Chapter 106: Newcomer Lin Chuan Declares War on the Entire Tianheng Society!
"Lin Chuan, you just arrived at Jiuli and are stepping on others to establish your authority. Your intentions are too despicable."
Chu Manshuang's voice echoed across the martial arts arena.
Lin Chuan was completely numb from hearing this.
What kind of madness is this woman acting out?
Clearly Han Zheng initiated the challenge, and he was the one who proposed the compensation terms. Now that Han Zheng had lost, in her mouth, it all somehow became his own premeditated scheme.
Chu Manshuang wasn't finished yet.
She turned her head again to look at Ning Zhaoyue.
"How could a mere freshman who just entered the school figure these things out so clearly?"
"Ning Zhaoyue, you instigated him, didn't you?"
"You first brought him into the Soul Pool, arranged a core grinding position for him, and deliberately made Han Zheng unconvinced. You knew Han Zheng was my person, so you let Lin Chuan step on him in public just to humiliate me."
Ning Zhaoyue's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
"Chu Manshuang, you can just admit that you can't afford to lose, stop dragging me into everything."
"Han Zheng proposed the challenge himself, and Teacher He personally set the rules. You stood by the side the whole time, and now you still want to blame me?"
He Zhiqiu's expression also turned cold.
"I opened the core grinding position for Lin Chuan, and I supervised them in signing the sparring agreement. Chu Manshuang, if you have any objections to my arrangements, you can go to the Soul Academy to lodge a complaint."
Of course, Chu Manshuang wouldn't dare to openly talk back to He Zhiqiu.
After all, she was the teacher in charge of the Soul Pooland held some status; however, if it were an ordinary teacher, she might have just fought them directly.
The Tianheng Society had always been extremely domineering in Jiuli.
She stared coldly at Ning Zhaoyue.
"Teacher He has a good relationship with you, so of course she speaks for you."
Lin Chuan couldn't be bothered to listen anymore.
He raised his palm, and the shattered pieces of the magic blade scattered across the martial arts platform all flew up.
The large blade bodies, broken hilts, and some tiny fragments successively fell into the recovery bag prepared by the equipment department.
After finishing collecting the items, Lin Chuan stood up, casually picked his nose, and looked at Chu Manshuangwith a face full of disdain.
"Who the hell are you?"
The martial arts arena instantly fell silent.
Several students nearby almost thought they had heard wrong.
Chu Manshuang was also stunned for two seconds.
"Insolent!"
Her face flushed instantly, and she pointed at Lin Chuanangrily, saying, "Do you know who you are talking to?"
Lin Chuan glanced at her.
"I don't know, that's why I'm asking you. If your ears are bad, go get them treated, and stop shouting and screaming every day."
Someone in the crowd couldn't help but let out a snicker.
Chu Manshuang turned her head abruptly.
The laughter vanished immediately.
Only then did she look back at Lin Chuan, saying word by word, "I! Chu Manshuang, a high-ranking executive of the Tianheng Society, and the Tianheng Society is the number one student union in Jiuli."
"A freshman like you who just enrolled must use honorifics when seeing high-ranking student union members, and obediently call me senior sister."
"For someone like you who lacks manners and dares to curse to my face, I can publicly slap you across the faceright now! Do you know that!"
Hearing this, many students around took a few steps back.
It had long been no secret in Jiuli that Chu Manshuangacted imperiously.
In the past, there were also freshmen who relied on their good talent and refused to bow their heads to the Tianheng Society.
Chu Manshuang had slapped the other person dozens of times in public, and afterwards, that freshman still had to take the initiative to visit and apologize.
Lin Chuan nodded.
"Oh, I really didn't know that."
Chu Manshuang felt a tightness in her chest.
Lin Chuan turned around and was about to leave.
"Did I tell you that you could leave!"
Chu Manshuang reached out and drew her saber.
Clang!
A slender battle saber was unsheathed.
The Qi and blood of the Third-Realm Grandmaster erupted instantly, and the ground under her feet was trampled into several cracks.
There were only six or seven meters between the two of them.
Chu Manshuang had once crossed two minor Realms to defeat a Fifth-Realm Grandmaster head-on. Her saber was fast, and her close-combat speed was even faster.
Lin Chuan was most famous for his lightning-type ability.
As long as she beat the lightning to place her saber against Lin Chuan's neck, this match would be over.
By then, she could regain the face she had just lost and let everyone know that even an SSS-grade freshman arriving at Jiuli still had to abide by her rules.
"Chu Manshuang, put away your saber!"
He Zhiqiu shouted to stop her.
Ning Zhaoyue also stepped forward.
But Chu Manshuang had already rushed in front of Lin Chuan.
She didn't use the blade edge to slash Lin Chuan, after all, Lin Chuan was personally recruited by the old principal.
If she really killed him, even with the Chu family behind her, she would still face some trouble.
But establishing her authority was a must, especially since she strongly disliked Lin Chuan's disdainful attitude towards her.
She turned the blade horizontally, preparing to press it against Lin Chuan's shoulder before giving him a couple of slaps in public.
Slapping an SSS-grade Genius across the face made for a pretty good life resume.
She liked it very much.
But before her saber could fall, Lin Chuan had already turned around.
He raised his hand.
With a much faster, fiercer, and sharper speed, he lashed out with a slap.
Slap!
The sound was terrifyingly crisp.
The protective Qi and blood that Chu Manshuang had just mustered up was directly shattered by this slap.
Her head tilted violently to the side, her feet left the ground, and her entire body flew sideways for dozens of meters, crashing heavily into the guardrail outside the martial arts arena.
The battle saber flew out of her hand, spinning and landing at Lin Chuan's feet.
Chu Manshuang slid down the guardrail and fell to the ground, half of her face swelling up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Mixed inside were four teeth.
The entire martial arts arena fell silent for a good moment.
"Someone actually dared to touch Chu Manshuang!"
"Executive Chu! She was slapped flying?"
"She is from the Chu family! She's the younger sister of the Tianheng Society's president!"
"She is a Third-Realm Grandmaster and has even defeated a Fifth-Realm Grandmaster, yet she was knocked flying by Lin Chuan in a single instant!"
"Lin Chuan didn't even use lightning; he just stood in place and threw a single slap."
Standing in the crowd, Han Zheng's eyelids twitched violently.
Just now, when Lin Chuan compared Mental Strength with him, he had at least used three Soul Power great sabers.
When it came to Chu Manshuang, it was just left with a single slap.
Ning Zhaoyue stopped her steps and glanced at Lin Chuan.
She knew Lin Chuan's physical body was very strong, but she hadn't expected that Chu Manshuang, a Third-RealmGrandmaster, couldn't even take a single slap from him.
"You... how dare you hit me?"
Clutching her face, Chu Manshuang barely managed to sit up from the ground.
Because she was missing a few teeth, her speech whistled slightly.
"You're done for! The Tianheng Society will not let you off!"
He Zhiqiu walked between the two of them, her voice icy.
"Chu Manshuang, you were the one who drew your saber to attack Lin Chuan first. The martial arts arena's surveillance captured it very clearly; this slap was legitimate self-defense."
"If the Tianheng Society wants to pursue this matter, have your president come find me."
Chu Manshuang was instantly rendered speechless.
Lin Chuan looked down at the battle saber at his feet and kicked it back in front of Chu Manshuang.
"You just said that I deliberately used Han Zheng to establish my authority."
"Sorry, I really didn't think like that at first."
Lin Chuan glanced around at the students wearing the Tianheng Society badges.
"But now, I have that idea."
"Right now, I'm going to use your entire damn Tianheng Society to establish my authority."
"Go back and tell that damn president of yours. Starting today, anyone from the Tianheng Society, I will beat up every single one I see."
"When he kicks a bitch like you out of the Tianheng Society, comes to apologize to me, and compensates me with billions in mental damages, that's when I'll stop."
The expressions of several Tianheng Society members completely changed.
"Lin Chuan, do you know how many people are in the Tianheng Society?"
"What does that have to do with me?"
After speaking, Lin Chuan picked up the bag containing the magic blade fragments.
In his previous life, he endured for ten years, only to be hounded to death in the end.
In this life, he originally wanted to be a lawless and reckless Demon King. Whoever dared to provoke him, he would deal with them.
What's more, he also had the Enemy Rebate System on him.
The stronger his enemies were and the harder they Cultivated, the more rebates he could get.
Chu Manshuang had taken the initiative to bring her faceforward and even wanted to use the entire Tianheng Society to suppress him.
Then he would beat them all together.
He would bind your entire Tianheng Society together.
Just a few minutes later, several videos were simultaneously uploaded to various college student chat groups in Jiuli.
The first segment: Lin Chuan condensed a giant watermelon blade and defeated Han Zheng.
The second segment: Chu Manshuang drew her saber, only to be slapped flying by Lin Chuan.
The third segment: Lin Chuan made a bold declaration in front of hundreds of students.
Anyone from the Tianheng Society—he would beat up every single one he saw!
Chapter 107: Gained Over Three Hundred More GeniusEmployees!
The sky was already growing a bit dark.
The silver sports car left the Soul Pool area and drove all the way up the mountain road.
The further up it went, the fewer buildings there were around.
Both sides of the road were planted with many spiritual trees whose names Lin Chuan could not call out, and the Spiritual Qi in the air was also several times richer than at the foot of the mountain.
Ten-odd minutes later, Ning Zhaoyue parked the car in front of a three-story villa.
"We have arrived, take a look, this is the place where you will live for the next four years."
Lin Chuan got out of the car and took a look.
The villa covered a large area, with a courtyard in front and an independent Cultivation room built in the back.
"Is this the dormitory arranged for me by the school?"
"Mm."
"Do I have a roommate?"
"You live by yourself, a detached single-family house."
Ning Zhaoyue leaned against the car door.
"Jiuli Academy upper mountain district, Spiritual Vein villa district."
"Those who can live here are basically the top Geniusfigures in the academy, as well as a small number of powerhouses stationed at the school year-round."
"Right beneath this villa of yours is a branch of a Spiritual Vein. Inside the Cultivation room, there are also a Gathering Spirit Formation, a Gravity Formation, and testing equipment."
"The school really spares no expense when it comes to Genius talents."
Lin Chuan swiped his identity wristband.
The front door of the villa opened automatically.
The daily necessities inside were already prepared, and even the refrigerator was stuffed full.
Lin Chuan glanced to the side again.
Less than fifty meters apart, there was another villa of the same specifications.
"Whose is that?"
"Mine."
Ning Zhaoyue took a bottle of water out of the car, unscrewed it, and took a sip.
"The two of us count as neighbors."
"Making it such a coincidence? Do you have a crush on me?"
"Pfft!" Ning Zhaoyue directly spat out the water, "It was arranged by the old principal, what does it have to do with me."
Ning Zhaoyue glanced at him.
"They probably estimate that you came to Jiuli without knowing anything and might stir up some trouble."
Lin Chuan was amused.
"What trouble can I stir up? I am a thoroughly honest person."
Ning Zhaoyue almost spat water again.
"Today is only your first day here, and you already slapped the younger sister of the Tianheng Society president flying."
"And in front of hundreds of people, you said you wanted to break through the entire Tianheng."
"Is this still not called stirring up trouble?"
"That is because she made the move first."
"I know she made the move first, but ordinary people would not dare to go to this extent."
Ning Zhaoyue slightly frowned.
"The Tianheng Society is not as simple as you think."
"They are able to steadily sit as the number one of the three major student unions not just relying on money."
"Behind Tianheng are quite a few financial groups and aristocratic families. Many school board members of the academy have connections with them."
"Moreover, not a single one of the truly formidable people in Tianheng came today."
Lin Chuan placed the weapon case at the doorway.
"Oh, can these people be more dangerous than a sixth-rank Demon King?"
Ning Zhaoyue thought about it seriously.
"That is not the case."
"Then that settles it."
"You really are big-hearted."
Ning Zhaoyue was somewhat speechless.
Even a sixth-rank Demon King was brought out, and Tianheng truly cannot compare.
But the true body of a sixth-rank Demon King cannot come over right now.
Yet Tianheng is right here in the school.
"In short, be a little careful."
"They suffered such a big loss today, they definitely will not let the matter rest."
"Especially Chu Manshuang, that person of hers values face the most. You slapping away four of her teeth is more painful than cutting her with a knife."
Lin Chuan recalled the appearance of Chu Manshuangsitting on the ground and speaking with her teeth leaking air.
"Who can that be blamed on?"
"She wanted to slap me first, so naturally I had to slap her back in counterattack."
Ning Zhaoyue unexpectedly did not know how to refute for a moment.
"Fine, you are amazing."
"Call me if anything happens."
"I am right next door."
Ning Zhaoyue sat back in the car, and just as she was about to leave, she lowered the car window again.
"Right."
"The Tianheng Society president is called Chu Xuanheng, and this person is very mysterious."
Lin Chuan was stunned: "Very mysterious, what kind of evaluation is this?"
Many senior students have stayed in the school for several years and have never seen him truly make a move.
Chifeng Society president Qin Li, a person who is so arrogant, is not very willing to say much when mentioning Chu Xuanheng.
Lin Chuan memorized this name.
"Chu Xuanheng."
"A bit interesting."
Ning Zhaoyue drove back to the adjacent villa.
Lin Chuan, on the other hand, walked around his new residence.
The underground Cultivation room was about more than four hundred square meters.
The walls were entirely made of special alloy, and the surroundings were protected by Formations. Next to it was a training area specially prepared for Mental StrengthTreasure Artifacts, which was enough to withstand attacks at the Great Grandmaster level.
Lin Chuan was quite satisfied with this place.
It was much better than the facilities at his home; as expected of a top university.
He took a bath and changed into a clean set of clothes.
Just as he came down from upstairs, his wristband vibrated continuously.
Lin Chuan opened it to take a look, and on the Jiuli Academy campus network, everywhere were videos related to him.
The first segment was him condensing three large Soul Power watermelon sabers, pinning Han Zheng and the Soul-Suppressing Flying Wheel Blade together to the ground.
The second segment was Chu Manshuang drawing her saber and approaching, only to be slapped flying dozens of meters by him.
The third segment was him carrying the demonic saber fragments, publicly declaring war on the entire Tianheng.
The view counts of all three videos were skyrocketing crazily.
In addition, there were also many trending search posts about him on the campus network.
[Bombshell! The most arrogant newcomer, besieged by the three societies in the morning, going to single-handedly challenge the first student union in the afternoon!]
Below, there were already tens of thousands of replies.
"Is this really a freshman who just arrived at school today?"
"A private chartered plane landed, the three major student unions fought over a person, and a war broke out on the very first day of entering school. This single day was more exciting than my four years."
"I thought SSS-rankers were all that kind of aloof Genius, why did someone with such a great mental state come?"
"People of the Tianheng Society, beat one up for every one seen. Listen, how satisfying are those words!"
"Satisfying my ass, he simply does not know how many powerhouses Tianheng has."
"Chu Manshuang is a Grandmaster tier-three, and has even defeated a Grandmaster tier-five. Lin Chuan did not even use lightning and slapped her flying with a single palm, this strength is already quite perverted, alright?"
"Chu Manshuang underestimated the enemy; she thought Lin Chuan only excelled in the lightning attribute."
"What about the match involving Han Zheng? The Mental Strength of Lin Chuan also blasted him apart."
"Han Zheng cannot even enter the top ten in Tianheng, what can winning against him prove?"
"To be fair, this world is too magical. In the morning, the Tianheng vice president still said he would reserve a core position for him, but in the afternoon, Lin Chuan wants to beat one up for every one he sees."
The freshman chat group was likewise completely blown up.
Before they had even enrolled, they already knew that a ruthless person had come to Jiuli this year.
Some people felt Lin Chuan was arrogant enough, daring to challenge the strongest student faction of the school right after coming.
Others also thought he was swelling up too quickly.
Winning against two upperclassmen and not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth.
Right at this moment, the official account of the Tianheng Society released a statement.
[In response to the actions of Lin Chuan today at the Soul Pool martial arts arena, the Tianheng Society makes the following response.]
[First, the Mental Strength sparring between Han Zhengand Lin Chuan belonged to the voluntary actions of both parties. Regarding the weapon damage issue, the society will re-evaluate it.]
[Second, Executive Chu Manshuang only wanted to stop the conflict at that time, but Lin Chuan struck too heavily, did not know how to cherish jade, and his intentions were far too vicious.]
[Third, the Tianheng Society will not accept threats from any person, nor will it expel a high-level executive because of a single sentence from Lin Chuan.]
[Tianheng being able to steadily sit as the number one of the three Jiuli societies naturally has its reasons.]
[Lin Chuan will soon find out how impulsive his actions today were.]
[The person who bows their head in the end will definitely be him.]
As soon as this statement was issued, Tianheng members took to the field one after another.
"Support Tianheng!"
"Just a freshman, truly thinking he is invincible under heaven?"
"Wait until Senior He and the others return, we shall see if he can still act arrogant."
"Tianheng has more than a thousand members, how many can he fight?"
"Still beat one up for every one seen, tomorrow I will wait for him at the clubhouse!"
"Count me in!"
"I am signing up too!"
"Whoever makes him bow his head first gets a reward of three thousand contribution points!"
Lin Chuan sat on the sofa, eating spiritual fruits prepared by the school while reading the comments.
Very quickly, the System prompts began to ring.
[New enemy detected!]
[Tianheng Society member Li He has generated strong hostility towards the host and plans to make a move against the host in the near future!]
[Binding successful!]
[New enemy detected!]
[Tianheng Society member Zhou Tong has generated strong hostility towards the host...]
[Binding successful!]
[New enemy detected!]
[Binding successful!]
Prompt after prompt continuously flashed past.
Thirty-seven.
Eighty-nine.
One hundred and sixty-four.
Two hundred and seventy-six.
It kept rising to three hundred and twenty-one before the speed slowed down.
Lin Chuan looked at the System list, his mouth widening further and further, smiling very happily.
Coming to the school was indeed the right choice.
In a single day, he picked up over three hundred elite employees for free.
You must know that those who could test into Jiuli University were all premier talents from various small places!
And these people were even more of talents among talents.
Oh mother!
Fantastic!
As long as these people Cultivated earnestly, consumed potions, and comprehended Martial Techniques in the future, he would be able to follow along and get returns.
Does Tianheng not have money?
It would be best to issue a bit more resources to these three hundred plus people.
In the System list, the names of Chu Manshuang, Han Zheng, and Shen Zhiyuan were all there.
Several Tianheng executives who jumped the most fiercely just now were also not missing a single one.
Only Chu Xuanheng was not seen.
"The president does not hate me?"
Lin Chuan flipped through it again, still not finding this name.
For the Enemy Return System to judge an enemy, it required the other party to genuinely generate hostility, while also possessing the ability and opportunity to threaten him.
Chu Xuanheng not being bound could only explain one thing.
The other party simply did not take him seriously at all right now.
They were even too lazy to generate hostility.
"Damn, this president has some substance!"
Lin Chuan took a bite of a spiritual fruit.
"Fine."
Top floor of the Tianheng Clubhouse.
Shen Zhiyuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, conducting a video call.
On the other end of the screen was a dimly lit underground palace.
A youth in black clothes had his back to the camera, with an ancient jade covered in cracks floating in front of him.
Around the ancient jade, strips of golden runes were also slowly rotating.
"President."
"You have already seen the matter on the campus network, right?"
Chu Xuanheng raised his hand and extracted a wisp of golden light from the ancient jade.
"Saw it."
Shen Zhiyuan spoke very tactfully.
"Executive Chu was injured by Lin Chuan, losing four teeth."
"Lin Chuan also said that unless we expel Executive Chu, you apologize to him personally, and compensate billions, otherwise he will beat up anyone from Tianheng he sees."
The tone of Chu Xuanheng was mocking, as if he saw a child making a fuss.
"Heh, boring."
Shen Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment.
"President, about Lin Chuan publicly challenging Tianheng..."
"Such a trivial matter, could it require me to handle it personally?"
Chu Xuanheng finally turned around.
His appearance looked to be only in his early twenties, but his gaze was calm to a somewhat frightening degree.
"Call He Qingshan and the others back."
The heart of Shen Zhiyuan stirred.
"He Qingshan is currently undergoing trial by fire in the rift battlefield."
"He will return in three days."
Chu Xuanheng gathered that wisp of golden light into his glabella.
"Then replace them with someone else."
"Understood."
The video closed.
From beginning to end, Chu Xuanheng did not ask what Realm Lin Chuan had Cultivated to.
A freshman who had just enrolled was not yet worth him wasting his energy.
Any one of the few people he personally taught cultivation techniques to and nurtured had the strength to defeat Chifeng Society president Qin Li.
Dealing with Lin Chuan.
One person going is enough.
Chapter 108: Golden Pupils! Qin Li's Unwilling Memories!
After the video call ended, Shen Zhiyuan quickly posted a message using his personal account.
["Chu Manshuang will not be expelled."]
["As for what Lin Chuan said today, he will take it back himself sooner or later."]
["Starting from now, any Tianheng member who can defeat Lin Chuan in a public battle will have their monthly resources raised by one tier and receive an extra reward of five thousand contribution points!"]
["If they are not a core member, they can also directly enter the evaluation list for the Tianheng core team!"]
As soon as this message was posted, the number of applicants below began to increase rapidly.
Five thousand contribution points were already enough for an ordinary student to enter the Advanced cultivation rooms dozens of times.
Raising monthly resources by one tier was equally of no small value.
What made people the most tempted was still the evaluation quota for the Tianheng core team.
There were over a thousand Tianheng members, but only a few dozen could truly enter the core team.
Once entering the core team, the tasks, cultivation techniques, and Cultivation resources one could access would all undergo tremendous changes.
"Deputy President Shen, I'll sign up!"
"Count me in. I've long wanted to see just how strong an SSS-rank is."
"Defeating a freshman allows one to enter the core team. What's the difference between this fated opportunity and getting it for free?"
"Don't forget, this freshman slapped Executive Chu flying with a single palm."
"That was because Executive Chu underestimated the enemy! If I knew his physical body was strong, I definitely wouldn't engage in close combat with him."
"I won't compete with him in Mental Strength either; I'll directly use Qi to suppress him!"
A large number of Tianheng members began to sign up.
Even a few senior students who had been out executing tasks had someone register their names first.
The strength Lin Chuan currently displayed was indeed very strong.
Yet after all, he was only one person.
What Tianheng lacked least was Geniuses.
If one didn't work, they would swap to the next.
They didn't believe Lin Chuan could really defeat all thousand-plus people.
Just as internal sign-ups within Tianheng were ongoing, the Chifeng Society also released a message.
["Following internal discussions by the Chifeng Society, it has now been decided to withdraw the core invitation previously issued to Lin Chuan."]
["Lin Chuan's actions today have already exceeded the scope of normal student competition."]
["Jiuli Academy welcomes newcomers with strength and personality, but the three major student unions also have their own rules and dignity."]
["If any newcomer could casually provoke the three major student unions, Jiuli Academy would have long been in chaos."]
["The Chifeng Society will work together with the Tianheng Society to maintain the order of the student unions."]
This message from the Chifeng Society made the campus network completely lively.
Tianheng and Chifeng had always been competing.
Competing for tasks.
Competing for resources.
Competing for Cultivation venues.
Even how many new members were recruited each year had to be brought out for comparison.
When members of both sides met usually, exchanging sarcastic remarks was a common occurrence.
Now, the two major student unions had rarely stood together to jointly oppose a freshly enrolled freshman.
Quite a few people immediately realized that the matter had blown up.
...
Chifeng Clubhouse.
Wei Linfeng pushed open the door of the president's office.
"President, are you really withdrawing it?"
"I've already sent out the message."
Qin Li was wiping a crimson longspear.
The spear body was nearly two meters long, its surface covered in dark red patterns, and a few unrepairable cracks still remained on the spear tip.
"I still feel it's a pity."
Wei Linfeng sat down opposite him.
"You saw Lin Chuan's strength as well."
"An SSS-rank Lightning-type talent, eight thousand-ke Mental Strength, and a physical body capable of slapping away a tier-three Grandmaster with a single palm."
"If a newcomer like this can enter Chifeng, it will definitely benefit us."
"Before he came to Jiuli, didn't we already agree to find a way to snatch him from Tianheng's hands?"
Qin Li didn't even raise his head.
"That was in the morning."
"In the morning, Tianheng wanted to recruit him."
"Right now, he explicitly demanded that Chu Xuanhengapologize to him and also kick Chu Manshuang out of Tianheng."
Qin Li wiped away the dust on the spear tip.
"If we recruit Lin Chuan right now, it would be equivalent to taking over his declaration of war against Tianheng on his behalf."
Wei Linfeng frowned.
"We've fought with Tianheng for so many years; are we still afraid of falling out with them completely?"
"We are competing with Tianheng, not going to war with Chu Xuanheng."
Qin Li raised his head.
"Have you ever seen Chu Xuanheng when he truly wants to kill someone?"
Wei Linfeng was stunned for a moment.
"No."
"President, have you?"
The hand Qin Li used to hold the longspear tightened slightly.
"Neither have I."
He answered very quickly.
Yet in his mind, a memory that had been suppressed by him for a very long time uncontrollably surfaced.
That was when he had just recently taken the position of Chifeng President.
At that time, Qin Li was full of high spirits.
He continuously completed three student tasks of the highest difficulty and defeated the previous Chifeng President on the arena stage.
The entire Chifeng felt that he had the fated opportunity to lead Chifeng to surpass Tianheng.
Qin Li himself thought so too.
Chu Xuanheng rarely made a move.
No one knew his specific Realm.
Some people on the campus network even suspected that Chu Xuanheng merely had a powerful family background and was skilled at controlling people's hearts, while his personal strength might not necessarily be that terrifying.
To confirm this matter, Qin Li sought out Chu Xuanheng in private.
That day, the two met in a sealed underground martial arts training arena.
There were only the two of them, not a single spectator; it was a private duel.
Carrying the crimson longspear, Qin Li deduced his strongest fatal move in his mind over and over again.
Once that move was executed, even a Great Grandmasterwould not dare to stand in place and take it head-on.
"Let's fight a match, Chu Xuanheng."
Qin Li held his longspear horizontally before his body.
"Everyone wants to know, between the two of us, who is truly stronger?"
Chu Xuanheng was holding an ancient book in his hands.
He responded absent-mindedly.
"Are you ready?"
"Of course!"
Qin Li concentrated his mind with all his focus, holding his spear and waiting for the other party to make a move.
Hearing these words, Chu Xuanheng put down the book and raised his head to glance at Qin Li.
Zing!
Just a single glance.
Qin Li discovered that the martial arts arena before him had vanished.
He was fixed onto a black execution platform.
His hands, feet, and neck were all locked by iron rings, making his body completely unable to move.
All around stood figures whose faces could not be clearly seen.
The next second, flames rose from beneath the execution platform.
First the soles of his feet.
Then his legs.
The pain of burning spread upward bit by bit.
Qin Li struggled desperately, but the chains only grew tighter.
The burning continuously persisted, roasting him for a full seven days.
During the first few minutes, he was still roaring in anger.
After an hour passed, his voice began to grow hoarse.
By the end of the first day, he could no longer cry out.
Yet he consistently maintained his sobriety.
Every time he was about to faint, a chime would ring beside his ears, making him feel every single fraction of pain on his body anew.
His skin was burned away.
Flesh and blood turned into charred charcoal.
Then they grew back out again.
The incineration continued.
A full seven days.
Qin Li couldn't even remember how many times he had begged for mercy on the execution platform.
Until the end of the seventh day, the flames before his eyes abruptly vanished.
Qin Li returned once more to the underground martial arts arena.
Chu Xuanheng was still sitting in his original position.
Casually flipping through the ancient book in his hands.
Qin Li's longspear had not thrust outward either.
In reality, it seemed only a moment had passed.
Yet the clothes on Qin Li's body had already been completely soaked through by cold sweat.
His legs lost strength, and with a thud, he knelt on the ground.
Supporting the ground with both hands, he panted heavily.
Sweat continuously dripped down his cheeks, pooling into a small patch beneath him.
Chu Xuanheng lowered his head once more.
"Still fighting?"
Qin Li was terrified; he had never feared a person this much before.
The pain of those seven days was far too real.
So real that even though he had already returned to the martial arts arena, his skin still retained the sensation of being scorched.
It took him more than half an hour to barely stand up from the ground.
Ever since then, he had never challenged Chu Xuanhengagain.
He had never told anyone about this matter.
As time passed, he could no longer remember many details of that battle.
What the execution platform looked like.
What kind of people stood around.
When Chu Xuanheng activated his ability.
All these memories had become increasingly hazy.
The only thing he remembered with extreme clarity was that pair of eyes—very sorrowful, yet hiding a lion within them.
Brilliant and ice-cold.
Within the pupils, melted gold seemed to flow.
Golden Pupils!
Over the years, Qin Li had never stopped Cultivating.
The resources given to him by the Qin family, the Advancedcultivation techniques the Chifeng Society could exchange for, including the Opportunities he obtained on the battlefield, he had used all of them on himself.
His strength was much stronger than back then.
Yet he never knew just how much the distance between himself and Chu Xuanheng had narrowed.
Sometimes, he would even produce a thought that he was unwilling to admit.
Perhaps Chu Xuanheng was growing even faster than him.
The gap between them had already become even greater.
"President?"
Qin Li woke up from his memories.
"What is it?"
"Are we really not giving Lin Chuan any chance at all?"
Wei Linfeng still didn't want to give up.
"I've interacted with him before; although this person is arrogant, he isn't a fool."
"If we can absorb him in..."
"Let's first see if he can withstand Tianheng's first wave."
Qin Li put the polished longspear aside.
"If he can't even resolve those few people under Tianheng, recruiting him into Chifeng has no meaning."
"And if he resolves them?"
Qin Li was silent for a moment.
"We'll talk about it then."
Wei Linfeng understood.
This withdrawal of the invitation had no room for discussion anymore.
Sitting alone in the office, Qin Li opened the video of Lin Chuan slapping Chu Manshuang away.
After watching it once, he watched it again.
"Lin Chuan."
"I really want to know, can you make that pair of eyes look at you seriously even once?"
...
After the two major student unions expressed their stances one after another, the comments on the campus network surged once more.
"They were fighting over each other to grab people in the morning, and tonight they're jointly boycotting?"
"Lin Chuan is also formidable; in less than a day of enrollment, he has offended both the first and second-ranked student unions."
"Chifeng says Lin Chuan is too jumpy, but why do I feel like they just don't dare to recruit him?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Chifeng is also the second student union of Jiuli Academy; would they need to fear Tianheng?"
"If they aren't afraid, why withdraw the invitation? Lin Chuan never said he wanted to join them from beginning to end."
"You don't understand. This is called maintaining order; they cannot possibly allow overly arrogant students to appear, otherwise wouldn't things turn into chaos?"
"The most awkward one is Xinghuo; both other houses have stated their positions, yet they don't even make a sound."
"Xinghuo was already the weakest to begin with; how would they dare meddle in this kind of matter."
"If you ask me, Lin Chuan is really playing too big this time. With both major student unions pressing down on him together, who would still dare to form a team with him in the future?"
"School tasks require people, and rift battlefields also require people. No matter how strong an individual's strength is, can they do everything by themselves?"
In the Xinghuo Clubhouse.
Sitting in a somewhat narrow office, Duan Cheng had already watched those three videos more than twenty times.
He paid special attention to the segment where Lin Chuanslapped Chu Manshuang away.
Slowing it down.
Pausing.
Playing it again.
The speed of Lin Chuan's strike, and the instant Chu Manshuang's protective Qi and blood collapsed, were all watched frame by frame by him.
Long afterward, Duan Cheng leaned back against the back of his chair.
"This doesn't look like a Martial Master at all."
He clicked open Lin Chuan's profile again.
On the public profile, when Lin Chuan participated in the provincial-wide assessment, the Qi and blood Realm he displayed was still far from reaching the Grandmasterlevel.
Yet that slap just now was far too effortless.
So effortless that Duan Cheng could only think of one possibility.
"This fellow..."
"Couldn't he already be a Grandmaster?"
Chapter 109: Xinghuo dares to recruit! Give the Vice President position to Lin Chuan!
Xinghuo Clubhouse.
Duan Cheng stared at the computer screen, slowing down the footage of Lin Chuan sending Chu Manshuang flying with a slap to sixteen times slow motion.
The footage Advanced frame by frame.
Chu Manshuang rushed in front of Lin Chuan, her protective Qi and blood already activated.
Lin Chuan turned around and raised his hand.
The instant his palm touched her face, the layer of Qi membrane outside Chu Manshuang's body suddenly began to vibrate.
First her face.
Followed by her body, waist, and abdomen.
The entire layer of Qi membrane shattered together.
Only then did Chu Manshuang fly backward.
After watching it, Duan Cheng rewound the video.
"There is a problem with this strike."
Martial Artists cultivation Qi and blood.
Qi and blood are hidden within the flesh, bones, and internal organs, and their primary function is to strengthen the body.
Strength, speed, endurance, and recovery ability are all related to Qi and blood.
Upon reaching the Martial Master Realm, Qi and blood, refined through a cultivation technique, condense into true essence.
True essence is a more Advanced form of energy that can possess many more variations.
What Grandmasters cultivation is astral essence.
After being compressed multiple times and fused with the Martial Artist's mental willpower, true essence can transform into astral essence.
Astral essence can automatically protect the body.
Even if a Grandmaster stands still, there is a very thin protective Qi membrane outside their body.
When attacked, the astral essence will instantly flow to the attacked location.
A Ninth-Layer Grandmaster's protective Qi membrane can even block large-caliber artillery shells head-on.
There are usually two ways to break the Qi membrane.
Use a force far exceeding the opponent's to forcefully shatter it.
Or see through the circulation of the opponent's astral essence and disperse the entire layer of Qi membrane at the exact moment of contact.
What Lin Chuan used was clearly the second method.
If he had truly relied on brute force to shatter the Qi membrane, that force would have continued to act on Chu Manshuang's head.
Chu Manshuang's head would have been slapped into a bloody mist.
Now she merely flew a few dozen meters and lost four teeth.
This proves that most of the power from Lin Chuan's slap was used to destroy the protective Qi membrane.
Palm contact.
Power dispersion.
The Qi membrane all over Chu Manshuang's body shattered simultaneously.
This level of control definitely belongs to the Grandmastertier.
Duan Cheng zoomed in further on the footage.
Lin Chuan's attack was too fast; only a blurry layer of light could be seen in the video.
"Is that really astral essence?"
Duan Cheng found it somewhat hard to believe.
During the provincial college entrance examination, Lin Chuan was still at the Ninth Heaven of the Martial Artist.
Not much time had passed since the college entrance examination ended until now.
If his judgment was correct, Lin Chuan had already crossed the entire Martial Master Realm and become a Grandmaster.
Who cultivations like that?
Even riding a rocket requires an acceleration process!
Yet the things in the video could not be explained.
Duan Cheng hesitated for a moment, still not rushing to a conclusion.
Certain special Martial Techniques, talents, and treasures could also produce similar effects.
The video could not clearly capture the energy intensity of Lin Chuan's palm.
He had to meet him in person.
A loud crash suddenly came from outside.
Bang!
Immediately followed by Zhao Qishan's curse.
"Sign your mother's!"
"Zhou Mingchuan, if you dare to sign this agreement, I'll lead the main combat group to quit Xinghuo tomorrow!"
Duan Cheng rubbed the space between his eyebrows.
They were arguing again.
He pushed open the office door and walked into the meeting room next door.
Zhao Qishan stood on the left side of the table, with an overturned chair lying at his feet.
Zhou Mingchuan stood opposite him, holding a consortium sponsorship agreement in his hand.
Xu Tang sat between the two of them, her expression equally unsightly.
"What is all the fuss about?"
Duan Cheng walked in.
Zhao Qishan pointed at the agreement on the table.
"Ask him!"
"He wants to sell Xinghuo to the Changhong Consortium!"
"What do you mean by sell?"
Zhou Mingchuan was holding back a belly full of anger.
"They provide Xinghuo with 500 million in potions, weapons, and Cultivation resources every year."
"Do you not know how many things are left in our warehouse right now?"
"Last month when we participated in the rift mission, the main combat group broke twenty-seven weapons, and up until now, we still don't have the money to repair eleven of them!"
Zhao Qishan stared with wide eyes.
"That's me leading people and trading our lives for contributions!"
"I know you all risked your lives!"
Zhou Mingchuan slammed the agreement onto the table.
"But don't we still need money?! Go tell the blacksmith who repairs equipment that you risked your lives, and see if he'll repair them for free!"
"The Changhong Consortium is giving 500 million, and the conditions are written very clearly. We simply take priority in accepting missions issued by the Changhong Consortium in the future."
Xu Tang reminded him with a cold face.
"Page 7 of the agreement states that Xinghuo must dispatch forty members every year to assist them in entering the Grey Zone three times."
"The mission locations will be determined by them."
"Personnel losses will be borne by Xinghuo itself."
Zhou Mingchuan said, "This condition is very normal."
"Normal my foot!"
Xu Tang was furious.
"This is clearly that consortium treating us as free expendables!"
"Five hundred million a year, and they want us to do over a billion's worth of work while being so dangerous. Why should we? Do they really think our lives are worthless?!"
Zhou Mingchuan snatched the agreement back.
"Fine! If you all think this money is dirty, then don't use it!"
"Starting next month, potion distributions will stop, half of the Cultivation rooms will be closed, and those injured on missions will buy their own healing potions."
"How about that?"
Zhao Qishan slammed his palm on the table.
"When I become the president, I will personally lead people to do Advanced missions every single day in the future!"
Zhou Mingchuan laughed out of anger.
"What else can you do besides fighting?"
"Taking on eight high-risk missions a month means Xinghuo won't even need to exist anymore; everyone might as well just write their wills together!"
"That's still impossible, accepting the sponsorship of that damn consortium! Xinghuo is originally composed of ordinary students; we have no power or influence. Once we accept the sponsorship, we'll have to become the consortium's running dogs!"
Although Zhao Qishan's thoughts were simple, what he said was not without reason.
But on Zhou Mingchuan's side, they were indeed facing very practical and realistic issues.
Everyone was right, but unfortunately, for certain matters, it was very difficult to come up with an answer that satisfied everyone.
Zhou Mingchuan's temper flared up as well.
"Damn it, gathered together we're a pile of shit, maybe once we scatter, everyone can turn into a sky full of stars!"
"Bullshit!"
Zhao Qishan rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward as if to go over.
"Enough!"
Duan Cheng let out an angry shout, his Grandmaster-tier Qi and blood pressing down with a roar.
The tables and chairs trembled along with it.
The meeting room finally quieted down.
Duan Cheng looked toward the three vice presidents.
Zhao Qishan controlled the main combat group.
Zhou Mingchuan was responsible for resources and external missions.
Xu Tang managed logistics, medical care, and the largest number of ordinary members.
All three of them had supporters.
Zhao Qishan wanted to rely on strength to become president.
Zhou Mingchuan believed resources were most important.
Xu Tang worried that if Xinghuo fell into the hands of either party, the ordinary members would become sacrifices.
Duan Cheng could still suppress them.
In a few more months, he would graduate.
By that time, the division discussed today would very likely become reality.
"Put down the sponsorship agreement."
Zhou Mingchuan gritted his teeth.
"President, what about the problem of Xinghuo having no money?"
"I will handle it."
"How will you handle it?"
"I'll give you an answer tomorrow."
Duan Cheng took the agreement and turned back to his own office.
On the computer screen, the footage of Lin Chuan slapping Chu Manshuang away was still paused there.
Duan Cheng looked at it for a few seconds, then picked up his car keys.
Xinghuo needed someone whom none of the three factions could suppress.
This person also had to be young enough to remain at the school after his graduation.
Lin Chuan was just right.
As for whether Tianheng Society and Chifeng Societywould be unhappy.
Xinghuo was almost breaking up; who cares whether they are happy or not?
...
A little past nine in the evening.
Lin Chuan had just come out of the underground Cultivation room when the villa doorbell rang.
Opening the door, Duan Cheng was standing outside.
"Why are you here again?"
"Lin Chuan, I want to discuss something with you."
Lin Chuan sidestepped.
"Come in."
Duan Cheng walked into the living room, and the first thing he saw was a large platter of spirit fruits placed on the coffee table.
Lin Chuan picked one up and handed it to him.
"Sent by the school, tastes alright."
Duan Cheng took it and sat on the sofa.
"I want to invite you to join Xinghuo."
"Didn't you already invite me this morning?"
"This time I'm giving you the Vice President position."
Upon hearing this, Lin Chuan instantly gave a start.
"Your Xinghuo promotes people this fast? Giving me the Vice President position directly."
"In a couple of days, are you planning to retire and let me be the president?"
Duan Cheng chuckled.
"If you want to be it, we can talk about it."
"Forget it then."
Lin Chuan sat opposite him.
"I've only been here for a day; I don't even know how many cafeterias the school has."
"Besides, Tianheng Society and Chifeng Society just made a joint statement. Dragging me into Xinghuo now, aren't you afraid they'll look for trouble with you?"
"Of course I am."
Duan Cheng answered very straightforwardly.
"But I'm even more afraid of Xinghuo breaking up on its own."
He explained the situation of the three vice presidents.
Including the consortium sponsorship agreement, the conflicts among the three factions, and the fact that he was about to graduate.
"Coming over today, I also have my own plans."
"You joining Xinghuo can help me suppress them."
"I will give you true Vice President permissions."
"You can choose your own people, lead your own teams, and also mobilize all resources and intelligence channels within the society."
Lin Chuan had indeed looked at the academy's missions; many of them required a team to accept.
Duan Cheng said,
"Many spatial rift garrisons, Grey Zone clearance operations, large-scale demon strongholds, including temporary missions issued by the military and the Martial Arts Association, all require an organization recognized by the school to be responsible."
"Individual tasks cannot be accepted."
"Moreover, even if your strength is sufficient, someone needs to be responsible for transportation, gathering intelligence, handling spoils of war, and wounded personnel."
This was indeed a problem.
Lin Chuan was only one person.
In the future when encountering large-scale missions, he couldn't possibly do all the miscellaneous chores by himself.
He could instantly kill monsters, but he still needed subordinates to help him clear up and collect the spoils of war.
He indeed needed some underlings.
"Does the Vice President have a salary?"
Lin Chuan suddenly asked.
Duan Cheng was slightly taken aback.
"Yes."
"How much?"
"A basic salary of one million per month. Leading a team to complete missions also comes with additional bonuses."
"That's not bad."
Lin Chuan leaned back against the sofa.
"However, I must make things clear beforehand."
"Go ahead."
"I don't manage accounts, nor do I mediate any internal conflicts."
"I won't attend meetings either; I don't want to do things like networking or appeasing members."
"Nor will I go manage Xinghuo."
"I'll just borrow the Xinghuo platform to take on some group missions."
"In the future, if I need people to help me with things, I'll directly pick them from the society."
Lin Chuan thought for a moment.
"To put it simply, I need a group identity to accept missions, and by the way, gather a bunch of underlings."
The corner of Duan Cheng's mouth twitched.
"Inside Xinghuo, it's best to call them members."
"Calling them underlings, I think it's pretty good."
Duan Cheng directly extended his hand.
"Very well, we each take what we need. You are responsible for being the muscle, and we provide your logistics. How about that?"
"You don't need to manage the affairs in the society every day."
"If the vice presidents object, I will also step forward to support you."
Lin Chuan shook hands with him.
"Alright."
"Then I'll join."
Duan Cheng opened the Xinghuo internal System on the spot, entering Lin Chuan's name into the core roster.
President permissions confirmed.
Vice President appointment approved.
A few seconds later, all members of Xinghuo received a notification simultaneously.
[President Duan Cheng officially nominates Lin Chuan to serve as Xinghuo Vice President!]
[Lin Chuan will obtain permissions to view core missions, view resource accounts, form independent teams, and mobilize personnel!]
As soon as the message was sent out, Duan Cheng's bracelet vibrated frantically.
Zhao Qishan directly sent a voice message in the core group chat.
"Duan Cheng, what do you mean by this?"
"Making a freshman who just came to the school for a day a Vice President, did you ask us about it?"
Zhou Mingchuan sent a dozen question marks.
Xu Tang also immediately called.
Lin Chuan laughed heartily.
"Quite a quick reaction."
Duan Cheng turned off the call request.
All three people were rushing to the clubhouse.
I'm afraid we have to meet tonight.
Lin Chuan picked up his jacket.
"Then let's go."
Chapter 110: Now, are my qualifications enough? Say something?
Ten o'clock at night.
The Xinghuo Society clubhouse was still brightly lit.
When Lin Chuan walked into the hall following Duan Cheng, the three vice presidents had already arrived.
Zhao Qishan stood at the very front.
He had a towering figure, his arms thicker than an ordinary person's thighs, and he wore a combat vest over a black tank top.
Zhou Mingchuan sat on the nearby sofa with a gloomy expression.
Xu Tang crossed her arms in front of her chest, followed closely by several members of the Medical Team.
Over a hundred Xinghuo members gathered in the hall.
They had all received the vice-presidential appointment and had deliberately rushed over to see what was going on.
A freshman who had only been enrolled for a day had suddenly become the fourth vice president of the Xinghuo Society.
Anyone would have come over to take a look.
Seeing Lin Chuan, Zhao Qishan walked straight over.
"President, do you really plan to let him be the vice president?"
"Yes, I've decided, and the appointment has already been sent out."
Duan Cheng stood beside Lin Chuan.
"Starting today, Lin Chuan is the vice president of the Xinghuo Society."
"I disagree!"
Zhao Qishan's voice was very loud.
"He only arrived in Jiuli today, and he doesn't even know how many people are in the Xinghuo Society."
"When people like us were risking our lives in the rifts, who knows where he was!"
"Why should he step on our heads the moment he comes in?"
Zhou Mingchuan also stood up.
"President, I know you value his Genius."
"But have you ever thought about how much trouble letting him enter the Xinghuo Society will bring us?"
"Behind Tianheng Society stand over a dozen conglomerates."
"Half of the Xinghuo Society's equipment maintenance channels are related to those conglomerates."
"Several long-term missions in our hands also require the cooperation of the companies behind Tianheng Society."
"Lin Chuan just declared war on the entire Tianheng Society, and you turn around and give him the position of vice president."
"Tomorrow, when they cut off the equipment and mission channels, who will fill this hole?"
Xu Tang looked at Lin Chuan.
The things she cared about were more direct.
"Lin Chuan, I admit you are very strong."
"But the vice president needs to lead teams into rifts, handle member casualties, and participate in resource distribution."
"You don't even understand the rules of the Xinghuo Society, and you've never done anything for the Xinghuo Society. What qualifications do you have to be the vice president?"
The three of them spoke one after another.
The surrounding Xinghuo members were also whispering in discussion.
"Vice President Zhao makes sense. He just came here for a day, why should he directly become a vice president?"
"He is an SSS-rank."
"Just being SSS-rank means he can cut the line casually?"
"If he joins the Xinghuo Society, Tianheng Society will definitely target us."
"But Lin Chuan's strength is indeed strong. Chu Manshuang was even slapped flying by him with a single palm."
Hearing this sentence, Zhao Qishan immediately turned around.
"What can defeating a Chu Manshuang prove?"
Just as the atmosphere was growing increasingly tense, a burst of hurried engine sounds came from outside the clubhouse.
A silver sports car stopped at the entrance.
Ning Zhaoyue pushed open the car door and walked in quickly.
She lived next to Lin Chuan.
Seeing Lin Chuan and Duan Cheng leave together just now, she felt something was wrong in her heart.
After asking, she found out that Lin Chuan had just become the vice president of the Xinghuo Society, and the other three vice presidents had already rushed back to the clubhouse.
Ning Zhaoyue knew Lin Chuan's temper too well.
This fellow couldn't even exchange a couple of words with Chu Manshuang before sending her flying dozens of meters with a slap.
If Zhao Qishan and the others really annoyed him, the Xinghuo Society might have three fewer vice presidents tonight.
"Everyone calm down a bit."
Ning Zhaoyue walked to the middle of the group.
"Zhao Qishan, Lin Chuan's vice-presidential position was given by Duan Cheng. If you have any objections, you can discuss them according to the internal rules of the Xinghuo Society."
"Fighting does no good for anyone."
Zhao Qishan glanced at her.
"Ning Zhaoyue, this is an internal matter of the Xinghuo Society."
"You are not a person of the Xinghuo Society."
"I indeed am not."
Ning Zhaoyue lowered her voice.
"That's why I'm advising you to say a few words less."
Zhao Qishan became even more displeased.
"What do you mean?"
"Do you think I can't beat him? Ridiculous!!!"
Ning Zhaoyue really wanted to nod.
Zhao Qishan was a sixth-tier Grandmaster.
Zhou Mingchuan and Xu Tang were also in the Grandmaster Realm.
Since the three of them could sit in the positions of vice president, their strength naturally wouldn't be poor.
If they really fought, things would definitely blow up.
Lin Chuan walked out from behind Ning Zhaoyue.
"Alright."
"You don't need to persuade."
Ning Zhaoyue turned around and glared at him.
"You just joined the Xinghuo Society, can you behave for a single night?"
"It's because they aren't convinced by me."
Lin Chuan looked at Zhao Qishan and the other two.
"When Duan Cheng invited me over, what he fancied was my strength."
"If you guys think I don't have the qualifications, then let's try it out."
Zhao Qishan sneered.
"Do you really take yourself seriously?"
"Having beaten Chu Manshuang, do you think no one in Jiuli can handle you?"
"She's only a third-tier Grandmaster!"
"I am a sixth-tier Grandmaster!"
Boom!
As the words fell, the Qi and blood inside Zhao Qishan's body erupted with a roar.
A gust of hot wind swept through the clubhouse hall.
What Zhao Qishan cultivated was a fire-type cultivation technique.
After his Gang Yuan circulated, his skin quickly turned red, and wisps of flames rose around his arms.
Lin Chuan stood in place, carefully looking at Zhao Qishanfor a few moments.
Sixth-tier Grandmaster.
His Qi and blood were indeed much stronger than Chu Manshuang's.
Unfortunately, it was still not enough.
"How about this."
Lin Chuan raised his right hand.
Purple lightning gathered in his palm.
Bolts of lightning fell beside him, quickly outlining a humanoid silhouette.
A few seconds later, a lightning Avatar identical to Lin Chuan appeared in front of everyone.
The Avatar's facial features were somewhat blurred, and its body was completely composed of purple lightning light.
Crackle!
An electric arc fell to the ground, blasting out a small patch of scorched black.
"As long as you can defeat my Avatar, I won't want this vice-presidential position."
Lin Chuan pointed at the lightning Avatar.
"I'll start from a grassroots member."
The muscles on Zhao Qishan's face twitched.
"What do you mean?"
"To deal with you guys, my Avatar is enough."
The hall instantly quieted down.
The surrounding Xinghuo members all widened their eyes.
Among the several vice presidents of the Xinghuo Society, Zhao Qishan's strength was the strongest.
He had once single-handedly slain a fourth-tier Advanceddemon.
Lin Chuan wasn't even planning to move his main body.
He looked down on people too much!
"Going too far!"
Zhao Qishan roared.
The floor tiles beneath his feet suddenly shattered, and carrying rolling heat waves, he rushed directly towards Lin Chuan's main body.
Since Lin Chuan was so arrogant, he would knock the main body flat first!
Zhao Qishan punched out.
Flame Gang Yuan gathered around his fist edge, and the air was burned to distortion.
Lin Chuan stood in place.
The lightning Avatar suddenly disappeared.
The next second, it had already appeared on Zhao Qishan's left side.
Zhao Qishan's heart was startled.
Too fast!
Before he even had time to turn around, the lightning Avatar had already raised its right leg and kicked him in the waist.
Bang!
The Gang Yuan that Zhao Qishan had just gathered was kicked apart by a single kick.
His entire body flew sideways for more than ten meters, smashing two rows of seats, and landed heavily on the ground.
There were exclamations all around.
"Vice President Zhao was kicked flying!"
"So fast, I didn't even see clearly when the Avatar went over!"
"That's just a Avatar!"
Zhao Qishan crawled out from the shattered chairs, his face completely flushed red.
In front of so many members, he was kicked flying by Lin Chuan's Avatar.
How could he swallow this anger!
"Flame Gang War Soul!"
Zhao Qishan's hands suddenly closed together.
The Gang Yuan in his body surged crazily, condensing into a nearly four-meter-tall flame war soul above his head.
The war soul was clad in fire armor with a stalwart physique.
As soon as it appeared, the surrounding temperature began to rise rapidly.
The fire-prevention Formation above the hall automatically activated.
A layer of light shield protected everyone inside.
Zhao Qishan raised his right hand.
The flame war soul above his head raised its hand as well.
A large amount of flame-type Gang Yuan condensed into a six or seven-meter-long flame battle saber.
"Break for me!"
Zhao Qishan swung his arm down.
The flame war soul similarly slashed out with a saber.
Boom!
The six or seven-meter-long flame saber carried heat waves, slashing frontally towards the lightning Avatar.
Lin Chuan looked at this scene and nodded slightly.
"This saber strike is alright."
The lightning light behind the lightning Avatar suddenly extended to both sides.
Two.
Four.
Six.
Adding the Avatar's own two arms, a total of eight lightning arms!
Lin Chuan's Four-Armed King Fist had already broken through the limit driven by massive returns.
The four arms turned into eight arms!
Two of the lightning Avatar's arms formed hand seals simultaneously.
A huge purple quake shield appeared in front of it.
A total of four layers!
The four layers of quake shields blocked in front of the lightning Avatar.
The flame saber heavily slashed onto the first layer of the shield.
Thud!
The shield was intact and undamaged.
A terrifying shock wave rebounded back along the flame saber.
A large number of cracks immediately appeared on the surface of the flame saber.
The second layer of shock followed closely and erupted.
Crack!
The six or seven-meter-long flame saber broke from the middle.
The third and fourth layers of shocks transmitted simultaneously, and the broken flame saber directly exploded into countless sparks, dissipating in the sky above the hall.
The flame war soul above Zhao Qishan's head also shook a few times.
Duan Cheng's expression changed.
"Extreme Realm Quake Shield!"
"He used a Avatar to release an Extreme Realm level defensive Martial Technique?"
Energy Avatars condensed by Martial Artists usually could only use some simple attacks.
Inside the Avatar, there was a lack of complete meridiansand Qi and blood circulation, making it very difficult to execute high-tier Martial Techniques.
Yet Lin Chuan's lightning Avatar could form hand seals.
It could even precisely control four layers of shock power!
This was no longer an ordinary Avatar.
Duan Cheng suddenly felt that he might still have underestimated Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan looked at Zhou Mingchuan and Xu Tang.
"You two come up together as well."
Zhou Mingchuan frowned.
"This is a spar between you and Zhao Qishan, what does it have to do with us?"
"Weren't you quite united when you questioned me just now? How will you guys know if I have qualifications unless you get a beating?"
Xu Tang's expression turned cold.
"Lin Chuan, don't go too far!"
"Alright, if you guys don't move, Avatar, go over and beat them up."
Too domineering!
The lightning Avatar instantly turned into a streak of purple light, charging directly at the three of them.
"Damn it!"
Zhao Qishan once again condensed the Flame Gang War Soul, meeting it head-on from the front.
Seeing the lightning Avatar charge over, Zhou Mingchuancouldn't care about arguing anymore.
With a flick of his hands, twelve silver flying daggers flew out from his cuffs, rotating at high speed around the lightning Avatar.
Xu Tang took a step back, green Gang Yuan spreading from under her feet.
Dozens of arm-thick vines rapidly grew out from the floor of the hall, entangling towards the lightning Avatar's legs.
The three vice presidents attacked simultaneously.
The flame war soul threw a punch frontally.
The twelve flying daggers attacked the Avatar's vital points.
Dozens of vines sealed off the movement space.
The lightning Avatar's eight arms moved simultaneously.
Two arms formed seals, shock power spread to all sides, and the vines on the ground shattered on the spot.
Two arms slapped continuously, knocking all twelve flying daggers away.
The other four lightning arms clenched into fists, simultaneously blasting towards the flame war soul in front.
Boom boom boom boom!
Four fists landed.
A large hole was punched into the chest of the flame war soul, and its huge body fell backward.
Suffering backlash, Zhao Qishan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The lightning Avatar had already rushed past him.
A streak of lightning flashed.
Zhou Mingchuan crossed his arms, having just propped up his protective Gang Yuan, when the lightning Avatarsmashed a punch into his chest.
Bang!
Zhou Mingchuan flew straight out.
Xu Tang still wanted to urge the vines, but two arms of the lightning Avatar grabbed the vines and pulled hard.
Her entire body was dragged forward.
Another lightning arm swept horizontally.
Slap!
Xu Tang also flew into the nearby sofa.
Zhao Qishan roared and pounced up from behind.
The lightning Avatar didn't even turn its head.
All eight arms blasted backward simultaneously.
The move used by each arm was completely different.
As soon as Zhao Qishan rushed up, it was like being besieged by seven or eight people simultaneously.
He blocked one punch, only to take a palm strike to his chest.
Having just protected his head, his waist received another elbow strike.
The last two lightning arms grabbed his shoulders and waist, directly lifting him up and smashing him toward Zhou Mingchuan.
Bang!
The two people collided together, rolling out more than ten meters.
In the entire hall, everyone was shocked.
Over a hundred Xinghuo members had their mouths open, looking at the lightning Avatar in the arena.
From beginning to end, Lin Chuan didn't move a single step.
Zhao Qishan, Zhou Mingchuan, and Xu Tang, three vice presidents joining forces, actually couldn't even beat a single Avatar of his!
The lightning Avatar stood in front of the three of them.
The eight arms retracted.
Lin Chuan then walked over.
"Just now you asked me what qualifications I have to be the vice president."
He put his arm around the lightning Avatar and laughed heartily.
"Now, are my qualifications enough? Say something?"