On the stage, Lin Chen’s movements as he unclasped his robe were the center of everyone’s attention.

Nobody knew what Lin Chen was about to do, but the moment he removed his outer garment and revealed the clothing inside, a chorus of gasps erupted from the scene.

"Reversed Scale Armor!"

"It’s actually the Reversed Scale Armor!" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Many martial artists stared intently at Lin Chen, some unable to believe what they were seeing with their own eyes.

"What’s the Reversed Scale Armor?"

Some young martial artist, not knowing what the Reversed Scale Armor was, couldn’t help but inquire.

"The Reversed Scale Armor is sewn from special Ice Silkworm Silk. When worn, it can resist the attacks of Grade-Entering Martial Artists, even when faced against them."

"So, does this mean Lin Chen was able to physically contend with Hu Bing without being at a disadvantage because of this Reversed Scale Armor?"

Hearing this, the martial artist who had just explained glanced at the questioner: "The Reversed Scale Armor is extremely thin, but when worn, it weighs over ten thousand pounds, and its main function is to dissolve the special power of Grade-Entering Martial Artists."

"If I let you wear a piece of armor weighing ten thousand pounds, do you think you could still fight with others?"

Faced with this rhetorical question, the young man fell silent.

Let alone fighting, even taking a step would be difficult.

"Lin Chen fought Hu Bing while wearing the Reversed Scale Armor, but his full strength was not shown."

The martial artists from Liang present had eyes filled with excitement at this moment!

Even with the Reversed Scale Armor on, Lin Chen was able to suppress Hu Bing, and now, having taken it off, Lin Chen was no longer restrained and able to unleash his full power. What could Hu Bing use to defend against him?

"So, he had a trick up his sleeve."

Murong Yan had a twinkle in her beautiful eyes; even she hadn’t expected that Lin Chen was wearing the Reversed Scale Armor.

"Young Master, I’ve lost this bet."

Su Qin’s expression was complex. As a Grade-Entering Martial Artist, she had her pride, and she was displeased with the princess’s favorable view of Lin Chen, to the point of tolerating some of Lin Chen’s impudence.

In her opinion, martial arts geniuses from Liang had never been the strongest among the Nine Kingdoms. Pei Qingming was like that in the past, and now Lin Chen was the same.

The princess had no reason to focus her attention on Lin Chen; other geniuses from the other kingdoms had more potential than Lin Chen.

But now she found she was wrong, wrong to a ridiculous extent.

Lin Chen was a piece of uncut jade, a piece of jade with limitless potential.

Her judgment was inferior to the princess’s.

...

"Good lad!"

Hao Jifeng blurted out "Good lad" once more, as Lin Chen had given him so many surprises this time.

Next to him, Santo’s expression was quite grim. After Hu Bing’s limit enhancement, he had been confident that Lin Chen would surely not be able to contend with Hu Bing in terms of physical strength.

Lin Chen dared not continue the direct clash. Even if Hu Bing found it difficult to maintain his Divine Elephant Body later on, and Lin Chen delayed until the end of the Divine Elephant Body to defeat him, the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy would still have words to defend this battle.

Lin Chen, unable to face Hu Bing head-on, could only rely on exhausting time to win unscrupulously.

Yet Lin Chen’s actions now shattered his calculations.

If the limit-enhanced Hu Bing were to lose to Lin Chen, the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy would no longer have any excuses to refute, facing a real defeat.

Santo’s discomfort was precisely Lin Chen’s goal.

He not only wanted to win, but to win beautifully.

Even when Hu Bing enhanced his strength to the limit, choosing to avoid his edge would surely result in a win, but such a victory was not thorough enough.

He wanted to win in a way that left Hu Bing speechless, and the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy with no words to say.

As for exposing the Reversed Scale Armor and revealing his true strength, whether it would bring hidden dangers to himself was already no longer of concern to Lin Chen.

The strength he showcased today was already enough to attract the attention of others.

As he took off the Reversed Scale Armor, Lin Chen let out a long howl, as if removing a shackle, and at this moment, the speed of Qi Blood circulation within him accelerated once more.

With the howl falling!

Lin Chen’s figure blasted out, this time faster than before!

"Come on, let’s settle this!"

Hu Bing’s face also showed a determined look, roaring as he shot out like a cannon towards Lin Chen.

Bang!

Even before the two collided, terrifying astral winds were already being discharged towards the surroundings on the stage. Except for Meng Xing, other disciples, unable to withstand it, retreated several steps, unable to bear this astral wind.

Bang!

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two silhouettes fiercely collided together.

The sound of an earthquake resounded throughout the Martial Arts Arena as everyone looked at the two men with horror, seeing the bluestone slabs beneath their feet on the stage shatter entirely, and the dust rising enveloped them in an instant.

In just one exchange, such destructiveness was displayed; could this truly be achieved by Viscera-Refining Martial Artists?

"The clash of these two, even Great Success in Viscera Cultivation warriors are no more than this."

"Any one of them, facing other Viscera-Refining Martial Artists alone, would likely be invincible."

"I never expected to witness such an exciting battle this time; it can definitely be considered the strongest duel in the Viscera-Refining Realm in the past ten years."

...

Amidst the shock, everyone’s eyes were fixed on the dust covering the stage, eager to know who would eventually win this battle.

Even the martial artists from the Xiang Kingdom didn’t dare to assert that Hu Bing would definitely emerge victorious, as the strength Lin Chen displayed had already stunned them.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

As the dust began to clear, the sight of two figures standing on the stage made the crowd exclaim once more.

Has the victor not yet been decided?

When the dust settled, Lin Chen and Hu Bing’s figures appeared before the audience. Hu Bing stood tall, and so did Lin Chen.

"It seems Lin Chen and Hu Bing are evenly matched."

"This match seems to have ended in a draw."

Hearing the word "draw," for the first time, the martial artists from the Xiang Kingdom didn’t object. They even secretly hoped the duel would end immediately with a draw as the result.

A sense of "unease" appeared on their faces for the first time.

But just as the crowd was discussing, Hu Bing suddenly coughed, and after this cough, like a dam breaking, Hu Bing began coughing uncontrollably until he eventually spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Poof!

Blood sprayed out, and Hu Bing’s body shrank rapidly like a deflating balloon.

Swish!

In the stands, Santo’s figure turned into a shadow and instantly appeared in front of Hu Bing, quickly tapping multiple acupoints on Hu Bing, then took out a pill from his bosom and fed it to Hu Bing.

The middle-aged man serving as the referee did not stop Santo’s actions. As soon as Santo appeared on the stage, he also quickly positioned himself next to Lin Chen.

"This battle, my Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy lost!"

Santo supported Hu Bing, glanced at Lin Chen, then at the middle-aged man protecting Lin Chen, and finally spoke coldly after a long pause.

This time, the Martial Arts Academy suffered a great loss.

Hu Bing lost, which brought disgrace to the academy, and more importantly, Hu Bing, having exerted his Divine Elephant Body to the limit, was still injured by Lin Chen. Recovery in less than a month was unlikely.

Hearing their dean admit defeat, the disciples of the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy were like eggplants hit by frost, deeply imprinting the figure standing on stage in their hearts.

Perhaps for many years, even after they have entered the grade, they would still be unable to forget the shock that this figure brought to them.

Beside them, the disciples of the Sihe Martial Arts Academy, seeing the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy lose, felt a trace of joy hidden in their eyes. Even the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy had lost, especially in the final duel between Hu Bing and that Lin Chen, which would undoubtedly be a topic of much discussion.

In this way, there would be less talk about them, and the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy would shoulder the burden of this scrutiny.

Compared to the sinister thoughts of the Sihe Martial Arts Academy’s disciples, the Liang martial artists in the Martial Arts Arena cheered in unison, as these matches were incredibly satisfying to watch.

"Senior Brother Lin, mighty!"

Yu Fei shouted loudly, followed by other disciples of the Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy who didn’t hesitate this time, echoing Yu Fei’s cheer.

"Senior Brother Lin, mighty!"

Lin Chen, with a smile, nodded slightly towards the crowd and then expressed his gratitude to the referee standing by him. He knew the referee stood by his side at the last moment to prevent that elder from the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy from attacking him out of spite.

Even though the possibility was slim, what if...

This senior, even if no match for the elder from the Pilgrim Martial Arts Academy, could at least hold them off for a few breaths, enough time for the academy’s higher-ups to respond.

After stepping down from the stage, Lin Chen was quickly surrounded by Meng Xing and others.

Seeing Meng Xing and the others about to speak, Lin Chen gestured for them to stop and said in a deep voice, "No need for praise, I hope that next time, if Benshan Lang and Hu Bing come to challenge Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy again, I won’t need to step in."

At these words, Meng Xing was momentarily stunned, then nodded heavily, "Senior Brother Lin, I will make sure of it."

After Meng Xing spoke, the other disciples also nodded earnestly.

This was a promise to Lin Chen and also a motivation for themselves.

They were indeed disciples of the Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy. This time they relied on Senior Brother Lin to uphold the academy’s honor, but next time it would be up to them.

As Hao Jifeng was walking over, he paused for a moment, looking at Lin Chen’s figure, feeling immense envy towards the Canglan Martial Arts Academy.

With a disciple like Lin Chen, the strength of the Canglan Martial Arts Academy’s disciples would undoubtedly rise to a higher level.

In Lin Chen, he saw the demeanor of a qualified senior brother of the academy!

No wonder, no wonder the youth from Jiangnan Dao admired Lin Chen so much. Look at the looks in Meng Xing and the others’ eyes. If the academy were to allow them, Lin Chen could rally them all to follow him to the Canglan Martial Arts Academy.

"Ahem, Lin Chen, you performed very well."

Seeing Hao Jifeng, Lin Chen quickly saluted, "Dean Hao."

"Today’s three matches have showcased the authority of Liang martial artists!"

Unfortunately, Lin Chen wasn’t a disciple of the Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy. Otherwise, he’d have said they showcased the authority of the Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy.

Hao Jifeng felt a tinge of regret but quickly dismissed it. The academy was already very satisfied with this outcome, no need to ask for more.

"Come with me, I’ll take you to the dean."

Hearing that he was going to meet the dean, Lin Chen’s eyes lit up, knowing that the Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy intended to reward him.