At the banquet, Zhang Sanfeng called Lin Chen out.

"Do you have something for me, Mr. Zhang?" Lin Chen asked curiously.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Lin Chen with some apology, "Indeed, there's a bit of trouble."

"Is someone unhappy with you taking me to the martial arts tournament?" Lin Chen laughed.

Zhang Sanfeng gave Lin Chen a meaningful look, "You're very clever. Yes, indeed, someone is unhappy, and they have already come to us."

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Then I'll beat him until he's convinced."

He definitely had to go to the World Martial Arts Tournament. Although Ah Shi told him it was dangerous there, Lin Chen also knew there would be news of Xiaohua, so he would not give up.

Hearing Lin Chen's confident words, Zhang Sanfeng nodded, "Haha, I knew I wasn't wrong about you, I like it."

Lin Chen asked calmly, "Who is it that came?"

Zhang Sanfeng said, "He's a Shaolin disciple called Wuchi!"

Wuchi!

Just from the name, one could tell this guy is crazy about martial arts.

Zhang Sanfeng said seriously, "Lin Chen, this Wuchi is not ordinary, his strength is not weak, and this guy is extremely obsessed with martial arts, often challenging the major hidden masters, and so far has never been defeated."

"Never been defeated?" Lin Chen's eyes narrowed.

China has a cloud of hidden masters, and the fact that this guy has never been defeated shows how powerful he is.

Zhang Sanfeng said in a deep voice, "Every year, China's martial arts tournament has a strong master take a young disciple to participate, and this opportunity rotates. This year, it happened to be my turn, and among the young disciples in China, I chose you. There's inherently nothing wrong with that, but I didn't expect this Wuchi to cause a ruckus at the Martial Arts Alliance headquarters, blocking the entrance and even putting up a banner accusing me of taking your money."

Lin Chen felt speechless after hearing this, this guy is simply a clown, playing these tricks of putting up banners and blocking the entrance.

With his disturbance, the martial arts world was in an uproar, so I have to trouble you.

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I'll teach him a good lesson for you."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and nodded, "Give him a harsh lesson, so that bald monk won't boast about training a lunatic in front of me every day."

"Rest assured, leave it to the junior to handle it flawlessly."

The next day, outside a section of the Great Wall in the suburbs of Beijing, hundreds of cars were parked by the ruins of the Great Wall, surrounded by people.

And all these people came to watch the battle between Lin Chen and Wuchi.

Although Lin Chen has recently become well-known, these people did not have high expectations for him.

In fact, many came specifically to see how Wuchi would teach Lin Chen a lesson.

Wuchi can be said to be a legend in the martial arts world, he has challenged every strong hidden sect in China and maintained a perfect winning record.

It can be said that among his peers, Wuchi has no opponents and already finds it lonely at the top.

This World Martial Arts Tournament he originally thought Zhang Sanfeng would take him, but he ended up choosing Lin Chen.

China's martial arts no longer satisfied him, he wanted to challenge the world's martial arts masters, hence he sought out Zhang Sanfeng to participate in the martial arts tournament.

But Zhang Sanfeng directly refused.

This martial arts tournament is about discussing the development of martial arts for the next decade, and if Wuchi were to go, given his character, he would definitely be a ticking time bomb.

Unexpectedly, Wuchi actually put up a banner and blocked the entrance to the Martial Arts Alliance.

Zhang Sanfeng had no choice but to discuss the duel with Lin Chen.

Therefore, from the perspective of public opinion, many uninformed onlookers believed Lin Chen had no real skills.

Through bribery, he had taken the opportunity that originally belonged to Wuchi to participate in the martial arts tournament.

Lin Chen sat on the Great Wall, calmly playing Go with Zhang Sanfeng.

"Old Zhang, let me go, I still have to duel with Wuchi soon."

"Wait, one more game, I refuse to believe I can't beat you." Zhang Sanfeng said with a face full of frustration.

Zhang Sanfeng's Go skills are very deep, those world Go champions can only admit defeat in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

But today, Zhang Sanfeng has met his match.

The two had already played three games continuously on the Great Wall, and Lin Chen had won easily each time.

This hit Zhang Sanfeng hard, so he insisted on playing another game with Lin Chen.

But at this time, suddenly someone called out, "Wuchi is here."

They saw a figure weave through the rocks like a civet, not coming from the broken section of the Great Wall, but directly climbing up from the wall.

Such a steep wall, even with assistance, is very difficult, but Wuchi climbed it faster than running on flat ground, two or three jumps and he was on the Great Wall.

"So strong!"

Seeing Wuchi's actions, many were amazed.

Many observant people noticed that every rock Wuchi stepped on had already crumbled into fragments.

This was enough to show Wuchi's formidable strength.

Standing at the top of the Great Wall, Wuchi's face did not change, and his heartbeat remained steady. His gaze directly fell on Zhang Sanfeng, who was playing Go.

"Old Zhang, where's that kid named Lin Chen? Don't tell me he's too scared to show up."

"Go, go, don't you see I'm in the middle of a game?" Zhang Sanfeng was indecisive, impatiently said.

Wuchi was stunned for a moment, Zhang Sanfeng's Go skills are very famous, he had never been defeated, but seeing his expression, he seemed to be in a bind.

He got closer to look and was dumbfounded, the game was completely one-sided.

Who could it be that managed to play Zhang this bad?

Sitting across from Zhang Sanfeng was a young lad in his twenties.

This time Wuchi was truly obsessed, even his master, Dao Fa Monk, said that in terms of Go, no one could beat Zhang Laodao.

But looking at the current scenario, Zhang Sanfeng was obviously about to lose.

Finally, Zhang Sanfeng placed a white piece on the Go board.

Lin Chen smiled faintly, picked up a black piece, and placed it gently, "Mr. Zhang, you lost."

Looking at the board, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh, "High, high, I admit."

Wow, this kid is amazing, managing to make this never-say-die old Daoist admit it.

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Alright, it seems that idiot is here, time for the duel."

Blah!

Wuchi was so angry he nearly spat blood.

"What idiot, it's Wuchi!" Wuchi couldn't help but correct.

Lin Chen stood up and smiled faintly, "Close enough, damn it, if we're going to duel let's duel, why choose the Great Wall, it's cold as hell."

Wuchi snorted, "So you're Lin Chen?"

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Yes, it's me."

"Hmph, how are you qualified to represent the younger generation of China in the martial arts tournament?" Wuchi said coldly.

Lin Chen chuckled, "You'll know whether I'm qualified or not after the fight."

At this moment, the Great Wall was already surrounded by many people, and those who came to watch were formidable martial artists.

After all, the martial arts world has always been hidden from the public, and if too many people came, it might attract attention from ordinary people, causing unnecessary trouble.

These people looked at the two standing at the top of the Great Wall, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

This duel might be the pinnacle battle of the younger generation in China.