Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Cabin.

”Junior Brother Lin, are you ready with the refinement?”

At the door, comes the voice of Qin Yan.

”Senior Brother Qin, is something the matter?”

”Steward Gao and other sect stewards are planning a duel among disciples, which you, the yet-to-enter sect disciples, will participate in. The winner will receive rewards given by the sect stewards.”

Qin Yan is here to relay Gao Zeming’s words and continues, ”Junior Brother Lin, the rewards offered by the sect stewards are valuable, especially for Martial Artists who haven’t entered the Innate Realm yet; they can really make use of them.”

As he says this, Qin Yan’s face carries a hint of envy. The reward makes his heart flutter too, but unfortunately, only those disciples who haven’t entered the sect can participate in the duel. He has already joined the sect and is now an Inner Sect disciple, thus lacks the qualification to compete.

”Alright, I can come out tomorrow.”

”Junior Brother Lin, don’t be too anxious. If necessary, it’s fine to delay another day or two, as the duel can be postponed by one or two days.”

”No need to postpone, tomorrow is fine.”

Inside the cabin, Lin Chen feels the location of the Dragon Transformation Grass within his body and gives a definite answer.

The energy of the Dragon Transformation Grass has reached the ankle. At this speed, just give him a few more hours, and there will be no Flood Dragon energy left unrefined within his body.

Although he has already been designated as a disciple by the Sect Elders, no one ever thinks they have too much Martial Path resources. Even for Direct Disciples of Elders, the sect resources available to them are limited.

...

Three hours later.

Lin Chen softly utters: Panel.

[Host: Lin Chen]

[Realm: First Grade]

[Spirit Tier: 9.1]

[Innate Technique: Celestial Derivation Myriad Phenomena Destruction Palm]

[Inextinguishable Divine Face Body: First Layer (Giant Aspect)]

[Innate Technique: Canglan Finger]

[Title: Martial Arts Longevity (Martial Arts Mountain’s Fame: For every thousand consecutive wins, Martial Path comprehension permanently doubles, Divine Soul increases ten percent)]

[Achievement: Light of Liang]

[Effect: The more Liang Martial Artists worshipers, the faster Martial Arts Cultivation progresses.]

[Life Chart: [Natural Progress]: Ninth Grade Martial Path, Perseverance, Gradual Process, Unstoppable, No Bottleneck Problem.]

”Didn’t expect that completely refining the Flood Dragon energy within should enhance my Divine Soul by another ten percent.”

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, Lin Chen feels the Qi Blood circulating throughout his body, noticeably smoother than before.

...

Dragon King Ship Deck.

At this moment, all sect disciples are present, while Gao Zeming and others stand above the deck on the bridge, observing the duel.

”Oh, does Canglan Sect have another disciple?”

Celestial Yang Hall’s steward sees an unfamiliar face among Canglan Sect disciples with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

”Yes, this is our sect’s disciple who was in closed cultivation when boarding the ship, and has just come out today.”

Gao Zeming explains, and the Celestial Yang Hall steward asks no more—a mere disciple. He has confidence in his sect’s disciples; after all, this sect has discovered the strongest disciple in the Eastern Sea domain island over decades.

”I think there’s no need for overly formal rules in this duel; just let your sect disciples mutually pick opponents.”

Hu Yunhua speaks merrily, and the other sect stewards nod, acknowledging that this duel was arranged on a whim and needn’t be so formal.

”Each of you, pick an opponent. The winner advances to the next round, and the loser is eliminated.”

Hu Yunhua’s voice spreads throughout the deck, and as the words fall, the young disciples below start fixing their gazes on others, wanting to choose their opponent.

On the other side of the deck, Qin Yan and Gu Kong stand together with the disciples following the stewards for the sea journey; they are spectators of this duel.

”Senior Brother Qin, who do you think will pick Senior Brother Lin?”

Gu Kong blinks his eyes, and Qin Yan understands Gu Kong’s meaning—whoever chooses Junior Brother Lin, will have miscalculated.

Lin Chen doesn’t actively choose opponents; to him, it doesn’t matter who his opponent is.

”You and I, let’s spar.”

A disciple from Celestial Yang Hall directs his gaze at Lin Chen, and Lin Chen agrees.

The deck of the Dragon King Ship is large enough to accommodate dozens of duels simultaneously.

Lin Chen and the disciple from Celestial Yang Hall move to one side of the deck, while the sea breeze carries a salty and fishy scent across the deck.

His opponent is dressed in red patterned martial attire, with brows and eyes full of eager brilliance and palms showing dark red patterns faintly igniting with fire.

”Zhao Yan from Celestial Yang Hall, at your service!”

”Lin Chen from Canglan Sect, feel free to demonstrate!”

Before the words finish, Zhao Yan’s two palms burst forth two clusters of crimson flames, the scorching heat waves turning the deck crimson-red.

His figure shoots out like an arrow leaving the bowstring, trailing shadows that carve charred marks on the deck.

This ”Burning Shadow Step” causes Qin Yan and others watching to squint, while the few stewards on the bridge notice this scene.

”This Zhao Yan must be one of the promising recruits by Celestial Yang Hall this time.”

The steward from Tai Chu Sect speaks, looking at Celestial Yang Hall steward, Du Dongyang, who nods slightly too: ”Zhao Yan has good talent in the Fiery Sun Technique.”

The Fiery Sun Technique is one of Celestial Yang Hall’s signature cultivation techniques, equivalent in status to Canglan Sect’s Canglan Finger.

”Brother Gao, it seems your Canglan Sect disciple might lose.”

Facing the gazes of other stewards, Gao Zeming’s expression remains unchanged—Lin Chen would lose?

With Zhao Yan’s Fiery Sun Technique, it’s far from enough.

On the deck, facing the approaching heat wave, Lin Chen appears leisurely.

When the crimson flame palm wind is about to reach him, his right hand swiftly lifts, as Canglan Finger Force bursts forth from his fingertip like cold pool gleam.

In an instant, everyone seems to see an ice-blue Flood Dragon break the sea surface, directly penetrating the flames with a chilling intensity!