Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Under the moon!

In the courtyard of the secluded residence.

Lin Chen looked at Xiao Yaojin and Fang Zhan, and they exchanged a glance.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

Especially between Fang Zhan and Xiao Yaojin, as they both knew each other’s backgrounds.

North Xiao, South Fang!

The two great families of Liang, Xiao Yaojin and Fang Zhan had met not long ago. The Old Marquis of Northern Garrison passed away, and Fang Zhan, following his father, went to the Northern Border to pay respects.

Originally, Fang Zhan’s grandfather was also supposed to go to the Northern Border, but with the passing of the Old Marquis of Northern Garrison, the Northern Border Demon Race stirred, as did the south. Fang Zhan’s grandfather had to guard the south.

The only difference between the Fang Family and the Xiao Family is that the Xiao Family is a hereditary Northern Garrison Marquis. When Liang was founded, the first Northern Garrison Marquis was from the Xiao Family, and since then, the Xiao Family has guarded the Northern Border for generations.

The Fang Family rose to power in the hands of Fang Zhan’s grandfather. Before this, the Fang Family was just an ordinary Martial Arts Clan in Liang. Fang Zhan’s grandfather went to the southern military camp alone, then made a name for himself and eventually became the Stabilizing Needle of Liang’s southern border.

Lin Chen didn’t know Fang Zhan, but he knew Xiao Huo.

Junior Brother Xiao Huo knew he was not as strong as he was, yet he wanted to spar with him, which puzzled him.

"How about the two junior brothers sit down and have a cup of tea first?"

Lin Chen noticed the awkwardness in their eyes and guessed that these two might know each other.

"Senior Brother Lin, if it’s just relying on the Cultivation Technique, I am no match for you. When I spar with you, I will use my family’s Cultivation Technique."

As he said this, Xiao Yaojin’s face turned slightly red. Using the family’s Cultivation Technique against Senior Brother Lin felt somewhat like bullying. This was why he sought Lin Chen out privately at night.

But he didn’t expect Fang Zhan to also show up at this time.

Even so, Xiao Yaojin didn’t plan to change his intention. The reason his father agreed to let him come to Canglan Martial Arts Academy was that he still needed honing!

He needed a Martial Artist of the same Realm to battle with to hone his Cultivation Technique.

Senior Brother Lin was such a suitable opponent.

"What about Junior Brother Fang?"

Lin Chen did not answer but looked at Fang Zhan.

This Junior Brother Fang, even if he didn’t see his battle against the three heads of Zheng Kingdom in Eight Directions City, should have seen his performance in the Martial Arts Arena.

"Me too, I will spar with Senior Brother Lin using my family’s Cultivation Technique."

A trace of embarrassment was also present in Fang Zhan’s eyes, but since Xiao Yaojin was doing this, why couldn’t he?

"Alright."

Lin Chen didn’t hesitate too much. He could tell these two came from significant backgrounds, and he also wanted to see how powerful their family Cultivation Techniques were.

"Which of you, junior brothers, wants to go first?"

"I’ll start."

Xiao Yaojin spoke first, and Fang Zhan did not compete for the spot, allowing Xiao Yaojin to go first gave him more judgment about Senior Brother Lin’s strength.

Under the moonlight!

The three stood in different parts of the Martial Arts Arena, Xiao Yaojin’s posture was upright, changing from his previous cold demeanor, and he exuded a sharp and fiery aura like a long spear.

"Northern Border Ice Field, under one gun, the prairie burns, and the ice melts for a thousand miles!"

Fang Zhan watched Xiao Yaojin’s momentum rise continuously, and his mind recalled the Xiao Family’s Cultivation Technique his father had mentioned.

The Xiao Family ancestor accompanied the Grand Ancestor Emperor with a spear to conquer the world, and finally went to the Northern Border, where under one spear, a thousand-foot ice field melted.

Xiao Yaojin couldn’t achieve that now, but the sharp edge of the spear was already somewhat evident.

"Senior Brother Lin, please guide me!"

With a loud shout, Xiao Yaojin’s figure flashed like a spear piercing the sky, the fist not yet reaching but the force already split the air like spear qi, leaving fine cracks on the bluestone slabs in the yard.

Lin Chen didn’t reply, using the Wind and Cloud Palm, his figure vanished like a ghost, and in an instant, palm shadows filled the sky, enveloping Xiao Yaojin within them.

"So strong!"

Fang Zhan saw Xiao Yaojin at a disadvantage as soon as they exchanged blows, and a serious expression appeared in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Xiao, this is not enough!"

Lin Chen’s voice came out. He had seen Junior Brother Xiao defeat Gong Xing with a punch far more powerful than this.

Xiao Yaojin didn’t respond verbally, but his face was full of surging battle intent, and his fist’s power suddenly soared, with his aura condensing into a faint blood-red spear’s shadow around him.

Using fists as spears!

A punch was thrown, turning the fist force into spear shadows, like a thousand troops charging forward, unstoppable.

Lin Chen’s pupils shrank slightly, but he felt excitement on his face. Only such moves were worth going all out.

Seventh Palm!

The seventh move of Wind and Cloud Palm!

Lin Chen’s Qi Blood operated to the extreme at this moment, his whole body glowing with a bloody light, striking with one palm.

Boom!

The clash of fist and palm caused the bluestone slabs beneath their feet to shatter into pieces.

Both retreated three steps simultaneously.

"Fight again!"

Xiao Yaojin roared, sweeping like a spear, his momentum constantly rising, and his fist exuded the blaze of prairie fire, while Lin Chen also did not back down, wanting to have an all-out battle.

If anyone were outside the secluded residence at this moment, they would hear bursts of thunderous noise, along with sharp ripping sounds in the air.

In the courtyard, Fang Zhan watched Lin Chen and Xiao Yaojin’s exchange and licked his lips, feeling such battles made the blood boil.

This time at Canglan Martial Arts Academy, he made the right choice.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yaojin on the Martial Arts Arena grew more shocked the more he fought. The Xiao Family’s ancestral Martial Arts that he was displaying far exceeded common Cultivation Techniques in power. It could be said that across the entire Liang, in terms of destructive power, there were no more than three techniques stronger than the Xiao Family’s.