Chapter 913 The Great Dao is Simple!
Just as Elder Murong was about to say something, Chen Xuan waved his hand to stop him and said to Lin Ling, "Young people are competitive, and that's good."
"So, you accept my challenge?" Lin Ling's eyes lit up upon hearing this.
"Alright!"
Chen Xuan smiled, not refusing.
"Mr. Chen, I'll send someone to spar with him casually," Yang Chaotian said in a deep voice.
"No need, it won't take long anyway," Chen Xuan waved his hand dismissively.
"Chen Xuan, go easy on him. He still needs to charge into battle later," Murong Meng said with a smile.
She believed in Chen Xuan's strength. Although Lin Ling was strong, she thought he was far from Chen Xuan's match.
Therefore, when Lin Ling challenged Chen Xuan, she did not stop him.
These words immediately caused Lin Ling's face to darken.
"Mr. Chen, you don't need to hold back. Give it your all!"
Lin Ling said this through gritted teeth.
Kid, prepare to get beaten!
"Let's forget it."
Chen Xuan shook his head. If he really used his full strength, this guy would be blown to bits, wouldn't he?
How would he help him resist the Changle Chamber of Commerce later?
Chen Xuan shook his head and sighed again, which undoubtedly enraged Lin Ling completely.
In Lin Ling's opinion, Chen Xuan was looking down on him.
"Then don't blame me if you get hurt!"
As soon as Lin Ling finished speaking, he lunged at Chen Xuan like a fierce tiger, spreading his hands and unleashing a powerful palm strike at Chen Xuan.
His momentum was so imposing that it even caught Elder Murong's eye.
"This kid has actually advanced to the level of a seventh-grade internal force grandmaster!" He couldn't help but exclaim.
As the palm strike came, Chen Xuan suddenly dodged to the side, and the sharp palm wind grazed past his face.
Lin Ling seemed to have expected this and turned his other hand, transforming his palm into a fist, and smashing it towards Chen Xuan's temple.
But Chen Xuan turned his head and dodged it, then slapped out.
"Good, very good!"
As the two exchanged blows, a rapid series of sounds, like fists hitting flesh, suddenly rang out.
Chen Xuan and Lin Ling fought brilliantly, going back and forth, matching each other blow for blow. Even to the discerning eyes of Elder Murong, Elder Xue, and others, they were full of praise.
Suddenly, with a bang!
The two separated after a touch, retreating several steps each.
Lin Ling stared at Chen Xuan and said contemptuously, "Kid, you're nothing special either?"
He hadn't used his full strength just now; he was only testing Chen Xuan. This kid could barely match him. He believed that if he used his full strength, this kid wouldn't last a single round.
Chen Xuan smiled slightly, unfazed.
Murong Meng didn't understand martial arts well, but she knew the situation: "Lin Ling, who do you think you are? You haven't won yet! I think my Chen Xuan hasn't even used his full strength!"
Lin Ling was hurt.
His heart was split into eight pieces!
The reason he challenged Chen Xuan was to gain Murong Meng's attention and favor. He had performed well, yet Murong Meng was still defending Chen Xuan!
At this thought, he gritted his teeth until they creaked.
Kid, just you wait. If Murong Meng sees you trampled underfoot, maybe she'll change her mind!
"Miss Murong, please watch!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ling's aura surged, and with a stomp of his foot, he charged at Chen Xuan like a cannonball.
The intensity of his aura was so strong that the surrounding air seemed to distort.
"This..."
This powerful aura also filled Murong Meng with worry.
Elder Murong clenched his fists excitedly, "Good kid, he's learned the Vajra Fist! Now even Chen Xuan will be in big trouble!"
He said this because Elder Murong had seen that Chen Xuan had been fighting Lin Ling with comparable strength. Now that Lin Ling had unleashed this move, Chen Xuan was likely to lose!
Of course, this loss referred to Chen Xuan using strength beyond Lin Ling's realm!
However, the outcome was beyond Elder Murong's imagination!
"Kneel at my feet and surrender!"
The air distorted, and in a blur, Lin Ling appeared in front of Chen Xuan, his massive fist descending like a fired cannonball.
Yet, Chen Xuan faced it fearlessly, throwing a punch of his own.
It wasn't any specific fist technique; it was just a punch!
For a master who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts, a simple, unadorned punch was enough to defeat everything.
The Great Dao is simple!
Bang!
A muffled explosion, like a bomb detonating, sent a surging wave of energy sweeping through. Those with insufficient strength were directly knocked over, and nearby tables and chairs were blown away.
Everyone was shocked.
They never imagined that the clash between two young men could reach such a level!
A moment later, as the dust settled, everyone's gaze trembled again.
Lin Ling lay on the ground, writhing in pain, his teeth bared and sweat the size of soybeans covering his forehead!
In contrast, Chen Xuan stood proudly, not a single corner of his clothes even torn.
Lin Ling was a picture of pathetic defeat, like a stray dog.
Everyone was amazed, but even more shocked were Elder Murong, Elder Xue, and Elder Gu. The three exchanged glances, their shock evident in their eyes.
The moment of explosion, they had realized that Chen Xuan had not increased his strength to deal with Lin Ling. He had completely defeated Lin Ling using strength comparable to his own. It was terrifying!
After all, Lin Ling's burst of strength was infinitely close to that of an internal force grandmaster, a being virtually invincible in the same realm.
Yet, he still lost.
But they didn't know that Chen Xuan cultivated using spiritual energy, which was far beyond what these internal force masters could compare to.
Murong Meng cheered with delight, "Chen Xuan, you're amazing!"
Lin Ling finally recovered and slowly got up from the ground.
He looked at Chen Xuan angrily, "Kid, you must have used a dirty trick, I'm not convinced!"
He knew how strong he was, even capable of fighting evenly with a half-step internal force grandmaster. How could Chen Xuan, who was younger than him, defeat him? What a joke!
"Lin Ling, you lost, but you refuse to admit it?" Murong Meng stared at Lin Ling with authority.
"I..."
"Do you still want to face family punishment?"
Murong Meng glared, her expression cold.
At this moment, she was again the young lady of the Murong family, aloof and dignified.
Lin Ling was still somewhat wary, as Murong Meng's lineage was now the dominant one.
But he was unwilling: "Chen Xuan, you must have used some trick. If you dare, let's fight again!"
Chen Xuan sneered, "You are not worthy!"
He had already gone above and beyond by agreeing to spar with Lin Ling. But this guy still wanted to challenge him, and he didn't have that much free time.
"You..."
Lin Ling instantly clenched his fists.
"Stop!"
Elder Murong hurriedly stopped Lin Ling.
He knew Chen Xuan's true strength. If Chen Xuan revealed his true power, Lin Ling wouldn't even know how he died.
"Teacher, he must have used some despicable means!"
Lin Ling gnashed his teeth in anger, extremely unwilling.
"Don't be disrespectful!" Elder Murong's eyes were icy.
"I... alas!"
Lin Ling gritted his teeth, sighed in the end, and swung his fist into the air.
"Kid, next time I will challenge you in the arena, to the death!"
He could only stare at Chen Xuan and shout, venting his dissatisfaction and salvaging his pride.