64: Who is the whetstone for whom?

In the tense and anxious atmosphere, ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye!

At nine minutes and fifty-six seconds, Lin Chuan stood up.

Exactly ten minutes, Xu Wenjian no longer hesitated and attacked Lin Chuan!

He never underestimated his opponents!

Lin Chuan quickly dodged, avoiding his attack!

Earlier, when fighting Qian Sui, Lin Chuan had thrown away his weapon.

Because for him, weapons were ultimately external objects, far less flexible than using his hands!

But for Xu Wenjian, his sword was even more flexible than his hands!

The idiom 'as easy as pointing a finger' perfectly described Xu Wenjian's swordsmanship!

In comparison, Lin Chuan, also wielding a two-handed sword, using a sword in front of him was like a clown performing before Guan Yu!

All his attack patterns were easily seen through by Xu Wenjian!

And in just three short minutes, his body had already been marked with dozens of scars by Xu Wenjian's sword!

Undoubtedly, this was the result of Xu Wenjian holding back!

As he said, within half an hour, he would not kill!

If he really intended to kill, every sword strike on Lin Chuan's body would have been fatal!

This realization made Lin Chuan feel utterly powerless!

Could he really defeat Xu Wenjian within half an hour?

Meanwhile, in the VIP boxes, the magnates watching Xu Wenjian's swordplay were almost all full of praise!

An old man wearing a mask sighed, "This kid truly lives up to his reputation as a sword fanatic; even when facing an opponent inferior to him, he can still learn from their strengths!"

The eldest daughter, who had taken Qian Sui as her live-in son-in-law, genuinely praised, "This Xu Wenjian, he is using this arena master as a whetstone!"

The middle-aged man next to the eldest daughter said, "Talents and skills are sealed in the Training Ground. But the arena master's attack that defeated Duan Zichen earlier showed a skill effect! Xu Wenjian is testing his sword against this arena master; he probably wants to improve his skill proficiency!"

"That's right, although skills are sealed. But his swordplay still shows hints of sword-type skills."

In Duan Ge's box, as he watched the screen showing Lin Chuan being suppressed by Xu Wenjian, he comforted someone through a jade tablet: "Xu Wenjian's move can be seen as an acknowledgment of Gu Chuan Da's strength. This way, your defeat at his hands isn't too shameful."

On the other side of the jade tablet was clearly Duan Zichen!

After being killed in the arena, he returned to the real world and needed 24 hours to re-enter Paradise!

He sat in a luxurious room, his face extremely grim!

After a long while, he suddenly asked, "Uncle, do you think Gu Chuan Da can defeat Xu Wenjian?"

This question...

Duan Ge's brow twitched, and he immediately comforted him again: "Xiao Chen, your mindset is a bit unstable! This failure doesn't mean anything! You are still the Duan Family's Talent!"

In reality, Duan Zichen took a deep breath.

He understood all the reason!

He should look forward, not dwell on a single failure!

But this time, the blow to him was truly too great!

Lin Chuan took a full twelve minutes to fight his fifteenth match!

But to defeat him, it took less than five minutes!

Although battle time cannot represent a person's combat strength.

However, for Duan Zichen, this was too humiliating!

He was truly unwilling!

The only thing that could help him regain his composure would probably be if Xu Wenjian also lost in the arena!

At least then, everyone would believe in the arena master's strength.

And in comparison, Duan Zichen's failure would seem insignificant!

But he also knew that for Xu Wenjian to lose this match was incredibly difficult!

As difficult as ascending to heaven!

Duan Zichen forced a smile and then said to the jade tablet, "Uncle, I'm fine. I'm going to the training room now. We'll talk later."

Duan Ge hung up the communication with Duan Zichen and then looked at the two fighting on the screen, his mood becoming somewhat subtle.

Before, he had tried every possible way to prevent Lin Chuan from winning these twenty consecutive victories.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but secretly pray in his heart—

How wonderful it would be if Lin Chuan could really defeat Xu Wenjian.

This way, his nephew Duan Zichen's failure would almost not count as a failure!

After all, even Xu Wenjian lost!

Then Duan Zichen's failure would seem insignificant, even natural.

But would Xu Wenjian lose?

No.

This was something everyone who knew Xu Wenjian was 100% certain of!

And what was shown in the arena was no surprise—

Lin Chuan was completely at a disadvantage, almost constantly being chased and attacked by Xu Wenjian!

He had been struck by countless swords, his entire body a bloody mess!

If not for Xu Wenjian holding back, he would have died countless times over!

Such a scene caused his "fans" in the audience, who were hoping for Lin Chuan's victory, to become furious.

All kinds of angry shouts rose and fell; if conditions hadn't prevented it, there would probably have been rotten eggs thrown.

Hu Shilong and Alvin stared blankly, disbelievingly saying, "People from the Source Plane are indeed incredibly strong! Gu Chuan Da, the magnate, this time he's going to lose, right...?"

Chen Jingtian nodded with a heavy heart, "He will definitely lose! His opponent is simply using him as a sparring partner, honing his skills through him!"

Hu Shilong and Alvin didn't quite understand, but a hint of sadness inevitably arose in their hearts.

It was a sadness tied to Lin Chuan.

It was the powerless sadness when everyone says that lower-class people are inferior to higher-class people, and you find it to be true.

It was the sadness of trying to challenge planes and cannons with millet and rifles, only to end up with a bruised and battered head.

It was the sadness of believing that a surge of passion could overcome everything, only to find that this passion was useless, merely making your death appear more tragic.

Hu Shilong and Alvin looked at Lin Chuan, who was being suppressed and beaten into a bloody mess in the arena, and the two strong men, by mutual agreement, both had red eyes.

Even though they had only met Lin Chuan by chance and had no emotional foundation.

Chen Jingtian looked at their expressions and sighed softly, "The more you interact, the more deeply you will realize that there are too, too many things in this world that make people feel powerless. If you cannot change them, learn to adapt."

The two looked at Chen Jingtian, realizing that this guy also had a story.

No wonder he was so arrogant when he mocked people earlier, but then could shamelessly take off his own head.

This broad-mindedness, capable of bending and stretching, wasn't because he was shameless, but because he understood too much!

Hu Shilong and Alvin had originally disliked Chen Jingtian quite a bit, but at this moment, they suddenly didn't dislike him as much.

And the battle in the arena continued!

Ten minutes passed, and even the most unobservant audience members could see—

Lin Chuan had no chance of winning this match!

However, amidst the curses from the audience, Lin Chuan suddenly made an incomprehensible move—

He suddenly threw away his two-handed sword and began to fight the white-robed swordsman barehanded!

Moreover, in his barehanded combat, every strike, almost regardless of whether it would hit, was delivered with full force!

That fighting style was completely without method!

It was just like a madman pushed to the brink, suddenly going berserk and throwing caution to the wind!

His actions were not only incomprehensible to the audience, but also to Xu Wenjian in the arena!

He adjusted his moves to Lin Chuan's changes, and while fighting, he spoke, "With your fighting style, the consumption is too great; you probably won't be able to last ten minutes!"

Lin Chuan didn't respond to him, still fighting like a madman, clenching his fists, giving his all with every strike!

Over an hour of continuous fighting had already consumed a large amount of his stamina and mental energy!

Now, in an injured state, and fighting recklessly, his condition was getting worse!

Xu Wenjian even thought that he might not even need to act; this arena master could exhaust himself to death!

But even with Lin Chuan's madness, Xu Wenjian still did not underestimate him!

He still respected this opponent, treating every strike seriously!

Even as Lin Chuan recklessly expended his energy, his stamina became increasingly depleted!

His blood-soaked body, even just standing, was swaying slightly!

His clenched fists trembled subtly with each attack!

In this state, not only Xu Wenjian, but also the magnates in the VIP boxes, concluded—

This guy would probably collapse within three minutes due to exhaustion!

In one of the boxes, the eldest daughter sighed softly, "This arena master's strength is indeed impressive, but his character is too poor. A man who cannot calmly face failure is destined not to go far."

The middle-aged man also nodded, "Indeed. At least in terms of character, this arena master is not as good as the son-in-law."

The eldest daughter nodded, "Tell Yan Qiansui not to worry about this failure and to continue focusing on preparing for his class change."

In another box, Duan Ge also shook his head, muttering to himself, "People from lower Planes are just like this: they have seen too little and experienced too little. A simple failure will crush their state of mind. I hope Xiao Chen's state of mind won't be affected by such a person."

However, in the box where Xu Wenjian had been earlier, the middle-aged man accompanying Xu Wenjian stared intently at the screen.

A glint flashed in his eyes.

After a long while, he suddenly gritted his teeth and sighed, "Damn it! This kid, could it be that he's trying to use Wen Jian as a whetstone?"

"Could it be that his real-world attributes have broken through the upper limit of the Training Ground stage?"

The man unconsciously clenched his hands, and this time, he finally, exceptionally seriously, examined Lin Chuan's face, which was almost obscured by blood!