Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Pfft!

Not far away, Ye Feng suddenly burst into laughter.

"This is hilarious, pointing fingers here and there without having a clue about what’s really happening."

From the moment Luo Han began mocking Lin Chen, Ye Feng was displeased. Ever since Lin Chen slapped him flying, Ye Feng had been his most loyal supporter.

The reason he didn’t retort initially was deliberate.

The harsher the mockery towards Brother Lin, the harsher the slap in the face will be later.

Rewinding back to the eleventh wave, the moment he was pushed out of the Martial Arts Arena by the giant waves, Ye Feng first looked in the direction of Brother Lin.

He didn’t mind being eliminated himself; he didn’t want Brother Lin to be eliminated.

What relieved him was that he didn’t see Brother Lin’s figure, meaning Brother Lin hadn’t been pushed out.

The ensuing uproar and the discussions among those around made him instinctively look toward the left front.

Brother Lin, who had been pushed back by the giant waves, not only didn’t retreat when the eleventh wave slammed down but instead advanced three zhang forward.

It was precisely because Brother Lin advanced against the waves that everyone was shocked.

"I haven’t seen anyone going against the waves in the Canglan Sea before!"

"Not to mention seeing it, I haven’t even heard of it."

Have any disciples from previous Canglan Martial Arts Academy classes accomplished this?

If someone had, why hadn’t the Instructor mentioned it?

Listening to the discussions and the astonished expressions of older brothers from previous years, Ye Feng felt even more excited and elated than when he himself advanced against the waves in the Martial Arts Arena.

He knew that Brother Lin couldn’t possibly be eliminated!

And afterward, each time a giant wave hit, there were sounds of astonishment all around because Brother Lin advanced again.

Until the waves came one after another, completely obscuring the Martial Arts Arena with mist, preventing everyone from seeing Brother Lin’s figure—only then did the sounds of shock cease, though the discussions never stopped.

"What did you say?"

Luo Han coldly stared at Ye Feng. Ye Feng was unafraid, knowing there was Shen Ze and others with him, while Luo Han was alone.

"I said your own ability is lacking, and you think others are as weak as you. Brother Lin isn’t in the Martial Arts Arena because Brother Lin is still inside."

Ye Feng curled his lips, saying something that shocked Luo Han before he could get angry.

Lin Chen is still inside the Martial Arts Arena?

How could this be? He saw Lin Chen being pushed to the Arena’s edge earlier, on the verge of being eliminated with just one more wave.

However, when Luo Han glanced at the others and saw no one refuting Ye Feng’s words, he knew Ye Feng was telling the truth.

"Going against the waves?"

Fang Zhan’s eyes sparkled with intense battle intent: "Lin Chen, you truly haven’t disappointed me!"

"Not disappointed, putting on airs for what reason? To cover up inner awkwardness?"

Ye Feng exposed Fang Zhan’s thoughts with a single remark. Fang Zhan’s face reddened, as he indeed intended to defuse his own awkwardness with that statement.

That guy’s mouth... is truly annoying!

"Brother Lin’s skill is extraordinary; why pretend to be unable to bear it initially?"

Murong Yan calmly spoke, her yellow dress soaked, without using Qi Blood to dry it, revealing her graceful figure.

Upon asking this, many were lost in thought; why did Lin Chen initially show weakness?

If it were a competition, appearing weak at first might be explainable, but this was merely a test. Plus, Lin Chen came with the glory of seven inscriptions on Martial Arts Mountain; there’s no need for such pretense.

"Brother Lin... was afraid of hurting our self-esteem."

Ye Feng spoke: "If Brother Lin had gone all out from the beginning, how should we handle it? Especially those of you who hold yourselves in high regard, you would likely refuse to back down for pride, risking injury, and Brother Lin just didn’t want you to get hurt, showing his kindness."

Listening to Ye Feng’s explanation, some felt enlightened; others puzzled.

The explanation seemed off, something felt illogical, yet besides this, there seemed no other reason.

On scene, only Jiang Qing could possibly guess the truth, wearing a white silk wind coat, blinking her beautiful eyes. Junior Brother Lin had said that the training the Dean arranged for him didn’t allow the use of Qi Blood, so being pushed away by the waves earlier was due to not using Qi Blood.

"Back in Poyang County, Junior Brother Lin was considerate of others at the martial school. Later in Raozhou Prefecture, he was revered as Senior Brother by disciples across Raozhou Prefecture’s martial schools, not just due to his prowess, but also his character."

With Jiang Qing’s words, everyone on the scene no longer doubted.

Jiang Qing wasn’t afraid of people discovering the truth; even if they knew Lin Chen was pushed by the waves due to not using Qi Blood, they could still use the male disciple’s earlier words to explain.

"Elder Murong, Lin Chen should be able to achieve Grade A, right?"

Hua Qianwu looked at Lord Murong from the Yan Kingdom with a smile. As the supervising Elder, he not only oversees the admission tests but also the performances of Academy disciples.

The Academy resources are allocated by the United Elder Seat of the Nine Kingdoms, which sets the performance assessment for Academy disciples, rewarding more resources accordingly.

The supervising Elder is responsible for ensuring the authenticity of the performance.

"The Canglan Martial Arts Academy has brought in a good disciple."

Lord Murong sighed. Initially, he had doubts about why the Princess chose to enter the Canglan Martial Arts Academy in Liang, but now it seems the Princess had a better eye, sure of Lin Chen’s future as a pillar of Liang simply from on-paper information.

The Yan Kingdom and Liang don’t border, separated by the Han Kingdom; there’s no grievance. For Lord Murong, a prodigy in Liang doesn’t affect Yan.

Yan, the smallest of the Nine Kingdoms, sees Liang having more strong figures positively, intimidating the Han Kingdom to focus more on Yan.

Hua Qianwu didn’t miss Lord Murong’s expression, able to guess his thoughts.

Only when sure that Lord Murong isn’t wary of Lin Chen’s potential can he arrange the next steps.

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Time passed as a stick of incense burned.

The waves finally ceased, revealing Lin Chen’s figure.

Upon seeing Lin Chen standing in the original position, cheers erupted once more.

Ye Feng was especially vocal.

Hua Qianwu stroked his beard with a smile, glancing over everyone: "The admission ceremony ends here, follow your Instructors back."

Regarding the test results, Hua Qianwu was unsurprised; Xiao Yaojin, Fang Zhan, and Luo Han, although prodigies of Liang, were still a bit lacking compared to Lin Chen.

Their advantage lay in attaining Great Success in Viscera Cultivation and beginning to gather Martial Path Will, where, aided by family cultivation techniques, their Martial Path Will far surpassed ordinary people.

As Hua Qianwu departed, Lin Chen didn’t stay in the Martial Arts Arena to bask in admiration; his training was incomplete, needing a visit to the Horizontal Training Hall.

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As night fell, dragging his weary body back to his courtyard on Canglan Peak, Lin Chen found lights on in a nearby courtyard.

"Does the Dean live here?"

Lin Chen pondered, quickly dismissing the notion.

Though Canglan Peak belonged to the Dean, during these few days on Canglan Peak, he hadn’t seen the Dean reside there.

Did the Dean take another disciple?

Returning to his courtyard, he lit an oil lamp, went to the shower room to clean himself, and upon exiting, ready to continue training, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

"Is Brother Lin in?"

"Junior Brother Xiao, come in directly."

Lin Chen didn’t open the door, recognizing the voice.

Soon, the gate opened, and Xiao Yaojin walked into the courtyard.

"Junior Brother Xiao, what’s up?"

Xiao Yaojin scrutinized Lin Chen before speaking after a moment: "Brother Lin, I wish to spar with you."

But even before Lin Chen could respond, another voice came from the courtyard entrance: "Is Brother Lin in?"

In the half-opened doorway, Fang Zhan’s figure appeared.

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