The dinner banquet had Lin Chen in a very happy mood, surrounded by beautiful won, and even taking advantage of treating the ladies to gain so benefits.
Next to him, Bai Ling was so angry that his teeth were clattering, having barely eaten a few bites of food.
"Boy, I'll see how much longer you can be arrogant, tomorrow I'm going to make sure you die a spectacular death," Bai Ling said, clenching his fists tightly in anger.
After the dinner, Lin Chen walked straight into the Tianyan space, but this ti he did not enter the Prison of Ti for cultivation. Instead, he stepped into the Tower of Ti.
His cultivation level was now at the early stage of the Dan Yuan Realm, and he wanted to see if he could continue to comprehend the Ti Law.
One step, two steps, three steps, and when he took the tenth step, the pressure suddenly increased.
Lin Chen gritted his teeth and took another step forward.
Boom!
At that mont, countless thoughts flooded into Lin Chen's mind, and the Ti Law leveled up.
This ti, Lin Chen's Ti Law could actually stop ti for three seconds.
Although three seconds was a re blink of an eye, during a duel between two experts, those three seconds could change the outco of the battle.
The stronger the opponent, the smaller the impact, and conversely, the weaker the opponent, the larger the impact.
When Lin Chen erged from the Tower of Ti, the sky was already brightly lit.
"Lin Chen, are you there?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Chen was taken aback for a mont, then hurried to the door and pulled it open.
The door opened, and a burst of fresh young-girl fragrance wafted in as the girl stood there, smiling at the doorstep.
Today Zhao Xiaowen was dressed exceptionally beautifully, in a pretty light white gauze dress and a light blue short skirt, perfectly showcasing her flawless figure.
A slender waist just enough to grip, and long slender legs extending from under her skirt, exuded the allure of youth.
Three years had passed, and although Xiaowen still had so youthful naivete, the proud and upright peaks made Lin Chen realize that the young girl had grown into a young woman.
"Hey, what's with the daydreaming?" Zhao Xiaowen stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Lin Chen's face.
Lin Chen then ca to his senses and smiled, "I was wondering if I was still half asleep, seeing such a beautiful goddess at my door so early in the morning."
Listening to Lin Chen's playful words, the corners of Zhao Xiaowen's mouth revealed a trace of a happy smile.
Zhao Xiaowen's beautiful eyes carefully examined the man who had consud her dreams and thoughts.
After enduring three years of hardship, the childishness had vanished from Lin Chen's face, leaving a mature charm in its place. The excess flesh that he once had was gone without a trace, replaced by robust muscles.
A black martial arts uniform worn on his body made Lin Chen look exceptionally spirited.
"Hey, what are you daydreaming about?" Lin Chen teased, looking at Zhao Xiaowen who was staring at him.
Zhao Xiaowen's cheeks turned red, and she placed her delicate hand on Lin Chen's cheek, "Lin Chen, you must have suffered a lot for our three-year pact."
Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Hardship is nothing as long as you're by my side; it's all worth it."
Zhao Xiaowen's face flushed, and she quickly shifted her gaze, offering a gentle smile, "Let's go, we'll head to the martial arts arena together."
Lin Chen nodded and took Zhao Xiaowen's hand, "Okay, today I will take you ho!"
...
At that mont, the martial arts arena was buzzing with excitent, the spectator stands were full.
On the high stage of the martial arts arena, the Kunlun high-ranking officials and representatives from various influential families across Huaxia were seated.
Below, in the spectator stands, were representatives of diverse groups from all over Huaxia and so young n and won who had co to watch.
Bai Ling had already arrived early near the arena, with a young Taoist behind him giving a massage.
"It's almost ti, why hasn't Lin Chen arrived yet?"
"Haha, he's not scared and chickening out, is he?"
Just then, soone suddenly shouted, "Look, Lin Chen is here."
"Damn, isn't that Zhao Xiaowen, the beauty beside Lin Chen?"
"That's right, the three-year agreent, Lin Chen is here for Xiaowen, isn't he?"
"Damn, he's chard our Li Muqing, and he's still got his sights set on Xiaowen, and don't forget Zhao Xiaohua either, this guy is too greedy, leaving no chances for the rest of us!"
The spectator stands erupted with wails of despair, many feeling frustrated at how Lin Chen seed to attract so many beauties to his side.
Amidst the envious stares and whispers, Lin Chen walked side by side with Zhao Xiaowen toward the martial competition stage.
"I'm going up now," Lin Chen said with a faint smile.
Zhao Xiaowen bead at Lin Chen, "Go for it, Lin Chen!"
Seeing Lin Chen's confident deanor, many were curious.
Bai Ling's strength was at the middle stage of the Dan Yuan realm, and although Lin Chen had also made a breakthrough to the Dan Yuan realm, there was still a vast difference between the early and middle stages.
"Heh heh, let's see if he can remain so smug after the match is over!"
"Yeah, Brother Bai Ling is definitely going to teach this arrogant guy a lesson."
"Right, it seems Xiaowen still prefers Lin Chen, I heard she's been ignoring Bai Ling for these past few years!"
Hearing the surrounding discussions, Bai Ling squinted his eyes at Lin Chen, the kung fu tea in his hand instantly froze into white ice cubes, and with a flick of his finger, leveraging the force, the cup of tea turned into a pile of ice fragnts that dispersed in the wind.
"Bastard, flaunt your arrogance for a bit longer; your won will beco my slaves, and you will be trampled under my feet. I want everyone to know that I am the king of the supernatural beings in China."
Lin Chen slowly stepped onto the stage, his gaze lingering on Bai Ling who was also staring at him.
Two gazes t in the air, thick with the scent of battle that emanated from both n.
Lin Chen stood on the stage, gesturing provocatively at Bai Ling, "Bai Ling, roll over here!"
"Roll over!"
Hearing Lin Chen's domineering voice, the entire martial competition ground went silent.
"Who does Bai Ling think he is? He's the number one among the young generation of the supernaturally gifted, even possibly the future Sect Leader of Kunlun. Even the elders from various families treat him with the utmost respect, but this guy just told him to roll over."
"This guy is too arrogant, he's looking for a showdown with Bai Ling!"
"But it makes sense, anyone would be angry if their girlfriend was held for three years!"
After a brief silence, the spectator stands buzzed with noise, but the atmosphere on the field also instantly heated up, with everyone's eyes burning with fervor.
Bai Ling rose from his seat under countless watchful eyes, tossing the towel from his shoulder into the air with a flick of his wrist.
"Whosh!"
The towel, barely airborne, was shattered into countless frozen pieces.
Bai Ling, stepping over the icy fragnts, said coldly, "Lin Chen, since you're courting death, I'll grant you your wish."
The spectator stands were abuzz, all eyes fervently watching the tense stand-off between the two.
Everyone knew that this competition was the pinnacle battle of the supernatural world, and the question of who would be China's top figure among the young generation hung in the air.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Bai Ling slowly walked to the center of the stage, his eyes icy as he said indifferently, "Lin Chen, I can give you a chance: surrender, submit to , and I'll give you a position as an elder in Kunlun."
Lin Chen looked at Bai Ling with disdain and a mocking smile on his face, "My answer is just one word, roll!"
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