4: Chapter 4: We have to give her a good beating.

Lin Muhan's anger had been suppressed for a long time, and she held nothing back the moment she drew her sword.

Yellow-Rank Advanced sword technique, White Rainbow!

She had already Cultivated this sword technique to the Minor Achievement Realm, with True Qi coating the blade, making her strikes as fast as a rainbow.

Many Rank-1, Level-9 martial arts students had previously failed to react in time and were defeated by this very strike.

Yet the white light of this sword strike Lin Muhan unleashed at Chen Moxuan was even more intense than before, and the speed was even faster!

Within ten steps, the sword light arrived in an instant, aiming straight for Chen Moxuan's neck.

The attack carried extremely pure True Qi; even though the competition weapons were unsharpened, it was enough to break a neck bone and cause death.

"So fast!" Chen Moxuan was secretly shocked.

Although the speed was far inferior to that punch from Wan Chaoren, it was still beyond the scope of what an ordinary person could achieve.

It was just that his current body could keep up.

Under the enhancement of his Special Ability, Chen Moxuan seemed to have predicted Lin Muhan's sword trajectory, side-stepping in advance and barely dodging the sword light.

"How is this possible?" Lin Muhan paused, evidently not expecting that the opponent could dodge this strike.

"It's just a competition, isn't that a bit much?" Chen Moxuan said in a deep voice.

From his memories, he already knew the ruthlessness of this beautiful woman before him, but right now, she was even worse than that.

If he had been hit in a vital spot by that strike just now, he would definitely have died without a chance of survival.

"Go to hell!" Thinking of that incident again, Lin Muhan's eyes instantly turned cold. She turned, withdrew her sword stance, and then thrust out a palm.

Feeling the powerful force contained in this palm, Chen Moxuan's heart sank. He immediately followed the method in his memories, mobilizing the Qi and blood throughout his body.

He unleashed a Martial Skill from his memories. Thunder Shock Punch!

As he threw the punch, Chen Moxuan felt the blood in his body instantly boil, and an overbearing power erupted from his fist along with the rhythm of his muscles.

A strong resistance came from his fist, as if his fist was generating intense friction with the air.

"Boom!" His fist was seen trembling violently, and the sound of a muffled thunderclap suddenly rang out at the end of the punch.

Fist and palm collided, and a gust of wind exploded from between them.

Lin Muhan stepped back once to stabilize her figure, while Chen Moxuan retreated more than ten steps before he could neutralize the impact.

"What an overbearing power. Is this the Dao of Martial Arts?"

Chen Moxuan shook his numb arm. Although his body had taken a hit, his heart was filled with excitement.

Although knowledge related to the Dao of Martial Arts had already flowed into his mind along with his memories, it was only by practicing it now that he truly felt the wonder of the Dao of Martial Arts.

What he had just unleashed was a fist Martial Skill mastered by his original self. Its Rank was Yellow-Rank Intermediate, and it was a fierce and overbearing fist technique.

Its uniqueness lay in the fact that every punch could trigger a powerful vibratory force.

When Cultivated to Major Achievement, it could not only cause direct physical damage to the enemy but also use the vibratory force to invade the enemy's body and destroy their meridians.

However, in his memories, he had practiced for nearly a year and only reached the Minor Achievement Realm.

Martial Skill Cultivation Realms are roughly divided into Entry, Proficiency, Minor Achievement, Major Achievement, and Perfection; the further the Realm, the harder it is to Cultivate.

Being able to Cultivate a Yellow-Rank Martial Skill to Minor Achievement in the third year of high school could already be considered having a little talent in Martial Skill Cultivation.

"My body feels so light, and there's none of the fatigue from before."

Ever since his Awakening of his Special Ability, Chen Moxuan had felt listless every day, as if he hadn't slept enough.

Now, however, he felt full of vitality from head to toe, and his mind was exceptionally clear.

[All-Things Calculation] was operating in an unprecedentedly good state, helping Chen Moxuan analyze the battle situation and avoid crises.

The Thunder Shock Punch he had just unleashed, under the calculation of [All-Things Calculation], had a force of a full 1000 kilograms!

And there was a boxing champion on the Blue Star where he lived in his previous life; a full-force punch was 800 pounds, which translated to only a little over 300 kilograms.

It was hard to imagine that he would one day be able to rely on his Physical Body to erupt with such power.

This was the Dao of Martial Arts.

But quickly, Chen Moxuan restrained the surging emotions in his heart and looked with a grave expression at the young girl slowly approaching in front of him.

That heavy punch just now had been repelled by nearly ten meters by the slender palm of the girl before him, without any Martial Skill enhancement.

The gap in strength brought about by the difference in Martial Arts Cultivation was even greater than he had imagined.

Whether in strength or speed, he was far inferior to his opponent. If it weren't for [All-Things Calculation] predicting the opponent's movements, he would likely have been seriously injured already.

"Let's see how much good luck you have!" Lin Muhan clearly attributed Chen Moxuan's dodging of her sword strike to coincidence.

She brandished her longsword, creating sword flashes, and turned into a point of white light, stabbing straight at Chen Moxuan's heart.

Chen Moxuan shifted his feet, dodging this stab with extreme peril.

But Lin Muhan held back some strength in her strike; the sword blade flicked downward, changing the move to slash diagonally at Chen Moxuan.

Chen Moxuan hurriedly drew the horizontal blade slung at his waist, precisely parrying this sword strike.

Clang! — The weapons collided, emitting a huge, ear-piercing sound of metal clashing.

A seemingly understated sword strike actually contained tremendous power.

Under the force of the immense power, Chen Moxuan couldn't help but retreat repeatedly, and his right hand gripping the horizontal blade trembled violently.

A visible crack appeared on the horizontal blade.

Chen Moxuan's heart sank, and he immediately chose to drop the horizontal blade and the scabbard at his waist.

Before he could even catch his breath, a stream of light struck; Lin Muhan's next sword strike had already reached in front of Chen Moxuan.

After abandoning his weapon, Chen Moxuan's agility was improved.

He stepped out with strange footwork, unleashing another Minor Achievement movement Martial Skill he had mastered. Yellow-Rank Intermediate movement technique, Void Body Step.

Lin Muhan's sword missed, and the next strike immediately changed and connected, the offensive continuous and unending.

Sword light filled the sky, galloping across the arena, intent on tearing Chen Moxuan's figure to shreds.

Many people thought that the shockingly fast sword strike Lin Muhan opened with was the White Rainbow Sword Technique.

In reality, that was just the basic application of the White Rainbow Sword Technique Cultivated to Minor Achievement.

What Lin Muhan was unleashing now was one of the moves of the White Rainbow Sword Technique, White Rainbow Devours Heaven!

Yet Chen Moxuan's figure was like a tough blade of grass in a storm, dodging the sword light with extreme peril every single time.

The intense attack and defense took place in just a few breaths.

The entire venue was silent, and the students in the audience looked at the scene on the competition stage in utter astonishment.

Although anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Muhan firmly held the upper hand in this round of exchanges, this was precisely the problem.

A mere Rank-1, Level-6, shouldn't he have been instantly killed by Lin Muhan in one move?

Why would there even be a need for a situation where one just holds the upper hand?

One had to know that many Rank-1, Level-8 people hadn't even lasted one move under Lin Muhan, let alone being able to fight back and forth.

"Is this the effect of that Godly Move? Or is it that the Great Master sees things thoroughly." On the spectator stand, several students from Henghuo Martial Arts School exclaimed.

And the boy who was called a Great Master, holding his chin with both hands, said with an excited face:

"Look at nothing! I saw you guys chatting intently before, so I just butted in to act cool!"

"Even if Lin Muhan's mind was disturbed, look at that sword speed; who could last even a second?!"

Everyone looked at the sword light filling the sky on the stage and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

No matter who among them went up, let alone lasting a second, they would be hacked into mincemeat in a single encounter.

Although the weapons used in the competition were unsharpened, they were coated with True Qi, so there wasn't much difference when hitting a Physical Body.

Any one of these sword lights would instantly severely injure them.

This point was equally true for Chen Moxuan.

Under such an offensive, even with the enhancement of [All-Things Calculation] and Void Body Step, he had no energy left to counterattack and could only dodge with all his might.

"Let's see how much longer you can last!" Lin Muhan was surprised that Chen Moxuan could continuously dodge her sword technique, but the constantly missing attacks made the anger in her heart burn even more intensely.

Right now, she just wanted to make this lewd person who humiliated her disappear as soon as possible.

Feeling that his stamina was being consumed rapidly, while Lin Muhan's sword momentum showed no signs of weakening, Chen Moxuan's heart trembled.

"The situation is not good…" Originally, the requirement given to him by the school was to take one move and exit, or last one minute and admit defeat to get the full prize money.

But Lin Muhan's sword path aimed for vital spots in every move. With his strength, if he took one hit, he might just end up here if his luck was bad.

His stamina also didn't seem sufficient to last until one minute.

He once really needed this money, but right now, both goals seemed very difficult to achieve, and through [All-Things Calculation], he could already think of other ways to make money.

Perhaps admitting defeat directly was a good choice?

"Good! Senior Sister Lin, hack him to death!" "Only able to scurry around like a mouse, if you have the ability, don't dodge!" "A newbie should maintain the proper awe for the strong; if you get hit, you just have to take it!"

The cheers from the students of Tianqing Martial Arts School flowed into Chen Moxuan's ears.

Awe? That expression of Wan Chaoren viewing him as an ant flashed across Chen Moxuan's heart in an instant.

A nameless fire rose up in his heart once again.

Being repeatedly subjected to lethal attacks at will, admitting defeat just like this was too cowardly.

Must give her a hard hit!

In Chen Moxuan's mind, [All-Things Calculation] was operating at high speed.

[Analyzing Thunder Shock Punch, estimated time 1 minute 36 seconds]

"If the analysis is finished, it should be the Perfection Realm, right… Let's see what kind of power a Martial Skill at the Perfection Realm can reach."

He couldn't narrow the gap in Martial Arts Cultivation, but he could rapidly improve his Martial Skill level!

It was just that this time… seemed to be longer than he had imagined.