Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist-Chapter 363 - 115: Four Senior Brothers, Forgive Me! (2)

Chapter 363: Chapter 115: Four Senior Brothers, Forgive Me! (2)

"Even feeling emotional is not acceptable."

Zhao Cangsheng’s expression turned serious: "I would rather you give up making enemies with these people than let yourself become sentimental. Today’s sentimentality will become your source of slackness tomorrow. Some tendencies must be avoided entirely. If the drive for your Martial Path diminishes, you’ll blend in with the common crowd sooner or later."

This "common crowd," in Zhao Cangsheng’s eyes, referred to those with average martial talent.

"I understand, elder."

Seeing Lin Chen’s sincere expression, truly grasping the meaning of his words, Zhao Cangsheng’s face finally showed a smile again.

"Continue your cultivation, as for how to refine the Flood Dragon True Blood, I will discuss it with your teacher."

"Yes, I plan to visit Gale Martial Arts Hall."

"Go ahead."

Lin Chen left; he was now just one step away from perfecting the Gale Leg. It was time to tighten up since, at his current pace, he would break through to the twenty-three acupoint openings within five days unless he slowed the absorption of resources.

"Elder Zhao, isn’t that too harsh?"

Jia Nanzhu watched Lin Chen’s departing figure with a trace of worry in his eyes. Leading to this point, Lin Chen had already created multiple miracles.

He feared too much pressure would eventually crush Lin Chen.

"Old Jia, Lin Chen now possesses these thirty drops of Flood Dragon True Blood and has entered the Canglan Martial Arts Academy. There is a high possibility for him to Enter the Grade, possibly even Upper Grade. I do not deny this, but our Liang is not short on an Upper-Grade Martial Artist..."

Zhao Cangsheng let out a long sigh, as Liang had far more Upper-Grade Martial Artists compared to the other Eight Kingdoms.

"My expectations for this young man are for him to outshine the martial talents of the other Eight Kingdoms. Not just in Opening Acupoints and Refining the Viscera, but also after Entering the Grade..."

Facing Jia Nanzhu, Zhao Cangsheng didn’t hide his expectations for Lin Chen, which were also the wishes of an old friend who had spent a lifetime researching Qi Blood.

Why shouldn’t Liang produce a world-class genius?

Jia Nanzhu’s pupils contracted; he hadn’t expected Zhao Cangsheng to hold such high hopes for Lin Chen, even as his teacher, he didn’t dare to think so far.

In the other Eight Kingdoms, some collaborated with the Demon Race, others harnessed national resources for cultivation, and some ancient sects over a thousand years old had fully maintained their Martial Path heritage. In contrast, Liang had lost much of its martial heritage to wars; catching up in three hundred years seemed impossible.

"Initially, I didn’t have such high hopes for Lin Chen, but the young man’s progress has indeed made me see him in a new light. After three months in Special Training Ground, his improvement has been significant. Given such progress, why shouldn’t there be hope for him to achieve great success on the Martial Path?"

Zhao Cangsheng spoke candidly. Initially, he hadn’t held such high expectations for Lin Chen, but on the way back, he heard Lin Chen had not only left his name on Martial Arts Mountain but also defeated Pei Qingming. This sparked his interest and reminded him of his old friend’s words. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Why do my Liang’s martial artists only rely on numbers? Even without Demon Race bloodlines or sect heritage, Liang’s martial artists can also clash against the top martial talents of the Eight Kingdoms."

"Cangsheng, I cannot witness this scene, but I firmly believe it will appear in the foreseeable future. Then, bring me a drink at my grave and let me know..."

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Night falls at Gale Martial Arts Hall.

Even though Zhao Qifeng saw Lin Chen with his own eyes, he still had a trace of disbelief, despite his subordinates having reported to him earlier.

"Lin Chen, is there anything you need at the Martial Arts Hall?"

Faced with Lin Chen, Zhao Qifeng showed no pretense of being a Hall Master, exhibiting great enthusiasm.

"Hall Master, my Gale Leg has reached Great Success. I would like the Hall Master’s guidance on achieving Perfection."

Lin Chen didn’t hide his intentions; after reaching Great Success, the progress of Gale Leg almost halted. Progressing from Great Success to Perfection required epiphanies, not hard work.

"Gale Leg isn’t perfected yet?"

Zhao Qifeng’s surprised words left Lin Chen speechless; did he think Lin Chen’s Gale Leg should already be perfect?

Seeming to notice Lin Chen’s speechlessness, Zhao Qifeng smiled and explained, "I thought your Gale Leg was already perfect. After all, you perfected Water Cloud Palm, Clear Wind Palm, and Iron Bone Skill quickly."

"Perhaps my talent for Gale Leg is lacking."

Lin Chen understood the meaning of Hall Master Zhao’s words. Based on the completion rate of Water Cloud Palm, Clear Wind Palm, and Iron Bone Skill, Gale Leg should have been perfected long ago.

Perfection is normal; anything less would be abnormal.

"Your martial talent is already proven. If your talent is lacking, there’s no higher martial talent in Poyang County."

Zhao Qifeng waved his hand. As only a Hall Master of a county martial arts hall, he was unaware of the undercurrents in Martial Arts Mountain. After knowing Lin Chen’s intentions, he said, "I’ll gather a few senior brothers who have perfected Gale Leg to spar with you, so you may understand better."

Perfecting a cultivation technique can only be comprehended, not taught.

Fortunately, the difficulty of cultivating Gale Leg isn’t high, and Gale Martial Arts Hall still had several disciples who achieved Perfection. But even though their cultivation technique is perfect, they are still in the Opening Acupoints Realm, just right to spar with Lin Chen.

As for whether the students were asleep late at night, it was not a concern; even if asleep, they had to get up.

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"Instructor, I still need to cultivate to break through to Refining the Viscera Realm; I don’t have time to spar. Besides, it’s already late at night."

A disciple who perfected Gale Leg at Gale Martial Arts Hall was lying in bed, awoken by the instructor, showing a face full of reluctance upon hearing the instructor’s words.