Chapter 457: Chapter 23: Coincidentally, I Also Know a Thing or Two About Physical Cultivation

"This is the potential of marking one’s name on the Martial Arts Mountain seven times, a model student of the Liang Martial Academy, Senior Brother Lin is truly deserving."

Zhang Ming sighed softly. From this moment, he truly recognized Lin Chen’s status as a model student of the Martial Path Academy and was willing to call him "Senior Brother."

"How is this possible?"

Su Qin’s eyes showed a look of disbelief. As a Grade-Entering Martial Artist, her eyes were naturally far superior to those of Viscera-Refining Martial Artists. She saw clearly the vast difference between Benshan Lang and Lin Chen.

"It’s not impossible, Aunt Qin. You’ve underestimated the value of a genius surpassing Pei Qingming in three hundred years of Liang’s Martial Path."

Murong Yan smiled slightly, not too shocked because she had believed in what Lin Chen said on the ship back then.

"Canglan Martial Arts Academy has truly found a treasure."

Hao Jifeng’s face was full of smiles, but there was regret in his heart. If he could go back to the time of recruitment, and Canglan Martial Arts Academy dared to offer thirty drops of Flood Dragon true blood, he would definitely convince Lingxiao Martial Academy to offer a hundred pounds of Lingxiao Stone.

Or, without his persuasion, even the dean and several other senior brothers might regret it now.

"No wonder he has marked his name seven times on our Liang Martial Arts Mountain. What is Benshan Lang or Tian Qiyu compared to him?"

"Truly making our Liang proud. Let’s have a big drink. Later, let’s go to Moon Viewing Tower, and I’ll host a celebration for everyone."

The Liang martial artists watching were also smiling. Not only did Lin Chen win, but he won spectacularly.

It was like a crushing victory, a complete display of strength that even the martial artists from the Zheng Kingdom couldn’t find any fault with.

Looking at Benshan Lang lying on the ground like a dead dog, Lin Chen turned his gaze to the referee and said, "Senior, have I won?"

The referee, a middle-aged man, smiled and said loudly, "The result needs no words from me. Everyone can see it."

"Hmm."

Lin Chen nodded and turned to walk toward where Meng Xing was, but just as he was about to step off the stage, a voice called out.

"Wait!"

On the side of the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy, Hu Bing was intently staring at Lin Chen.

"Senior Brother Hu?"

The few disciples of the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy nearby were curious, not knowing what Hu Bing intended to do, staring at him inquisitively.

"Since you defeated Benshan Lang, I challenge you as well."

As soon as Hu Bing said this, the atmosphere on the scene became intense once more.

Hao Jifeng glanced at Santo beside him. Santo smiled and said, "Brother Hao, let’s not have our disciples compete one by one. Let’s settle it with just one match."

"So Brother Sang was waiting for me here."

Hao Jifeng understood why Santo had previously helped by speaking up, allowing a single disciple to participate in multiple matches.

It seems Santo has confidence in Hu Bing. Even after witnessing Lin Chen defeat Benshan Lang with one move, he remains unchanged.

"Alright!"

Hao Jifeng agreed, knowing refusal was useless. Allowing a single disciple to challenge multiple matches, dealing with an opponent directly by sending Hu Bing, they only had Lin Chen to respond.

Having other disciples go up to weaken Hu Bing was something Lingxiao Martial Academy would not resort to.

The other disciples are also disciples of the academy.

Lingxiao Martial Academy cannot put its other disciples in shame to save face.

"What, afraid?"

Hu Bing looked at Lin Chen, and Lin Chen’s eyes slightly narrowed. He hadn’t fought Hu Bing before, but since this person was willing to challenge him after seeing him defeat Benshan Lang in one move, he must have immense confidence in his own strength.

"Senior Brother Lin just finished two battles. If you challenge him now, aren’t you taking advantage of the situation?"

Before Lin Chen could speak, a disciple from Lingxiao Martial Academy rebutted on his behalf.

"Finished two battles?"

Hu Bing laughed, looking at the speaking disciple with a hint of disdain in his eyes. "If you think I’m taking advantage, it’s simple. I can first have a match with each of your five Lingxiao Martial Academy members."

Arrogant!

Hearing Hu Bing’s words, the Lingxiao Martial Academy disciples were furious. Whether new or veteran disciples, Hu Bing’s words showed complete disregard for their current cohort.

"As expected of Senior Brother Hu, your Lingxiao Martial Academy claims he has the advantage, so Senior Brother Hu will first fight five matches."

"Just afraid Lingxiao Martial Academy won’t dare to do it. If all six lose to Senior Brother Hu, it’ll be a huge disgrace."

The disciples of the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy laughed out loud. Although Lin Chen’s recent two battles had shocked them, they still believed Senior Brother Hu would win.

"Lin Chen and Hu Bing are really something, both more arrogant than the other!"

"There’s a show to watch now."

"I thought it was over, but it turns out it’s just beginning."

The spectators from other nations didn’t care who would win between Lin Chen and Hu Bing, they just wanted to watch an exciting battle.

Looking at Hu Bing’s arrogant smile, Lin Chen said calmly, "Just you and I will represent the academy in one battle!"

Lin Chen agreed.

"Rest assured, once I defeat you, I have no interest in the others from Lingxiao Martial Academy!"

Upon hearing Lin Chen’s agreement, Hu Bing leaped onto the stage. Just as he was about to land, he tapped forcefully with his feet, causing several cracks to appear on the solid bluestone slab below.

"That trash, why haven’t the people from Sihe Martial Arts Academy taken him away?"

Once on stage, Hu Bing glanced at the still-lying Benshan Lang, his words leading to a disgruntled look from the disciples of Sihe Martial Arts Academy. Yet, faced with Hu Bing, they dared not retort, begrudgingly lifting Benshan Lang off the stage.

"Lin Chen, I’m not like that trash Benshan Lang who only relies on sneak attacks. Even if my body is at Great Success in Viscera Cultivation, it is still incomparable!"

As his words fell, Hu Bing’s upper body suddenly expanded, his clothes instantly tearing to reveal his terrifying upper body muscles.

Lin Chen’s eyes slightly narrowed, competing with him in physical strength?

"Coincidentally, I also have some knowledge in physical cultivation."