"Haha! This is hilarious! A Body Tempering Second Stage weakling dares to challenge someone at the Fourth Stage?"
"This guy has some nerve. Even now, he's still pretending!"
"Tsk tsk… Ten moves? I bet it'll be over in just one."
The students of Lingyun Martial Academy couldn't help but admire Jiang Chen's audacity.
This guy is either incredibly brave or incredibly foolish.
"Jiang Chen, I didn't expect that after all these months, you'd still be so arrogant."
Lin Yang's eyes were cold, a sinister smile curling on his lips.
"You want to compare foot techniques? Fine! I'll make sure you regret it. I'll crush your arrogance!"
Lin Yang was determined to humiliate Jiang Chen and settle the score.
This time, he would prove his superiority.
"Are you done talking?"
Jiang Chen stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression calm.
"Go ahead. Like I said, if you can touch me, you win."
Let's see how long you can keep up this act! Lin Yang sneered inwardly.
With a swift motion, he lunged at Jiang Chen, aiming to grab his shoulder.
But as he closed the distance, Jiang Chen's figure blurred, and in an instant, he had moved three meters to the side.
How is he so fast?
Lin Yang's eyes widened in shock.
He gritted his teeth, sped up, and charged again.
But once more, Jiang Chen's figure vanished just before he made contact.
Two moves, and Lin Yang hadn't even touched the edge of Jiang Chen's clothes!
"This… This is impossible!"
Lin Yang's face turned pale.
He let out a low growl, then rushed at Jiang Chen like a madman.
There's no way I can't catch him!
He refused to believe that, at the Fourth Stage of Body Tempering, he couldn't catch a so-called "waste" at the Second Stage.
Jiang Chen, however, moved with ease, using his Flowing Light Phantom Step like a graceful shadow.
He kept a constant distance from Lin Yang, effortlessly avoiding each attack.
"Unbelievable! Jiang Chen's speed is insane! How is this possible for someone at the Second Stage?"
"He's not a 'waste' at all. His strength clearly surpasses Lin Yang's! He must've mastered an advanced foot technique!"
"Did you see that? He's using a Black-Rank Primary foot technique! Even some Inner Academy disciples struggle with those!"
"No way… He's not a waste; he's a genius!"
The spectators were stunned as they watched Jiang Chen effortlessly evade Lin Yang's attacks.
A so-called "waste" who had secretly mastered a powerful foot technique?
This was the very definition of pretending to be weak, only to reveal one's true strength later.
He could've easily entered Lingyun Martial Academy on his own merits. Why did he go through the back door?
Lin Yang continued his frantic chase, but the ten moves passed quickly.
He had failed to touch Jiang Chen even once.
As Jiang Chen kept his distance, his expression calm, Lin Yang's eyes burned with frustration.
I've been played again!
"The ten moves are over, Lin Yang. A bet's a bet. Hand over the Body Tempering Pill."
Jiang Chen crossed his arms, his tone light but mocking.
"Jiang Chen, you'll pay for this! This isn't over!"
Lin Yang's face was dark with fury.
He threw the Body Tempering Pill at Jiang Chen, spat out a vicious threat, and stormed off.