"Today we can finally see the legendary martial arts fanatic. I've heard he's the number one Martial Monk of Shaolin. This time, we must truly have a good look."

"Tsk tsk, Lin Chen is doomed today. The martial arts fanatic is not like those second-generation rich brats and aristocratic scoundrels. Daring to compete against him, isn't that asking for death?"

"Haha, that's what he gets for sneaking into the martial arts tournament. He's sure to be humiliated this time."

The crowd watching the tense atmosphere between the two started to gossip.

But in their hearts, no one had faith in Lin Chen. In their eyes, this was just a contest without suspense, with Lin Chen destined to be the loser.

In everyone's eyes, although Lin Chen defeated several second-generation officials and family scions, compared to the martial arts fanatic, it was like striking a stone with an egg.

Some even started discussing, predicting Lin Chen would be knocked down by the martial arts fanatic within a few moves.

In people's eyes, the martial arts fanatic was the top martial artist in China.

The martial arts fanatic had an arrogant capital, challenging all hidden master fighters in China without being defeated; many people viewed him as a myth, unlike Lin Chen.

Although Lin Chen did many things the martial arts fanatic could only dream of, those deeds were unknown to the public.

So subconsciously, none of them favored Lin Chen.

The martial arts fanatic chuckled slightly, "I didn't expect you truly dared to accept my challenge."

Lin Chen's face showed no emotion as he looked at the martial arts fanatic. "Why not? It's just right for a warm-up."

The martial arts fanatic nodded, "I've fought across China without meeting a worthy foe. I hope you won't disappoint me today."

Lin Chen showed a surprised expression, "Could you be the legendary Invincible East?"

"Mm!"

He was quite satisfied with the nickname Lin Chen gave him.

But suddenly realized something was off, "Bleh, bleh, bleh! You're the Invincible East!"

The Invincible East was a character from a Chinese novel, who reportedly castrated themselves to practice divine techniques. However, the martial arts fanatic was genuinely a virgin.

Lin Chen couldn't help but laugh at the martial arts fanatic's reaction, "Come on, let me experience some Shaolin Kung Fu."

The martial arts fanatic snorted coldly, his body floated, landing on the city wall, beckoning Lin Chen with a finger.

Lin Chen knew this was the martial arts fanatic provoking him. The fortress tower of the Great Wall was already dilapidated, and the wind was strong in the outskirts, making it feel like a precarious position.

To fight on it, without skills, one could easily fall off.

Beneath it lay cliffs studded with rocks; falling down would only result in a direct pancake impact.

Lin Chen's lips curled slightly, his body floated and also landed on the city wall.

Appearing very arrogant, the martial arts fanatic wore an expression like a martial arts master instructing a junior.

Lin Chen, uninterested in pretending, stepped on the turret and leaped straight at the martial arts fanatic.

The martial arts fanatic snorted coldly, twisted his body, and delivered a whip kick directly at the charging Lin Chen.

The whip kick was as fast as lightning, most only saw a blur.

Lin Chen tilted backward, performing an unbelievable bridge posture.

The whip kick from the martial arts fanatic nearly slid past the tip of Lin Chen's nose.

But as Lin Chen recovered, they were already close, and the martial arts fanatic's palm was upon him.

"This fellow's skill is mediocre, leaving such a huge opening for the martial arts fanatic. Seems this guy's reputation is worth nothing."

"Indeed, he could've retreated, but chose to act arrogantly. Now exposed fully before the martial arts fanatic, he's likely to be slapped straight off the city wall."

"What a bore, expecting an exciting battle, yet it's over so quickly."

The spectators shook their heads discreetly, reckless in battle being a taboo, Lin Chen exposing such a flaw to the martial arts fanatic was just asking for trouble.

Bang!

With a dull thud, the martial arts fanatic unleashed a palm strike.

The palm was still as fast as lightning and extremely powerful.

The air buzzed with a booming sound, streams of Qi emanated from the palm.

Clearly, the martial arts fanatic intended to end the fight quickly to demonstrate his might.

"Kid, you lost."

A cold smile curved the martial arts fanatic's lips.

But just as his palm was about to strike Lin Chen's chest, his expression suddenly shifted.

Because he felt Lin Chen's presence vanish before him, turning out to be a mirage.

Without thinking, the martial arts fanatic kicked off, lunging forward.

Still, his back was smacked by a palm.

Kicking forward a few steps, the martial arts fanatic quickly turned around.

"Unscathed?"

Lin Chen paused, stunned by the martial arts fanatic's recovery.

Though his palm strike used only sixty percent of his power, it was still quite formidable.

Now, Lin Chen realized the martial arts fanatic had practiced a protective Cultivation Technique like the Golden Bell Cover.

The first clash delivered an unexpected upper hand to Lin Chen.

Judging by the situation, Lin Chen was supposed to lose, yet he managed to get behind the martial arts fanatic.

More shocking was that none saw Lin Chen's movement, only when suddenly appearing behind the martial arts fanatic.

It even gave the illusion there were two Lin Chen's on the wall.

"Did you guys see how he moved behind the martial arts fanatic?"

"No, it seems Lin Chen is a master too, able to evade the martial arts fanatic's attack and counter with a palm hit."

"Unbelievable he landed a palm on the martial arts fanatic, so unexpected."

"Relax, the martial arts fanatic must've been careless, once serious, Lin Chen is sure to lose."

Opinions varied among the crowd, some praising while others scoffing at Lin Chen's performance.

Seated on a stone chair, Zhang Sanfeng twirled his beard, his face showing satisfaction.

Others may not see it, but he did, Lin Chen had spatial abilities.

"Unexpected that this kid possesses spatial abilities."

No one anticipated that the first round's clash saw Lin Chen not falling behind, but striking a blow on the martial arts fanatic.

Turning around, though receiving a hit, a hint of excitement appeared on the martial arts fanatic's lips, "Not bad, it's been ages since I felt a blow. This was satisfying."

Lin Chen grew speechless, clearly that palm hadn't inflicted damage on the martial arts fanatic.

"If you enjoy a beating, I'll oblige," Lin Chen teased with a playful smirk.

After the first exchange, Lin Chen roughly comprehended the martial arts fanatic's strength.

Though quite strong, still not enough to scare Lin Chen.

Whoosh!

With a naturally aggressive nature, the martial arts fanatic grew quite annoyed finding Lin Chen even more arrogant.

This time, he went almost all out, launching a fierce attack at Lin Chen.

Bang!

With a crash, their fists and palms met again.

Lin Chen was blasted backward, feeling his numb arm and secretly amazed, this martial arts fanatic indeed struck with shocking force as a Shaolin Martial Monk.

Now Lin Chen had been pushed off the wall, while the martial arts fanatic, though retreating a few steps, still stood atop the city wall.