Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Chapter 449: Chapter 21: No One from Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy?

On the deck of the boat.

At this moment, a bronze mirror half the height of a person was set up, and Lin Chen looked at Murong Yan, waiting for the continuation.

”Brother Lin, this mirror is a family heirloom of the Murong family. In a moment, you just need to stand in front of the mirror and open your mind. I will activate the mirror to simulate the situation of Senior Brother Lin’s duel with Hu Bing and Shanben Lang.”

Murong Yan’s words made Lin Chen’s pupils contract slightly. Could a mirror really have such miraculous power?

However, thinking of the wonders of Martial Arts Mountain, Lin Chen accepted it.

Martial Arts Mountain can imprint the current strength of those who leave their names there and even allow them to fight autonomously, so this bronze mirror was nothing special.

”Brother Murong, isn’t it said that with this magical heirloom in hand, one can spar with anyone in the world at will?”

”It is not as simple as Brother Lin thinks.”

Murong Yan knew what was on Lin Chen’s mind and explained, ”The mirror shatters after each use, and the cost to make this mirror is not insignificant. Also, I am able to have Senior Brother Lin and those two fight because Hu Bing and Shanben Lang have used the mirror before.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen’s expression turned cold. Hu Bing and Benshan Lang have also used it?

”Brother Lin, do not misunderstand. The Murong family has no ties to Hu Bing or Benshan Lang. We merely sold the mirrors; it was purely business.”

”According to Brother Murong, if I use it today, others could spar with me through this mirror in the future?”

Lin Chen focused on the key point. If so, his strength would be known to Murong Yan.

”The mirror will only retain Brother Lin’s current fighting ability. With Brother Lin’s talent, it won’t be long before you enter the grade, so why worry about this?”

Murong Yan felt a bit helpless in the face of Lin Chen’s vigilance. In fact, many geniuses liked to leave their images on our Murong family’s mirror, allowing martial artists from other countries to challenge them as a display of confidence in their strength.

Lin Chen had to be cautious and discreet. The cultivation method he practiced was the Nine Revolutions of the Refining of the Viscera, and according to the academy head, it was the cultivation technique of the Grand Ancestor Emperor of Liang. Not only was it difficult to cultivate, but if leaked, it would also incur the jealousy of other countries, and they might even send assassins to covertly target him.

”Brother Lin, this mirror merely simulates battles. The true details of the combat cannot be perceived by anyone aside from you, not even our Murong family. Moreover, I can swear on behalf of the Murong family that we will not allow anyone else to battle Brother Lin through the mirror.”

Standing beside, Su Qin was even more dissatisfied with Lin Chen seeing their princess needing to make a vow.

The princess was sincerely helping Lin Chen, yet he still doubted our princess.

”Okay.”

Lin Chen did not relax his guard because of Murong Yan’s words. He continued only after Murong Yan had made the vow, ”Brother Murong, what do I need to do?”

Murong Yan looked at Lin Chen with a somewhat resentful glance, thinking that he was truly an exceedingly cautious man. Had it been anyone else, they would have stopped after I offered to swear, expressing their trust in me.

But on second thought, the more vigilant Lin Chen was, the longer he would live.

Many talents of the Nine Kingdoms perished before they had a chance to grow.

Thinking this, Murong Yan smiled instead. However, this smile left Lin Chen puzzled, wondering why this woman was laughing.

”Brother Lin, choose between Hu Bing or Benshan Lang, then stand in front of the mirror and relax your mind.”

”Benshan Lang.”

The hatred between Liang and the Zheng Kingdom runs deep.

Lin Chen stood in front of the bronze mirror, but to his surprise, the mirror only showed a blurred figure, failing to reveal even his facial features or clothes.

Murong Yan also moved to the back of the mirror, placing her right hand on an indentation where a black stone was embedded.

A few breaths later, Murong Yan’s face turned flush, and even beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

At the same time, Lin Chen felt a special force rushing towards him, attempting to pull him into the mirror.

Lin Chen instinctively resisted, but remembering Murong Yan’s prior instructions, he relaxed his mind, allowing this force to draw him into the mirror.

In reality, his body remained motionless.

This sensation was very strange!

In his perception, this force was pulling him so close to the mirror’s surface, yet his body had not moved. After a while, Lin Chen’s pupils suddenly contracted as he felt a terrifying suction force yank him into the mirror.

The contraction of his pupils was a reflexive response of his body.

At this moment, the previously blurry figure on the mirror began to gradually become clearer, revealing Lin Chen’s face.

Fleeting!

When the mirror completely displayed Lin Chen’s entire figure, it immediately transformed, with clouds of mist pouring in from all sides, filling the entire mirror.

However, at that moment, Lin Chen could not see the change in the mirror because the scene before him had altered.

All around, it was vast and empty.

Whoosh!

Before he had the chance to take in his surroundings, a cold glint appeared on Lin Chen’s left!

In the instant the cold light arrived, Lin Chen leaned his head to the left to avoid it, but his arm was not so lucky.

Looking down at the blood mark on his right arm, he thought that without having cultivated the Mountain Suppressing Chart, this slash might have severed his arm.

Observing the short man before him, Lin Chen recalled Murong Yan’s description of Benshan Lang: skilled in concealment techniques and mastery of assassination methods.