Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist-Chapter 218 - 62: Lin Chen – My Own Fanboys Speak for Me_2

Chapter 218: Chapter 62: Lin Chen – My Own Fanboys Speak for Me_2

Yu Fei and the others nodded in agreement, it was indeed like this.

In the Martial Hall they joined, for other senior brothers, achieving two hundred jin in six months was an easy matter, probably only the students in the town’s Martial Hall would worry about such things.

"Junior Brother Shen, what happened to Senior Brother Lin afterwards?" a young boy asked, obviously intrigued by how Senior Brother Lin, who only reached two hundred jin in strength after six months, managed to rise against the odds.

"Later on, Senior Brother Lin met a good instructor, Instructor Yu Yongnian of the Martial Hall. Instructor Yu gave Lin Chen an opportunity to work-study. Now, this work-study program is being promoted in various martial halls and halls, even Senior Brother Yin should have heard of it."

Yin Aosong nodded, "I have indeed heard of work-study. It’s where halls offer students with insufficient silver coins the chance to do some chores, allowing them to eat poultry meat from the canteen."

"That’s right, and it’s all because of Senior Brother Lin. Senior Brother Lin was the first to do work-study. It’s said that back then, in order to eat beef, he worked in the canteen serving other students, just to get some leftover beef at the end when it wasn’t sold."

Shen Ge looked at everyone: "Tell me, fellow brothers, would you have done the same in his situation?"

Yu Fei and the others were silent, and silence itself was an answer.

"But Senior Brother Lin did it, and it’s precisely because he ate beef that he soared in later training, from being at the bottom to becoming number one in the Martial Hall, and eventually entering Poyang County’s martial hall. What does this illustrate? It shows Senior Brother Lin’s talent on the Martial Path is very high. If his family had enough silver coins..."

"If Senior Brother Lin’s family had enough silver coins, perhaps he wouldn’t just have a perfect technique but wouldn’t be inferior to those senior brothers leading in terms of realm."

A student chimed in, as this batch of students achieved perfect technique, while in another special training ground, those senior brothers met the talents’ upper realm requirements, and several even satisfied both realm and technique criteria.

The remaining dissatisfaction Yu Fei and the others had about Lin Chen hurting them finally disappeared.

"This senior brother is right, with Senior Brother Lin’s talent on the Martial Path, he could absolutely achieve this; you can tell just by looking at his experiences in the Martial Hall and martial hall. Speaking of this, I’ll share another anecdote about Senior Brother Lin entering the city’s martial hall for the first time, he went to Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall..."

Beside a deep pit, Shen Ge transformed into a fanboy of Lin Chen, recounting his story as other students listened attentively, and not far away, Xue Yun and his companions, initially called these students back to their dormitory, halted their steps, curious about Lin Chen’s experiences too.

To be able to faint eight times in one day, no one in their cohort had achieved that, nor the previous cohort. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

What kind of past would make Lin Chen so persevering?

"Now everyone understands why Senior Brother Lin could endure, right? The paths he walked and the hardships he suffered... they are unimaginable for us. I shall quote a passage written by him that I learned from our Martial Affairs Office director..."

[As a poor family, entering the Martial Hall, initially learning martial arts.]

[While others feasted on meat, I alone hadn’t tasted it.]

[Zhang Tao laughed at me, saying: Miserly.]

[I smiled and ignored him.]

[For five months, fearing weak strength, faced elimination.]

[Bought it through grit, its deliciousness and my inner bitterness, are indescribable to others.]

...

...

In the bamboo forest, Lin Chen strode through the dense bamboo, spotting a large vat being manipulated before a bamboo house.

Beneath the vat, firewood blazed fiercely, emitting a pungent medicinal odor from the vat’s mouth.

"How many times did you faint today?"

Zhao Cangsheng heard the noise and emerged from the house, holding a bowl filled with a black liquid, asking as he poured the liquid into the vat.

"Eight times."

"Eight times?"

Zhao Cangsheng’s hand trembled slightly, a trace of astonishment flashed across his old face turned away from Lin Chen, but he quickly regained composure: "Well, it’s quite alright."

Not just alright, in Zhao Cangsheng’s mind, Lin Chen persisting for five times was already commendable.

He set Lin Chen’s baseline at three times; surpassing three signified a firm resolve.

Eight times...

Is his heart made of iron?

If Lin Chen had been an accomplished martial artist or a Viscera-Refining Martial Artist who had undergone many life-and-death battles, Zhao wouldn’t have been surprised.

But as an Opening the Acupoints student, on the Martial Path for merely two years, shielded by Liang’s protection over students without facing hardships or life-threatening dangers, unyielding will is rare, making it hard to persist so many times.

Amid this unexpectedness, Zhao Cangsheng was delighted, Lin Chen’s resolute mindset slightly increased his success potential on this path.

At least, at this fundamental stage of body tempering, he now stood a greater chance of endurance.

"I’ve prepared the medicinal brew for you, it contains many precious herbs, and even Demon Blood..."

Hearing the term Demon Blood, Lin Chen’s eyes sparkled.

"Don’t get too excited just yet. To absorb the essence of the brew, you must withstand inhuman pain, let me be honest, many martial noble families also provide this brew to their kin, but less than one in ten can endure it."

"I’m willing to try."

"Good, take off your clothes and step into the vat."

Lin Chen didn’t hesitate, leaving only his shorts, he lightly leapt atop the vat, frowning slightly at the rolling, boiling water, but still lowered himself in.

Hiss!

As he immersed, Lin Chen immediately gritted his teeth and grimaced.

Amidst the scorching sensation, there was a piercing and pounding feeling...