His own peerless martial art.

Was actually dismissed by the other as something good only for blowing air?

Ever since he mastered his skills, when had he ever been looked down upon like this?

"You’re looking for death!"

Blowing air, huh? Fine, let’s see how much you can actually take.

With anger mixed in his heart, Lin Chen this time gathered all his inner strength, both palms striking out together. Fierce currents of qi began swirling between his hands.

"Twin Dragons Emerge from the Sea!"

"Boom!"

Two streams of inner strength, like swimming dragons, twisted together and rushed at Ye Liuyun’s position.

This time.

Ye Liuyun didn’t continue to ignore it.

Instead, he simply raised his hand.

Seeing Ye Liuyun make that move, Lin Chen’s face showed contempt. His full-strength palm strike was not something that could be blocked so easily.

"Buzz!"

Unfortunately.

The confident look on Lin Chen’s face didn’t last long before it utterly vanished.

What replaced it was deep disbelief.

Like a soft breeze passing by.

The seemingly powerful swimming dragons of inner strength, the moment they touched Ye Liuyun, immediately dissipated, turning into little gusts of wind that vanished in the air.

It wasn’t just that Lin Chen couldn’t believe Ye Liuyun could take his move.

More importantly.

The way he did it—wasn’t it a bit too nonchalant?

This was his all-out strike, yet Ye Liuyun dissolved it with such casual ease. That already proved there was an absolute gap in strength between himself and Ye Liuyun.

"This is impossible! Who on earth are you!"

Lin Chen shook his head.

His tone was one of complete disbelief.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Yizheng, hiding behind Ye Liuyun.

Seeing Lin Chen’s attack neutralized so effortlessly by Ye Liuyun, instantly grew more confident.

He snorted and stuck out his neck, speaking to Lin Chen.

"You really think that little bit of power of yours is enough to break out of the Celestial Prison? Do you even know who’s standing before you? This is the young Grandmaster of Great Qian, Southern Governor of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Lord Ye Liuyun!"

"Everyone in Great Qian knows that Lord Ye is a true Grandmaster. You aren’t even a Grandmaster yourself, you’re nothing but a fart in front of Lord Ye!"

Just earlier he was calling him Governor Ye.

And now, he directly calls him Lord Ye.

No helping it—even by official rank, Zhao Yizheng as a Second Grade official of the Ministry of Justice should be higher than the Southern Governor of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

But here, strength speaks for itself.

Faced with Ye Liuyun, Zhao Yizheng didn’t even dare bristle with anger.

"Grandmaster!"

Right now, Lin Chen didn’t care at all about Zhao Yizheng’s sneering words.

His eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Ye Liuyun before him.

Clearly, he hadn’t expected that the person in front of him, who looked even younger than himself, was actually a Grandmaster.

How could that be!

Lin Chen had always considered himself one of the world’s rare geniuses, yet even so was only able to cultivate to late-stage Innate; he was still far from Grandmaster.

What was going on with the outside world, anyway? Had he already fallen behind the times?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Lin Chen found it hard to accept.

If the outside world was filled with geniuses like Ye Liuyun—

Did he really need to leave? Maybe it’d be safer to simply stay in the Celestial Prison forever.

"You must have trained in some kind of special cultivation technique. Young Grandmaster? Don’t try to fool me!"

Compared with the claim of Ye Liuyun being a young Grandmaster—

Lin Chen preferred to believe he’d practiced some unique cultivation technique.

As he spoke—

Lin Chen moved again, but this time not like before, channeling his power into the attack.

He charged directly toward Ye Liuyun.

"Great Flame Hand!"

These cultivation techniques were what Lin Chen had obtained by chance in a cave after his family was exterminated and he escaped.

What else could you say? It was fate—receiving a predecessor’s inheritance in a cave, that was how these stories tended to go.

These techniques weren’t just powerful, they were high-grade.

"Boom!"

Between his palms, scorching flames exploded forth with a roar.

He dashed quickly in Ye Liuyun’s direction.

"Not bad technique!"

Ye Liuyun didn’t hesitate to praise him.

Not bad was not bad.

It’s just that, while the technique was good, with Lin Chen’s current inner strength, he couldn’t unleash the true might of the Great Flame Hand!

If, in the future, Lin Chen’s cultivation realm advanced—

Who knows, the technique’s power could be even greater.

But it was clear that Lin Chen no longer had a future.

Ye Liuyun didn’t even bother to defend; seeing Lin Chen’s palm force about to strike him directly, Lin Chen smiled with confidence.

Not even dodging.

Looking down on me, huh? Go to hell!

What a shame.

This time, Lin Chen didn’t even have the ability to touch Ye Liuyun.

"Buzz!"

With a buzzing sound, a shield of inner strength rose around Ye Liuyun.

Though it was only a faint layer, it was enough to completely block Lin Chen’s palm force.

The Great Flame Hand was Lin Chen’s most powerful technique at the moment, yet even so, he didn’t even get a chance to touch Ye Liuyun, let alone seriously hurt him.

"No! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Even now—

Lin Chen still looked completely incredulous.

Ever since he started cultivating, Lin Chen’s path had been smooth: smooth progress in training, smooth revenge, and even finding those techniques went smoothly as well.