Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Jiefeng Gorge!

The waves surged, one after another, washing away the blood.

The Han Kingdom and the Zheng Kingdom, a total of one hundred and four people, not a single survivor.

The disciples of the Liang Martial Arts Academy gazed at the two figures standing on the deck, their eyes filled with fervor.

Lin Chen was drenched in blood, his bare upper body gleaming with a hue like bronze, the lingering blood aura swirling around him like a dark red mist, resembling a war god who had just emerged from the Asura Field.

Alone, he fought Huo Ruohong, Bian Xinjie, and Ling Tianhao. He pierced through Ling Tianhao with a single finger, tore Bian Xinjie apart with his hands, and pursued Huo Ruohong.

The scene of him drawing a bow and shooting arrows, each shot claiming the life of a martial artist, still replayed vividly in their minds.

As for Senior Pei Qingming, there was no need to speak. He had distant sword strikes that killed Second Grade martial artists, then faced four Second Grade martial artists of the Zheng Kingdom alone, moving as if taking a leisurely stroll, cutting them down like grass with ease and style.

At this moment, Hou Zhantian and the others did not step forward to disturb them. Watching the backs of these two figures, they each stroked their beards and smiled. In Lin Chen and Pei Qingming, they saw hope and the legacy of Liang’s Martial Path.

With Pei Qingming leading the way and Lin Chen following, this was the passing of the torch of Liang’s Martial Path, the continuation of hope for Liang’s Martial Path.

Lin Chen’s performance in the ranking competition far exceeded their expectations, making them extremely satisfied.

Pei Qingming was equally impressive. After staying in the Fourth Grade Realm for seven years, he broke through with a single move today, his strength comparable to the First Grade.

Pei Qingming represents the present of Liang, while Lin Chen represents the next fifty years of Liang’s future.

The setting sun, as red as blood, coated their figures with a layer of red gold.

”Brother Pei, your swordsmanship is so profound.”

Lin Chen spoke, not to flatter Pei Qingming, for he had clearly witnessed the battle just now between Brother Pei and the four Second Grade martial artists from the Zheng Kingdom.

Brother Pei’s realm had not reached the First Grade, yet in facing four Second Grade martial artists, he exhibited overwhelming superiority, all because of Brother Pei’s swordsmanship.

”Do you remember what I told you last time?”

Pei Qingming smiled slightly, and upon hearing these words, Lin Chen recalled what Brother Pei had said to him at that time, his eyes focused: ”Is it the Sword Will?”

”Yes, it is the Sword Will.”

Pei Qingming looked at the waves ahead: ”I told you, when I first entered the Martial Path, like you, I learned multiple cultivation techniques, always thinking that the more I learned, the greater the enhancement to my martial power. Fist techniques, palm techniques, blade techniques, spear techniques... I could master each technique in a few days and become adept in a few months... Of course, not quite as fast as you; I heard you can bring a technique to perfection in three months.”

Upon receiving Brother Pei’s compliment, Lin Chen felt somewhat guilty, knowing his martial talent couldn’t compare to Brother Pei’s, relying completely on the panel’s assistance.

”Mastering dozens of different techniques not only increased my strength but also allowed me, when fighting others, to anticipate their moves and respond later than them. I imagine you do the same.”

Lin Chen nodded. His teacher had found thousands of Martial Path techniques for him, including those provided by the Martial Arts Garden later, which he studied carefully so he could anticipate some of his opponents’ moves in battle.

It appears, I underestimated the talents of the Nine Kingdoms, thinking only I would do so. Preparing a weapon does not hinder the work, and it turns out Brother Pei does the same.

”Still, it comes back to the problem I mentioned to you last time. It’s because I learned too much and too variedly. Although my understanding of the Martial Path wasn’t poor, breaking through to the Third Grade was no problem, but this understanding wasn’t ultimate; it could only be said to be much stronger than the average martial artist. Such a breakthrough was not what I wanted.”

”In the past few years, I’ve been doing only one thing, forgetting other cultivation techniques and focusing solely on swordsmanship. The first year I forgot thirty techniques, the second year sixty... until recently, I finally forgot all other techniques, leaving only one sword technique.”

”A singular Martial Path Will is pure. Its power is equivalent to the difference between the Extreme Martial Arts Path you initially took and that of an ordinary martial artist.”

”Invincible in the same realm?”

Lin Chen responded, but then dismissed the notion immediately, realizing that Brother Pei’s revealed strength was far more than mere invincibility in the same realm.

”A singular Martial Path Will cultivated to the extreme can battle across a major realm, but my current understanding in the Sword Dao hasn’t reached the extreme; I can only say I’ve barely truly begun.”

”Brother Pei, you’re too modest. If your Sword Dao has just started, where would that leave all the other sword-wielding martial artists of the Nine Kingdoms?”

Lin Chen smiled, thinking Brother Pei was being humble, but Pei Qingming’s expression grew serious: ”Junior Brother Lin, I’m not being modest. The Sword Will derives from the Martial Path Will, but they’re not the same. Perhaps it should be called an exclusive intent...”

”Exclusive intent?”

Pei Qingming wore a faint bitter smile: ”That’s just a name I came up with. There might be other names for it, because the martial path in our Nine Kingdoms is not complete.”

Since the Flame Dynasty’s matters came to light, Pei Qingming, as Liang’s number one genius, must have known about it.

Lin Chen understood Brother Pei’s meaning that perhaps the exclusive intent was known by another name in the Flame Dynasty.

”Of course, what I offered last time was just a suggestion. Maybe in the Flame Dynasty, there are those who walk a martial cultivation path like yours.”

Pei Qingming smiled at Lin Chen, initially sharing insights as someone experienced, but after witnessing Lin Chen’s impressive performance in the ranking competition, Pei Qingming believed that Lin Chen’s path might not necessarily be wrong.