Chapter 22 - 16: Ten-Person Arena
"In the past two days, I haven't seen this person practicing martial arts. It seems their strength is just that."
"There are still two chances left. Let's see if they can seize the opportunity. But if they seem so struggling, it's likely they'll be eliminated in the next ten-man round." Those standing behind Lin Yuan, who happened to be from the same courtyard, watched Lin Yuan's performance with mixed thoughts.
"This person has no chance in the next round."
Several couldn't help but shake their heads secretly.
Seeing the array lacking light, Lin Yuan's face showed slight tension.
"Sir, I want to try again!" Lin Yuan clasped his hands in salute.
"You may!"
Upon hearing the reply, Lin Yuan shook his head a bit and exhaled a deep breath, as if pressing down the dejection in his heart.
He assumed the starting stance of the Eight-step Breaking Fist at the Small Achievement Realm, then rapidly channeled the Qi-Blood within him, causing his face to flush red suddenly.
"Now!"
Lin Yuan shouted again, using waist strength, rapidly accelerating his right arm as veins bulged, executing a punch onto the array.