On the evening after the tournament,
Lin Chen's name had spread to every corner of Canglan Martial Academy.
The once‑bullied trash had risen overnight, defeated Zhao Kun, defied the elder, and become the most shocking existence in the entire academy.
For his astonishing performance in the tournament, the academy officially promoted Lin Chen to an Inner Disciple.
He was granted a private cultivation cave, monthly spirit stone resources, and a higher status.
For ordinary disciples, this was an honor beyond their wildest dreams.
But for Lin Chen, it only made him a more obvious target.
That night, as Lin Chen walked toward his newly assigned cave,
several dark figures suddenly rushed out from the shadows and blocked his path.
There were five of them.
All wore inner disciple robes, their auras powerful—each had reached the True Martial Realm.
Leading them was a scar‑faced brute with cold, ruthless eyes and an imposing presence.
His name was Wang Lie, a notorious tough guy among inner disciples and one of Elder Song's most loyal followers.
Beside him stood Zhao Kun, his arm wrapped in thick bandages, his face twisted with hatred.
"Lin Chen!" Zhao Kun gritted his teeth, his voice filled with venom. "You crippled my arm and disgraced my elder. Today, I'll make you wish you were never born!"
Wang Lie let out a cold laugh and stepped forward.
"Kid, do you think being an inner disciple makes you special? In this academy, Elder Song's word is law!"
"Brothers, beat him! Beat him half to death! Let him learn the price of offending us!"
As his voice fell,
the five inner disciples instantly surrounded Lin Chen, their True Martial Realm pressure bearing down on him like a mountain.
Lin Chen's expression darkened.
He had expected revenge, but he never thought they would be so arrogant as to openly ambush him inside the academy.
"You dare attack within the inner sect?" Lin Chen said coldly.
"So what if we do?" Wang Lie grinned maliciously. "Killing you would just be cleaning up an ignorant trash!"
In the next moment, all five struck at once!
Fist winds howled, true energy exploded.
Five True Martial Realm attacks rained down on Lin Chen like a storm.
Lin Chen immediately circulated his internal energy to defend himself.
But all five opponents were True Martial Realm experts, acting in perfect coordination with ferocious attacks.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lin Chen retreated repeatedly, taking hit after hit.
His bones ached sharply, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
He fought back desperately, but two fists could not stand against ten hands.
Soon, his body was covered in wounds, and his aura grew weaker and weaker.
"Hahaha! Trash is still trash!" Zhao Kun laughed wildly. "Keep hitting! Beat him to death!"
Wang Lie and the others attacked even more violently.
Their fists and feet were like blades, striking every vital point on Lin Chen's body.
Lin Chen was drenched in blood, his vision blurring.
His body swayed unsteadily, and his consciousness began to fade.
Agony, exhaustion, despair…
flooded over him like a tidal wave.
He could barely hold on.
Was he going to die here?
At this critical moment, when life hung by a thread—
BOOM!!!
A long‑dormant power suddenly erupted inside Lin Chen!
It was the Planet's Blessing, the hundred years of internal energy, the Body‑Refining Perfection he had gained from sign‑ins…
All his power fused, ignited, and sublimated completely in the desperate brink of death!
His meridians expanded violently, his dantian trembled fiercely.
The once‑stable barrier of the True Martial Realm shattered under the pressure of life and death!
A terrifying aura—ten times, a hundred times stronger than before—shot violently from Lin Chen's body into the sky!
He… had broken through again, in the face of certain death!