Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Chapter 223: Chapter 64: Jiang Qing: I’ll Beat You Up for Junior Brother Lin First

Xue Yun rushed into the iron house, and when he saw the eight copper statues kneeling and lying inside, his pupils contracted sharply.

Although just a moment ago, he had a vague suspicion in his mind, it was so incredible that he dared not believe it.

It wasn’t until he saw the eight copper statues in the iron house that Xue Yun couldn’t help but blink a few times, trying to prove he wasn’t seeing things.

Is this even human?

After being stunned in the iron house for two full breaths, Xue Yun turned and walked out.

Seeing Lin Chen standing at the door, he no longer wanted to ask how Junior Brother Lin accomplished it.

No need to demoralize himself!

”Junior Brother Lin, stand here and don’t move, I’m going to notify the instructor.”

Lin Chen: ...

This statement, why does it sound like taking advantage of someone?

Senior Brother Xue doesn’t understand this joke, it shouldn’t be that.

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In the valley, Xue Yun rushed at full speed toward the place where several instructors were inside the valley.

He wanted to inform the instructors of this news immediately!

”Instructor Chen, Instructor Min...”

As soon as he arrived at the usual meeting place of the instructors, Xue Yun couldn’t care about anything else and started shouting directly at the top of his voice.

”What kind of manner is this loud yelling!”

A reprimand sounded from the assembly hall. If it were in the past, being scolded like this by instructors, Xue Yun would have immediately shrunk his neck and held his tongue, but at this moment, he wasn’t bothered at all.

Despite the instructors scolding him now, once he shared the news of Lin Chen defeating the copper men, the instructors would definitely not blame him again.

Several shadows walked out of the assembly hall.

Seeing a full nine figures, Xue Yun was taken aback. Could there be new instructors at the special training ground?

”Three senior brothers, it’s my failure in teaching that embarrasses you three,” Chen Ping glared at Xue Yun. Xue Yun was a student he had taught in the previous session, so naturally, it was his responsibility to reprimand him for such impoliteness.

”Xue Yun, these three are instructors from another special training ground in Jiangnan Dao.”

After reprimanding, Chen Ping introduced the identities and backgrounds of these three to Xue Yun.

Hearing they came from another special training ground, Xue Yun’s eyes sharpened. Jiangnan Dao has two special training grounds, one for students who meet comprehension standards, and the other for those who meet realm standards.

Though he hadn’t been to the other special training ground, he’d heard from instructors that the overall strength of the students there was similar to theirs, but the top students were superior.

At that training ground, each year, there would be a few geniuses who not only met realm standards but also talent standards.

”Senior Brother Chen, why scold in haste? Something must be urgent for Xue Yun? Right, are you looking for instructors for something?”

Zhang Jiang smiled at Xue Yun. The three of them came this time to discuss the duel between the two sides.

In past editions, Chen Ping and others had outright refused, but unexpectedly with this edition, when they suggested a duel, Chen Ping and others agreed.

It seems this time there are some promising talents here, giving Chen Ping and co the confidence.

The three also took this opportunity to come under the guise of negotiating duel terms to check out the situation.

Unfortunately, Chen Ping and others were shrewd and didn’t allow them any chance to interact with the students, keeping watch throughout.

”Instructors, Lin Chen lasted a hundred breaths inside the iron house.”

Xue Yun hadn’t considered the clashes among instructors and didn’t hide anything, only he didn’t disclose the whole truth immediately, intending to keep them in suspense first.

After all, being a seventeen-year-old youth, he still had some rebellious streak in his heart.

Being scolded by the teacher, but now, upon revealing Lin Chen’s achievement, he’s eager to see the teachers’ and other instructors’ changing expressions.

”Lin Chen lasted a hundred breaths?”

Min Huanbo was the first to exclaim, within just eight days, facing eight copper statues, Lin Chen managed to last a hundred breaths?

Originally, according to his and his fellow brothers’ estimates, achieving this in twenty days would be extraordinary performance.

Facing eight copper statues with the strength of nineteen acupoints, attacking relentlessly, it’s equivalent to battling eight equally powerful experts.

Over the years, the Military Affairs Hall, for students walking the Extreme Martial Path, has been able to make some judgment on students’ strength.

Extreme Martial Path students generally practicing two cultivation techniques could span fights across one to three acupoints.

According to the Extreme Martial Path students in previous years, after a month in the special training ground, they could span three to five acupoints, an improvement achieved through special training.

Six copper statues, with power exceeding the students’ by five acupoints, this checkpoint is not low.

Like the checkpoints in three other towers, fewer than half can eventually pass.

And with only a few taking the Extreme Martial Path each session, success is not guaranteed based on probability alone.

At least the last one on the Extreme Martial Path couldn’t pass the first checkpoint within a month.

Hearing Xue Yun’s words, a gleam of light flashed in Zhang Jiang’s eyes. As expected, there are some promising talents this edition.

This ”Lin Chen” student at least deserves attention.

Iron house, a hundred breaths...

The three had been veteran instructors at the special training ground for many years and were familiar with situations here. Even from these few words, they could deduce that the student named Lin Chen was on the Extreme Martial Path and was elevated to Class A training.