Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

"Pfft!"

This slap was even harder, and Zhou Jun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

With Zhou Jun's strength, he could now easily make it into the top ten of the Disciples Stele, yet such a Golden Core expert was like a child in front of Lin Chen, utterly powerless to fight back.

How... is this possible!

Not only them, but the most shocked were the various Clan Leaders and Martial Artist powerhouses watching from the VIP seats.

Greed was written all over their faces.

Where did this kid come from? With his strength, he could rank in the top three of the Disciples Stele. Most importantly, Lin Chen had no familial background, which meant he could be recruited. Recruiting him would undoubtedly become a significant asset to any clan.

Bing Ling looked at the strange expressions on the Clan Leaders' faces in the VIP seats and let out a long sigh of relief, a faint smile appearing on her face.

At this moment, the most miserable was Zhou Jun; his face was swollen like a pig's head, eyes filled with intense shock and fear.

No matter what, he never imagined that, despite practicing the Ice Palm, he was utterly helpless against Lin Chen.

The opponent was like a devil, with eerie movement techniques and vicious moves, even giving him the feeling that this guy's strength was on par with Zhou Ming, the first-ranked monstrous Disciple of the Zhou family.

"But how is this possible!"

After all, Zhou Ming had been training since childhood under a master in North Ming and had cost the Zhou family countless treasures to achieve today's success, yet Lin Chen was just a poor loser.

Why, why is he so strong!

The vast gap in strength made Zhou Jun feel utterly despairing, and he eventually even gave up resisting.

However, Lin Chen continued to focus on his art of creating a 'pig-headed' masterpiece, completely unaware of the surrounding shocked expressions.

"Fifth shot!"

As his voice fell, the shadow of a palm flickered, and another slap landed on Zhou Jun's face!

Pfft!

Blood sprayed out again, Zhou Jun's face now swelling even higher, starting to show the contours of a pig's head.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The crisp slapping sounds resonated throughout the arena, accompanied by shadows of palms and blood spurting from Zhou Jun's mouth, splattering on the arena floor.

The slaps on Zhou Jun's face also felt like a slap on the faces of the arrogant scions from the major clans.

"What use is your powerful background, what use is your wealth and resources? Without your so-called clans, you heirs of the skies are nothing."

Lin Chen's arrogant and domineering voice rang out in the arena.

At this moment, Zhou Jun's face was completely swollen, blood sprayed all over, with constant screams of agony.

Zhou Jun's originally handsome face was now like a pig's head, his pride and nobility completely gone, with only fear and despair showing on his face.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I am a member of the Zhou family, you should know the consequences of hitting me!"

Zhou Jun finally couldn't take it anymore, they say you shouldn't hit the face, but Lin Chen focused precisely on the face, which he counted on for attracting girls, and now it was almost ruined by Lin Chen.

Moments ago, Zhou Jun stood on the arena full of arrogance, vowing to cripple Lin Chen's limbs, but in the blink of an eye, he was turned into a pig-headed mess.

Lin Chen's ruthlessness and ferocity left all the noble offspring present in awe, marking him as not to be provoked.

"The Zhou family? What is the Zhou family?"

Boom!

Everyone was shocked. This guy was too arrogant, not even caring about the Zhou family, one of the Capital City's four major clans.

Zhou Batian, the Clan Leader of the Zhou family, had a dark expression like still water. Just as he was about to erupt, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"It's better for the elders to just watch the juniors compete from the stage."

Upon hearing that voice, Zhou Batian shuddered inside. Kunlun was an entity he couldn't afford to provoke. Gritting his teeth, Zhou Batian had no choice but to sit back down.

"Stop hitting me, I'll give you money, a million for each slap, please stop hitting me." Seeing that threats were ineffective, Zhou Jun begged with a mournful face.

Lin Chen revealed a disdainful smile, "Do you think money is omnipotent? Sorry, I'm just not interested in your dirty money."

The slaps continued to sound.

The venue was utterly quiet except for the crisp sound of slaps echoing through the space.

"Twenty!"

With a cold voice, Lin Chen's hand swung out again.

"Smack!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, blood spurted out, and Zhou Jun's body flew sideways, crashing heavily onto the ground.

His face was a bloody, unrecognizable mess, probably even his mother wouldn't recognize him.

Zhou Jun's body twisted on the ground a few times, then he fainted outright.

A Golden Core expert was completely overwhelmed by Lin Chen, knocked out cold!

Looking at Zhou Jun on the ground, whose face was now like a pig's head, the atmosphere in the venue was deathly silent.

This guy was simply a devil; all the disciples looked at Lin Chen with tingling scalps and hearts filled with dread.

Li Hui's face was pale at this moment, trembling all over, now realizing the kind of demon she had offended.

Meanwhile, in the crowd of disciples, a sinister gaze tightly fixed on Lin Chen.

Zhou Ming's eyes flashed coldly, "Kid, dare to oppose our Zhou family, you're dead."

"Referee, I've won, right?" Lin Chen said with a smiling face to the referee beside him who was stunned.

Gulp!

The referee swallowed hard. He had presided over many martial competitions, but this was the first time he had seen one where the contestant beat the opponent like this.

Hurriedly nodding, the referee announced, "The competition is over, Lin Chen wins, replacing Zhou Jun for the qualification to activate the bloodline!"

Zhou Jun was carried off the stage; because of his arrogance, he lost the opportunity to activate his bloodline, losing the chance to become a powerful warrior.

Soon, the stage was cleared, and Long Wu, the president of the Martial Arts Alliance, stepped onto the stage.

Lin Chen looked at Long Wu and tensed up inside, as he couldn't see through Long Wu's cultivation at all.

Now Lin Chen finally understood the truth of 'there are heavens beyond our heaven, and people beyond our world'; Kunlun, as the sacred peak of Chinese martial arts, surely had many experts. It seemed he had to become much stronger!

Long Wu scanned the training ground and declared in a serious tone, "All of you come from great families, the future of Chinese martial arts. You should understand the significance of activating your bloodline, for it is your first true step into the martial world.

I want to tell you that the martial world is profound and mysterious; things that seem impossible can become possible, and many of the special effects you see in movies will actually happen to you in reality. I hope you're not too shocked! Now, the bloodline activation ceremony officially begins."

As soon as Long Wu's voice fell, the disciples could hardly contain their excitement and joy.

In a world dominated by technology, a mysterious power exists, a power to control nature. However, to maintain the balance of the world, this power has remained hidden in the dark corners, unknown to mankind.

The first rule of the Martial Arts Alliance is not to exhibit mysterious powers in public without a special reason, or else the enforcement team will punish the offender by revoking their martial arts abilities.

There have been several instances in history where martial artists displayed their mysterious powers in public, but the protagonist in such cases always ended up with a tragic fate, and the incident was officially obscured, so in the public eye, controlling flames with one hand or creating ice are scenes from movies, never once considering such things could actually exist.

Every person's bloodline contains the elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, but ordinary people can't wield these elements. Only when a person's body is strong enough is there a chance to harness this power, but activating the bloodline is necessary to control these mysterious forces.

However, the type of element that awakens is unpredictable, yet those with strong ancestral bloodlines have a greater chance of successful activation. This is the reason some martial arts families have stood tall for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Lin Chen's eyes heatedly fixed on the stele in the square, wondering which bloodline he would activate.

(For reader convenience, following some reader feedback, 'spirit root' will henceforth be referred to as 'bloodline' to facilitate easier reading. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience this might cause and ask for recommendation tickets and favorites! Thank you for supporting every reader of Little Divine Farmer!)