Almost on the same day, martial arts sanctuaries across Huaxia were challenged by expert martial artists from an entity known as the "Heavenly Alliance."

This Heavenly Alliance consisted of eight individuals, each from a different nation, collectively referred to as the Eight-Nation Alliance.

Within a single day, these eight individuals had defeated dozens of Huaxia martial arts masters, and their tactics were extremely ruthless—anyone who faced them was left with their cultivation destroyed.

What was worse was that the Heavenly Alliance was incredibly arrogant, claiming they would defeat the entire Huaxia martial arts community and even went so far as to declare that Huaxia's martial arts were trash, nothing but deceits.

Martial arts sanctuaries like Wudang, Shaolin, Kunlun, and Shushan were belittled by them as utterly worthless.

The most frustrating thing for the people of Huaxia was that the masters sent by various sects to challenge them had all lost. Suddenly, Huaxia's martial arts were caught in the whirlpool of public opinion.

Online forums were plastered with discussions about whether Huaxia's martial skills were in name only.

Some even pessimistically concluded that Huaxia's martial arts were merely for show and would fall easily before a real fighter.

Lin Chen searched online for information on this Heavenly Alliance, a martial arts coalition that appeared to have materialized out of nowhere.

All eight experts were only in their thirties, and most importantly, they had never appeared in the public eye before—emerging only recently.

Before coming to Huaxia, they had wreaked havoc throughout East Asia's martial arts world.

The sword masters of the Island Nation, the taekwondo masters of the Country of Sticks, the Martial Monks of India, the Muay Thai champions of Thailand—nearly all the iconic martial artists from these nations were beaten by these eight masters, either killed or crippled.

Huaxia was their last stop, and also their ultimate target.

However, they did have some fears about Huaxia, particularly the antique relics hidden away in the mountains; they knew that these older powerful figures were truly untouchable.

Especially Miao Shan—in their last confrontation, they had suffered a major setback; thus, before coming to Huaxia this time, they resorted to despicable means, attacking Ah Ni and forcing Miao Shan to use their precious blood as a cost to lower their own strength to save Ah Ni's life.

Actually, if it were not for Lin Chen, their purpose would have been nearly achieved.

The fear and hatred for Miao's Gu poison was undeniable, and without the threat of the Gu poison, they could challenge the martial arts masters from all major sects in Huaxia without any inhibition.

The Heavenly Alliance was quite cunning; they set their sights on the younger generation under the age of thirty-five for their challenges.

This meant that Huaxia's true martial arts masters had no chance to make a move against them, and the new generation struggled to bear the burden, suffering defeat after defeat.

Lin Chen was reading online comments about this incident when his phone suddenly rang.

Glancing at the number, Lin Chen couldn't help but laugh; this guy finally couldn't sit still and had sought him out.

"Lin Chen, where the hell have you been?" Long Wu's anxious voice came through the phone.

Lin Chen laughed and said, "Oh, I'm just touring around Kun City."

Long Wu said anxiously, "Lin Chen, can you do me a favor? You must have seen the news about the Heavenly Alliance challenging Huaxia's martial arts community!"

"Haven't seen it. I've been traveling all this time, surrounded by beautiful scenery; who's got the time to look at that?" Lin Chen replied with a light chuckle.

Long Wu was left speechless. With the internet so pervasive, and this matter stirring such commotion, it would be odd if Lin Chen hadn't heard of it.

"Kid, don't think this has nothing to do with you. This time, all the major sects have sent their young masters, and from Kunlun, Zhao Xiaowen was sent," Long Wu said with a laugh.

"What?" Lin Chen's expression changed abruptly upon hearing this.

Lin Chen always had a feeling that the appearance of these eight individuals was too bizarre; there must be some secret about them.

They could slaughter the top experts of East Asia, so their strength must not be underestimated.

If Zhao Xiaowen really crossed hands with this bunch, she would definitely be in grave danger.

"Lin Chen, I know about your relationship with Xiaowen, and I have already told you. If anything happens on the martial stage, don't blame me for not warning you," Long Wu said smugly.

Lin Chen snorted coldly, "Martial experts from eight nations? Do they really think they are the allied forces of eight nations, aiming to run rampant on our Chinese land once again? Since they've come, I will give them a good education and let them know that provoking our nation will not end well."

After hanging up the phone, a cold light surged within Lin Chen. Zhao Xiaowen was his reverse scale; to touch her meant death.

Lin Chen booked a plane ticket and flew directly to the Capital City.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the Capital City Martial Arts Alliance meeting room was extremely heavy.

"Damn it, how could these guys be so strong? How many more of our people are injured now?" Long Wu said with a grim expression.

A young man with the appearance of a secretary took out a record book: "Today, eight of our fighters from various sects have been seriously injured. They have all been sent to the hospital. Just now, we received news that three of them have been amputated, and five are paralyzed, likely to spend the rest of their lives in bed."

Boom!

Upon hearing this news, everyone's faces turned ugly.

This time, the rules of the competition prohibited killing the opponent, but injuring them was not restricted. Hence, although several people were seriously injured, the other party didn't have to take any responsibility.

"President Long, this contest is being broadcast live. Today, our delegates were completely wiped out, which has cast a very negative impact. Now our martial arts community has been thrown into the spotlight of scrutiny," someone reported.

"Yes, the headlines on all major websites now talk about the decline of Chinese martial arts. If we do not recover from this defeat, the consequences will be unimaginable," another added.

Anger flickered across Long Wu's face. These eight martial arts experts were future successors of various sects, and being crippled by the opponent was also a significant blow to the martial arts community.

If only he could take matters into his own hands, Long Wu clenched his fists, wishing he was decades younger.

"Send out the notice, no sect is to fight without my permission," Long Wu said sternly.

Just then, a young man rushed in hurriedly: "President Long, it's terrible, the Kunlun people are going to challenge the Sky Alliance on the stage."

"What did you say?" Long Wu exploded upon hearing the news.

Kunlun was strong, but the opponents were too enigmatic. Now, Long Wu placed all his hopes on Lin Chen.

Moreover, Kunlun had Zhao Xiaowen; if something did happen, how would he explain it to Lin Chen?

"Foolishness! Didn't I issue a command that without my permission, no one is to issue challenges?" Long Wu barked in anger.

"We tried to stop them, but the person leading Kunlun didn't listen, saying that just Kunlun alone is enough to wipe out the Sky Alliance," the young man said with a sense of grievance.

Long Wu sprang to his feet and rushed toward the arena in a fluster.

By this time, the Kunlun people had already arrived at the arena, and a young man with an arrogant face was preparing to go on stage.

"Li Yun, you stop right there," Long Wu yelled at the young man ready to step onto the stage.

Li Yun paused in his steps and, seeing Long Wu, respectfully saluted, "President Long, don't worry. Leave these scoundrels to us Kunlun. I'll show them how formidable we are."