"What? You’re here to teach us how to cultivate immortality???"
"Pfft... Hahahahaha..."
"You’re here to teach us how to cultivate immortality???"
"Holy crap, the captain’s gone mad!"
"Who is this guy?"
"Hey, I say, Lin... Lin what again, Comrade Lin, are you sure you know what you’re talking about!?"
"Just teach us how to masturbate instead!"
"Yeah! I’d like to learn that!"
Guo Jian silently watched everything in the arena. Naturally, he saw this scene and was about to step forward to scold them when Song Xiangdong stopped him.
In Song Xiangdong’s view, this moment was not just about observing Lin Beichen’s strength, but also about judging a person’s character through their demeanor and actions. This would also hold some weight in the future strength ratings.
In the arena, Lin Beichen did not get angry; instead, he felt it was within his expectations. He just needed to make some changes in his strategy. These people were used to being invincible daily, and simply explaining with words would not be very effective.
"Who among you is the best at combat? Come fight with me!"
Lin Beichen raised his index finger and beckoned a few times towards the group, his expression carrying a hint of playfulness.
The group looked at one another, not saying who was the best; each had their strengths.
But one still stepped forward!
"I’m not the best fighter, but I’m willing to spend some time playing with you!"
Lin Beichen sized him up and still raised his index finger, shaking his head and waggling his finger: "You’re not good enough!"
At the same time, he pointed to the two people on either side behind him, "You, you, and you too!"
"Forget it, all the men come at me together!"
"If I don’t beat you, you won’t listen to the rest of the explanation!"
Lin Beichen’s words were still very calm and slow, very plain and ordinary, as if he were talking about something very simple.
But to the eight male instructors, this was incredibly explosive and truly shocked them!
It was like a young brat provoking an adult, waving them over to give him a beating!
They felt both angry and amused.
Faced with this young man, if they hit him hard, they feared hurting him and having to pay for medical expenses; if they hit him lightly, he might mock their weakness later!
"You should pass his test first; he won third place in the 18th Fleet Combat Competition with 1900 participants!"
One of them kindly reminded.
"Alright, let’s start with you then!"
Lin Beichen sighed helplessly, took a few steps forward, and delivered a kick.
The man assumed a combat stance, but what happened next shocked him!
Lin Beichen did not dodge or flinch; there was no technique at all. A simple front kick was aimed at his abdomen!
The move seemed so simple!
At first, he didn’t take it seriously, just thought it was unusually fast, precise, and ruthless!
He didn’t have time to dodge; he hurriedly raised his knee to block the kick, and the moment of contact he regretted it!
Why did I have to take it head-on!
Why didn’t I choose to block with my arm, dodge back to deflect the force!
This kick directly sent his entire body off the ground, completely out of his control, and flying straight out!
His knee felt like it was hit by a car, immediately numbing!
The whole body lost its balance and flew three or four meters, heavy landing on the ground. Instinctively, he tried to get up to dodge the next attack, but he found himself paralyzed, his legs completely numb!
The scene was silent as a tomb!
The nine people in the arena looked at this scene, their mouths forming an ’O,’ forgetting to blink, watching the person being kicked away.
Guo Jian stood up straight from his seat, almost overturning the table, his eyes fixed on the central change!
In the arena, only Song Xiangdong seemed to have expected this. He held the nearly overturned tea table and continued sipping his tea.
"It hurts!"
The man struggled for a long time before barely managing to sit up from his lying down position, holding the knee that was kicked, intense pain transmitting to his brain as if in a delayed reaction!
Everyone was stunned looking at the calm and collected Lin Beichen. After a long while, they returned to their senses and hurriedly helped the person on the ground up.
"Are you alright?"
"Still... okay!"
After a while, his legs finally regained feeling, "This kid... has something!"
"I was careless!"
Supported by others, he struggled to stand up.
Then, five male instructors stepped out from the team.
"The five of us will go together, are you okay with that?"
Lin Beichen didn’t even think, waving them over, "All of you come together, beat you into submission then you’ll listen!"
As he spoke, two more male instructors stepped out from the team, the two female instructors also joined them.
"My fists are hard, bear with it!"
"Guys, don’t hold back, this kid’s a bit tricky!"
"Hmph, when it comes to fighting, I’ve never been afraid of anyone!"
...
The group spread out, assuming fighting stances, surrounding Lin Beichen in the center.
At this moment, everyone had learned from the previous incident, not daring to underestimate the young man in his early twenties before them.
On the side, Guo Jian hadn’t sat down the entire time, the cup he held now tilted, tea spilling onto the ground without his notice.
In his view, each of these ten was a rare talent, none of them ordinary, all holding the title of Soldier Kings!
These were the elite of the elite, representing the pinnacle force of a regiment!
Otherwise, they wouldn’t be chosen as instructors!
Any one of them stepping out could cause a stir in a combat competition, and now they were all together, fighting ten against one!
Guo Jian thought he had never seen anything like this in his life!
In the arena, Lin Beichen stood surrounded in the center, his mind not in a panic but contemplating which martial arts moves to use.
After some thought, he decided to use Tai Chi. Using softness to counter hardness, or a combination of both, teetering between black and white unpredictably, Tai Chi could employ a method of conserving strength, borrowing force to counter force in outnumbered situations!
Although not as exaggerated as shown in television dramas, Tai Chi’s combination of hardness and softness was indeed something to be drawn upon, leveraging the strengths of a hundred cultivation techniques!
"Here we come!"
One of the male instructors shouted, his feet moving like the wind, delivering a mid-air left side kick towards Lin Beichen’s chest!
At the same time, two others on the sides simultaneously turned and executed a coordinated strike aimed at the back of Lin Beichen’s head!
Three more targeted Lin Beichen’s lower body, aiming a fierce kick at his knees the moment they launched their attack.
Their coordination was so perfect, their attack timing nearly synchronized!
Lin Beichen was moved; to strike such a well-coordinated attack in an instant, and to show no mercy with their first strike!
There was no longer any underestimation!
For a moment, Lin Beichen considered using the Protective Light Curtain to withstand the sudden fierce attack but dispelled the thought; it wasn’t necessary yet.
Their coordination was excellent, but their speed was somewhat slow in Lin Beichen’s eyes, full of flaws!
Having trained in Traditional Martial Arts to a certain level, it’s as if an instinct is engraved deep in the mind—the instinct to predict the opponent’s attack, allowing for quicker response based on observation!
He swiftly dodged their oncoming attack, and while evading, he grabbed a striking fist, pulling it to hit another person!
Borrowing force to counter force!
At the same time, he side-kicked away an incoming kick, then turned and back-kicked several people, sending them flying!
The moves were elegant and orderly.
Two on his left and right tried to kick his side, but Lin Beichen’s hands slid up in what appeared a weak motion, hurriedly meeting the kicks. At the moment of contact, the attackers were shocked.
The force from Lin Beichen’s hands, though appearing weak, was immense, sending them flying!
In Lin Beichen’s hands, powerful yet seemingly weak, weak yet suddenly bursting with immense energy!
Appearing slow, it would’ve suddenly exploded with Inch Force at close range!
The eight instructors failed to withstand even two rounds against Lin Beichen and were all knocked to the ground by him.
It was purely by Traditional Martial Arts, without using any Elemental Power.