden spikes pierced towards Yan Jing.

Yan Jing reacted extremely quickly, gathering earth-elemental spiritual energy in his left hand to form a thick earth shield that blocked the attack of the wooden spikes.

With a muffled thud, the wooden spike struck the earthen shield and snapped instantly.

"You've got some skill." Yan Jing sneered. He could tell that Lin Chen had broken through to the Martial Master level the moment they exchanged blows, so he wasn't too surprised.

The earth shield vanished instantly, and he charged forward again, unleashing a barrage of skills at Lin Chen as if they were free.

Lin Chen remained calm and composed, his three-tomoe Sharingan firmly locking onto Yan Jing's attack trajectory. He nimbly dodged while continuously unleashing Wood Release techniques, engaging Yan Jing in a fierce battle.

Lin Chen could have easily taken down Yan Jing, but he didn't.

Although he killed many ferocious beasts, he still lacked combat experience, which is why he used Yan Jing as a whetstone.

After a dozen or so rounds, Yan Jing's expression gradually became serious.

He originally thought that Lin Chen was just a martial artist with double B-level talent, and even if he broke through to the Martial Master level, he would not be his match. However, after actually fighting, he found that Lin Chen's strength far exceeded his expectations.

Lin Chen was extremely fast and could always accurately evade his attacks. Moreover, his Wood Release technique was extremely powerful and had amazing penetrating power. Although his earth shield was sturdy, it was gradually scratched by the wooden spikes.

What shocked him even more was that Lin Chen's spiritual power seemed inexhaustible; after fighting for so long, his aura remained completely undisturbed.

"Impossible! How could someone with a double B-level talent have such strength?" Yan Jing's face was full of shock, and his tone was filled with disbelief.

Lin Chen didn't answer. His eyes hardened, and he unleashed his full spiritual power, shouting, "Wood Release: Tree Binding Eternal Burial!"

A towering tree burst forth from the ground, quickly wrapping around Yan Jing's limbs and torso, imprisoning him firmly.

Yan Jing struggled frantically, his earth-elemental spiritual energy surging as he tried to break free of the restraints, but the trees were incredibly tough, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge them an inch.

Lin Chen slowly stepped forward, conjuring a sharp wooden spike in his right hand, aiming it at Yan Jing's chest.

"Hand over your points."

"Or I'll cut off your arm."

These were the words Yan Jing had just said to Lin Chen, and now Lin Chen was returning them to him.

Yan Jing's face turned pale; he hadn't expected to lose.

He knew that Lin Chen was using him as a practice target when Lin Chen used Wood Release: Tree Binding Burial.

The gap between them was so huge.

Both sides are martial arts masters, but I have an S-level talent.

He was unwilling but helpless, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "The points are all in the cloth bag at my waist. Take them yourself."

Lin Chen bent down, yanked the cloth bag off Yan Jing's waist. It felt heavy in his hand. He opened the bag and reached inside to take out the points vouchers.

The moment my fingertips touched the beast's left ear, a sticky sensation came over me, as if it were coated with a thin layer of oil, and was also a little slippery.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow and subconsciously rubbed his fingertips, assuming it was just the blood and grime Yan Jing had picked up while hunting ferocious beasts, and didn't think much of it.

He quickly counted them and found there were twelve Tier 1 ferocious beasts with left ears and three Tier 2 ferocious beasts with left ears, which added up to exactly 180 points.

With his own points, he has accumulated over 400. Not to mention the top 100, he could easily break into the top 20.

"You're smart enough to know what's good for you." Lin Chen casually tossed the cloth bag back to Yan Jing's feet, didn't look at him again, and turned to leave.

Watching Lin Chen's retreating figure, Yan Jing's pale and unwilling expression vanished instantly, replaced by a triumphant smile.

He did not struggle, remaining firmly imprisoned by the tree-bound eternal burial, but the light in his eyes grew increasingly eerie, as he quietly awaited something.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a series of hurried footsteps approached, accompanied by several familiar auras, quickly drawing closer.

Yan Jing looked up and saw Zhao Yu leading several lackeys rushing towards them.

Zhao Yu's face was already gloomy. When he walked to the edge of the open space and saw the messy signs of a fight on the ground, his brows furrowed instantly.

"Yan Jing, what happened? I sent you to 'entertain' Lin Chen, how did you end up like this?"

His four lackeys also stepped forward, looking at the imprisoned Yan Jing with surprise, and then used their abilities to help Yan Jing break free.

In their eyes, Yan Jing was Zhao Yu's strongest henchman, with an S-level earth-type talent and the strength of an early-stage martial artist. How could he not be able to defeat Lin Chen?

Yan Jing quickly emerged with the help of several people and stood respectfully before Zhao Yu: "Young Master Zhao, I made a mistake."

"That kid Lin Chen has already broken through to the early stage of Martial Master, and his talent is quite strange."

"He seems to be very restrained." Like the others before him, Yan Jing did not tell Zhao Yu directly after learning of Lin Chen's strength.

Otherwise, he would seem useless.

Yan Jing knew that Zhao Yu needed his help to achieve good results in the martial arts college entrance examination, and he also needed Zhao Yu's resources to grow.

Anyway, Lin Chen can't escape now.

Zhao Yu's face instantly darkened, his aura of violence almost overflowing. He gritted his teeth and said, "Trash! You can't even beat a kid with double B-level talent, and you even gave him points. You've utterly disgraced me!"

If it were any other lackey, Zhao Yu would have already made his move.

But Yan Jing is different. He is the strongest henchman under his command, with S-level talent and the strength of an early-stage martial artist. If his family were better off and he could obtain enough cultivation resources, even he himself might not be a match for Yan Jing.

Yan Jing is still very useful to him. If he wants to achieve better results in the martial arts college entrance examination, he will need Yan Jing's help. Now is not the time to settle scores.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu's tone softened a bit, and he asked, "Was the second plan successful?"

"Don't worry, Young Master Zhao, everything is proceeding according to plan."

"When Lin Chen took the points voucher just now, he must have touched the powder on my cloth bag."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu's gloomy expression vanished instantly, replaced by a sinister smile and a flash of murderous intent in his eyes: "Good! Well done!"

The powder was specially prepared by Zhao Yue. It was colorless, odorless, sticky, and difficult to remove. It could not only attract ferocious beasts in the secret realm, but also leave a unique scent. As long as it touched him, Zhao Yue would not have to worry about not being able to find Lin Chen.

For this reason, he also brought along someone with an enhanced sense of smell.

Zhao Yu's voice was icy cold, filled with malice. "Martial artists are forbidden from fighting each other in the secret realm, but if he is surrounded and killed by ferocious beasts, then he has no one to blame but himself."

"Lin Chen, I hope you like the gift I gave you."

Zhao Yu had already planned before entering the secret realm that he would incite a small beast tide to kill Lin Chen.

"Find out which direction Lin Chen ran in," Zhao Yu said coldly to one of his henchmen.

This person's special talent is an enhanced sense of smell.

The younger brother then quickly pointed out a direction.