Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist-Chapter 216 - 61: I, Lin Chen, Love to Eat Most...
If we had seen the actions of those senior brothers earlier, we might have paused even longer.
Above the pit, Xue Yun and the others were calculating the time.
Thirty breaths later, Xue Yun, under everyone’s gaze, began to untie his belt...
This action stunned the students who hadn’t started eating yet, wondering what this senior brother was going to do.
"Junior brothers, this is a cesspool, so I think you can guess what I’m going to do next."
Shit!
All the students’ faces turned an iron shade of green!
"Honestly, I don’t want to do this either,"
Xue Yun sighed, and the students below showed a trace of hope on their faces, hoping that this senior brother would have a change of heart and not go through with such a maddening action.
But not everyone pinned their hopes on his conscience, and one by one, they began to ingest the surrounding sticky liquid.
No matter if this liquid was urine or feces, at least they hadn’t seen it, and not seeing it allowed them to comfort themselves. If the senior brother took it out... they’d truly be unable to stomach it.
After fifteen breaths, the sweat on Lin Chen’s face gradually subsided, and the burning sensation in his body also lessened.
He could feel his body recovering. Without hesitation, he lightly tapped his right foot, and the stickiness that had adhered to him didn’t hold him back this time.
Seeing Lin Chen jump out of the sticky pool, Yu Fei and the others panicked and sped up their consumption again.
The cruel grin on Xue Yun’s face intensified. Suddenly, he raised his right hand, casting a shadow over the pit. Instinctively, everyone looked up, except Yu Fei and the others lowered their heads tightly.
A white cloth fell from above, followed by objects like feces pouring down.
It really was shit!
All the students’ eyes turned green!
The last bit of fantasy in their hearts shattered.
"One hundred breaths! Anyone who hasn’t climbed up in one hundred breaths will be expelled from the special training ground!"
Du Yong’s icy voice emanated from above the pit: "I’ll be clear with you, this is shit. If you don’t eat, you can get out of the special training ground."
Silence!
The students inside the pit fell into collective silence. No one who had come this far was willing to quit.
Lin Chen looked at them eating...
Forget it, let’s not talk about this topic.
He now understood why the training in the special training ground was seldom known outside. If it were him, he wouldn’t disclose how the training was conducted here either.
Who would want to tell others that they ate shit?
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A quarter-hour later, everyone emerged from the cesspool. They looked at each other and fell silent as a group.
"Junior brothers, follow me,"
Xue Yun looked at the silent crowd and laughed happily. This was just the beginning. In the coming three months, this would happen many more times.
Conservatively estimated, some students might have to come here once a day.
Everyone silently followed Xue Yun, walking through a small path until they arrived in front of three pavilions.
"Those who practice hand techniques, enter the first pavilion. Those who practice leg techniques, enter the second pavilion. Those who practice body techniques and horizontal training enter the third pavilion,"
The three pavilions correspond to three types of cultivation techniques.
After dividing into groups, Xue Yun glanced at Lin Chen: "Junior Brother Lin, you don’t need to enter these three pavilions."
Upon hearing Xue Yun’s words, the other students looked at Lin Chen with envy, but Lin Chen himself became guarded. He sensed ill intent from Senior Brother Xue.
Senior Brother Xue’s smile probably signaled a bigger trap waiting for him.
"See that iron house over there? That’s where Junior Brother Lin will be going."
Beside the three pavilions, there was an iron house. Pointing at it, Xue Yun laughed: "Due to the noise inside, to not disturb other students, the instructors made it from iron."
Hearing this, the other students’ looks of envy towards Lin Chen turned into sympathy. If the noise warranted an iron house...
Sympathy for Senior Brother Lin, a moment of silence for him.
Lin Chen’s mouth twitched slightly. Walking the path of extreme martial arts did set him apart from other students, but there was no need for such preferential treatment.
"Please, Junior Brother Lin, I also don’t know what’s inside the iron house,"
Xue Yun smiled at Lin Chen. He truly didn’t know much about that iron house since no one from his class pursued the extreme martial path.
Lin Chen glanced at Xue Yun and the other students. He had mentally prepared himself, but seeing the students’ sympathetic gazes made him stumble for a moment.
What kind of look is this?
Sympathy mixed with pity, pity mixed with sorrow...
Especially Junior Brother Shen, I’m going in for training, not to die. Is that expression really necessary?
"Alright, Junior Brothers, I’ll go first."
Turning around, Lin Chen strode towards the iron house. Perhaps because it had been so long since anyone entered, the lock on its door was slightly rusty.
As he pushed open the door to the iron house, Lin Chen felt a terrifying suction pulling him inside before he even moved.
Bang!
As he was sucked into the iron house, before Lin Chen could steady himself, he felt a heavy blow on his back, causing him to spit out blood and stumble forward.
Bang!
Almost just a breath later, as Lin Chen activated his Iron Bone Skill, his right waist was struck again, followed by the crisp sound of bones breaking.
Bang, bang, bang!
Five breaths!
Lin Chen fell to the ground without even seeing what had attacked him.
Even with the perception bonus from [All the Way Black], he could only vaguely sense a dark shadow.
Bang!
The sixth strike hit his head.
Meanwhile, outside, Shen Ge, Yu Fei, and the others had just organized their groups, ready to orderly enter the three pavilions, when they saw the iron door open, and a figure was thrown out like a dead dog, landing in front of them.
How miserable!
Seeing Lin Chen covered in blood, even those who imagined the iron house would be harsh shuddered, their gaze towards it now tinged with fear.
Xue Yun lifted the fallen Lin Chen and headed back towards the cesspool.
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Half an hour later, after jumping out of the cesspool again, Lin Chen checked his Qi blood value, and his eyes lit up.
[Qi Blood: 341,000]
His Qi blood value had increased by three thousand.
Was it because of the sticky liquid?
With eyes gleaming, Lin Chen looked back at the sticky liquid. If this was true, even if it was excrement and urine, he didn’t care.
"The sticky liquid can increase Qi blood, but only in an injured state. Without injuries, ingesting the liquid won’t feel hot."
Having come to this conclusion, Lin Chen didn’t wait for Xue Yun’s urging and took the initiative to head towards the iron house again.
"What’s up with that Junior Brother Lin?"
Seeing Lin Chen’s eager pace, Xue Yun’s eyes were filled with wonder. He didn’t know Lin Chen had a panel and could detect that the sticky liquid could boost Qi blood.
Comparing himself to Lin Chen, during his first day of special training, he had delayed as much as possible until the seniors urged him.
Even though he had guessed that the sticky liquid might be beneficial, the pain and nausea were real, causing his body to instinctively delay and resist.
"No wonder he chose the extreme martial path. Such willpower far exceeds the ordinary." Xue Yun mused as he followed behind Lin Chen.
