Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist-Chapter 208 - 58: You Are the Worst Batch of Trainees I’ve Ever Had_3
"Instructor," the black-clothed youth stared intently at Lin Chen, "I would like to ask if there are any restrictions in this duel?"
"There are no restrictions, life and death are not considered, you can kill or cripple!"
A cruel smile appeared on Min Huanbo’s face. After leaving these words, he drifted thirty zhang away.
He was showing Lin Chen and the others with his actions that he wouldn’t babysit during this battle and wouldn’t intervene at a crucial moment.
From a distance of thirty zhang, it’s impossible to provide timely assistance.
At the moment Min Huanbo stopped, the other four youths on the mats moved simultaneously.
Boom!
Whiz!
Bam!
Palm shadows, the sound of fists, the wind from kicks...
In an instant, the attacks of the four landed simultaneously.
The eruptive force of the four youths was astonishing, and Lin Chen’s Qi Blood surged wildly throughout his body almost as soon as Min Huanbo uttered ’kill or cripple’, activating the Iron Bone Skill, his muscles tensed, and his skin took on a bronze hue.
A fist like a cannon blasted towards Lin Chen’s face, and upon seeing that Lin Chen did not dodge, the youth’s eyes flashed with a ferocious glint.
The only reason someone would dare not to dodge is if they practiced Horizontal Training and had confidence in their body.
No wonder he dared to be so arrogant; it turns out he has perfected his Horizontal Training.
Horizontal Training is extremely difficult to practice in any state and is considerably harder than other Cultivation Techniques.
Even if perfected, Horizontal Training can give a sense of superiority but not to the extent of being arrogant enough to take on four opponents!
Moreover, he also had confidence in his Cannon Fist!
Bam!
The youth’s fist blasted towards Lin Chen’s face. Lin Chen did not dodge or evade, slightly turned his body, and firmly caught the punch with his shoulder.
With a muffled "bam," Lin Chen’s shoulder shook slightly, while an expression of disbelief appeared on the youth’s face.
It felt like his punch hit a rock. No... it was like it hit... hit himself.
His knuckle actually fractured.
Lin Chen ignored the youth. Using the force of the punch, he spun around, quickly striking out with a palm at a long leg sweeping toward his chest.
His palm moved as fast as the wind, striking that long leg, leaving everyone at the scene momentarily stunned.
They saw a youth descending from the sky, right leg carrying the force to sweep away everything, yet it was shattered by a single palm from Lin Chen.
Crack!
The first youth fell in front of Lin Chen.
At the same time, the palms of the other two landed on Lin Chen’s body as well.
Slap!
Slap!
Lin Chen’s body staggered slightly. This scene gave the onlookers hope. Even if Lin Chen defeated one, what about the other three?
But they couldn’t believe what happened next; despite taking two palm strikes on the back, Lin Chen, as if nothing had happened, turned his body and struck out with both palms.
"This is for you!"
The two youths who struck Lin Chen’s back were as shocked as the first one who punched. They were momentarily stunned...
But that moment was enough to decide the outcome of the duel.
Lin Chen’s palms landed, and everyone saw the two figures fly out like kites, soaring over ten zhang before they crashed heavily onto the ground.
Only one person was left at the scene!
In a flash of lightning moments, such a surprising reversal occurred, leaving the scene silent except for the gasps of the onlooking students, whose mouths gaped wide enough to fit an egg.
"How could such a promising student have been snatched away early by Senior Zhao."
In the eyes of the other students, Lin Chen’s performance was shocking, but to Min Huanbo, it was sheer heartbreak.
Too painful!
He was once just a step away from Lin Chen!
The better Lin Chen performed, the more it pained him.
The more it pained him, the worse his mood became.
"And you call yourselves anything but worthless? Four against one, and yet you’re beaten like stray dogs. What’s the use of you bunch of worthless mutts? If Liang relied on you guys, the Demon Race would have invaded long ago. Even if you pushed the Demon Beasts’ backsides, they’d find you useless."
"Your cohort is the worst I’ve ever seen. Damn it, it feels like after leading your batch, my own reputation will be ruined."
In the depths of the valley, other instructors were helplessly listening to Min Huanbo’s ranting. They understood why Junior Brother Min was acting this way.
First, Lin Chen’s brilliance was a blow to him, and second... second, Junior Brother Min had failed to snag any of this batch’s promising candidates.
Can’t have it? Then destroy it.
Those last words were definitely veiled criticism, cursing them for a tarnished reputation.
PS: Four thousand six hundred words, including the last Chapter, we’re fourteen hundred short of ten thousand. There’s an extra Chapter owed for the monthly votes, so let’s combine them for the next Chapter, starting at five thousand words.
