Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist-Chapter 261 - 76: Jiang Qing: Junior Brother Lin, Your Modesty Makes Me Want to Hit You_4

Chapter 261: Chapter 76: Jiang Qing: Junior Brother Lin, Your Modesty Makes Me Want to Hit You_4

"Junior Brother Lin’s perception is quite sharp, he even noticed me."

In the forest, Jiang Qing looked at the arrows flying toward her with some surprise, but she didn’t evade. She had already opened twenty-two acupoints, positioning her far beyond Junior Brother Lin in terms of realm.

Crack!

Jiang Qing slapped out a palm, and a fierce palm wind swept towards the arrow, but the next moment, an incredulous look appeared in her eyes as the arrow was not knocked down by her palm wind. In a flash, she slightly shifted her figure, and the arrow narrowly passed by her.

What kind of archery is this from Junior Brother Lin?

Before Jiang Qing could recover from her shock, several more arrows shot toward her. This time, three arrows blocked all her escape routes.

As Lin Chen fired the three arrows simultaneously, his gaze also turned serious. Just moments ago, he sensed a figure hidden in the forest ahead. Although the person had concealed their presence, he still detected it with his sensory abilities.

If it were the Instructors, they definitely wouldn’t have been discovered by me.

And if it were other junior brothers from the Special Training Ground, they wouldn’t have been discovered at such a distance.

The key question is, why would they conceal their presence and approach me? What do they intend to do?

Those who come with ill intentions are not to be taken lightly.

Might as well shoot first!

When he saw that the person managed to dodge the arrows at such a close distance, Lin Chen’s pupils contracted slightly. This person’s strength is formidable, possibly not inferior to his own.

No other trainees at the Special Training Ground have this level of skill. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

As she faced the whistling three arrows, Jiang Qing took a deep breath, unleashed a terrifying energy, and conjured a long spear-like form in front of her, sweeping out. The three arrows instantly fell to the ground.

"What is this?"

Upon seeing this scene, Lin Chen didn’t hesitate, turned around, and ran.

Special effects even appeared!

This person, I cannot contend with.

Jiang Qing watched Lin Chen’s fleeing figure, bit her silver teeth, and couldn’t help but shout, "Junior Brother Lin!"

Having run several dozen feet away, Lin Chen heard the voice coming from behind and momentarily paused. The voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Senior Sister Jiang!

Realizing who the owner of the voice was, Lin Chen stopped in his tracks. He hadn’t taken a look at the person’s face earlier, as they were in the forest, nearly a hundred feet away, with leaves obscuring the view.

A few breaths later, looking at Senior Sister Jiang’s fake smile, Lin Chen felt a bit embarrassed.

"Junior Brother Lin, is this how you treat your guests?"

Senior Sister Jiang is playing the victim first; what kind of guest sneaks up like that?

"I didn’t know it was Senior Sister; please, Senior Sister, don’t be angry," Lin Chen apologized.

"It’s easy to calm my anger. First, take three palms from me!"

Jiang Qing surged forward and without hesitation, struck out with a palm. She had witnessed Lin Chen’s archery, which was indeed strong, forcing her to ultimately use the Martial Path Will left by her father.

But she didn’t believe that in close combat, Junior Brother Lin could still be her opponent.

"Alright!"

Lin Chen also struck out with a palm. He understood that Senior Sister Jiang wanted to spar with him.

Their palms clashed, and a turbulent wind rippled out. Lin Chen stood unmoved, while Jiang Qing stepped back half a step.

"You... you... I don’t want to fight anymore."

Seeing Lin Chen standing there with a serious expression, Jiang Qing suddenly lost the desire to spar.

Initially, she thought that while Junior Brother Lin’s archery was impressive, possibly due to his intense practice in recent times, he would be inferior in close combat, especially since her Water Cloud Palm was perfected, and she had opened twenty-two acupoints.

But after that palm exchange, she felt as if she had hit a steel plate, the counterforce nearly knocking the breath out of her, forcing her to step back.

With such close combat prowess, why practice archery?

"Junior Brother Lin, how many acupoints have you opened?"

"Ashamed to say, I have just opened seventeen acupoints."

"Has anyone ever told you, Junior Brother Lin, that your modesty is really infuriating?"