He Xin didn't like Dong Hu at all, a fact known to everyone.

Yet Dong Hu had an incredibly thick skin and had always claimed publicly that He Xin was his girlfriend.

Because of this, He Xin was both ashamed and annoyed, but she was helpless to do anything about it.

The martial arts school in Peach Blossom Village had an unwritten rule that no one dared to show even the slightest affection for He Xin in Dong Hu's presence, otherwise they would face his brutal retaliation.

Even though many years had passed, the very mention of Dong Hu still frightened many people because of this rule.

Today, in front of Dong Hu, Lin Chen unexpectedly declared that He Xin was his girlfriend and even said that he had kissed He Xin, which was practically a death wish.

However, He Xin was unusually cooperative with Lin Chen today, allowing him to wrap his arms around her slender waist. She did not resist, and even rested her head on Lin Chen's shoulder, looking like a real couple.

Dong Hu's face had already turned as dark as it could be, and his bloodthirsty eyes even carried a hint of icy murderous intent.

"Lin Chen, it seems you're really tired of living," Dong Hu said, his face distorted as he walked toward Lin Chen.

He Xiong's expression also turned ugly. The fight hadn't even started and his own people were already squabbling. Just as he was about to intervene, a round of applause came from the doorway, "Haha, I didn't expect to see such an exciting scene on this visit. What a melodramatic plot, I love it."

Everyone turned to look at the doorway, where a few young men in black outfits followed a tall and large man inside.

The large man in black was in his twenties, towering and burly, with a fierce look on his face, his body exuding a strong evil qi.

Hearing the big man's words, Dong Hu stopped in his tracks, giving Lin Chen a vicious glare, "Kid, you're lucky. I'll settle the score with you after the competition."

The opponents had already come knocking, and if Dong Hu continued to hassle Lin Chen, it would seem excessive, so after warning Lin Chen, he stood behind He Xiong.

Lin Chen shrugged, making a nonchalant gesture. He was no longer the Lin Chen who could be bullied by others; he had never taken Dong Hu seriously from the start.

He Xiong narrowed his eyes when he saw the newcomers, but a smile appeared on his face as he shook hands with the tall man, "I was wondering who it was. Turns out it's Master Chen Biao."

The two men gripped each other's hands tightly as if they were long-lost buddies.

However, after their hands clasped, they didn't let go, each exerting force covertly.

Although both men wore smiles on their faces, they were both straining, veins bulging on their arms.

The atmosphere in the room became instantly tense as everyone could see the two school masters were secretly competing.

As the seconds ticked by, both men's faces grew red, even somewhat distorted.

But very quickly, Lin Chen noticed that He Xiong was starting to falter.

Chen Biao practiced the hard arts, so naturally his strength was superior to He Xiong's, who relied on speed and clever techniques to win.

Initially, He Xiong could hold his ground against the other, but as time passed, he was clearly no match for Chen Biao, and now He Xiong was at the end of his strength, visibly struggling.

"Have you two had enough? Even if you're fooling around, there's a time and place for it. Staring at each other so tenderly for so long, are you trying to torture us single folks?" an abrupt voice suddenly shattered the heavy atmosphere.

"Pfft!" Upon hearing this voice, many people laughed out loud, and all eyes fell on Lin Chen, the source of the comment.

Is this guy an idiot? He didn't notice that the two gym owners were secretly competing in arm strength.

Dong Hu looked at Lin Chen with disdain: "Kid, are you stupid or what? The gym owners are having a secret contest, why are you spouting nonsense?"

"You're the stupid one. Two grown men, holding each other's hands, not saying a word, faces all red, if there's nothing sneaky going on, would they be this worked up at just meeting each other?" Lin Chen said disdainfully.

Hearing Lin Chen's words, the two competing gym owners quickly let go of each other's hands and stepped back, looking at one another with disdain.

Homosexual implications were a humiliation for martial artists; Lin Chen's words were so clear that if the two didn't let go now, they might really be misunderstood by others.

At that moment, He Xiong breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lin Chen gratefully. He had almost reached his limit, and if Lin Chen hadn't intervened, he would have been humiliated today.

Chen Biao, however, had a somewhat gloomy face. He had been close to making He Xiong lose face completely with just a bit more effort, but that idiot came out of nowhere and messed up his carefully laid plans, which made him furious.

"And who is this?" Chen Biao said, giving Lin Chen a meaningful look.

Aside from He Xiong, he thought nothing of anyone from Taohua Village gym, but this Lin Chen, he actually couldn't see through him.

"This is Lin Chen, a friend of my sister, and also someone from our Taohua Village," He Xiong introduced with an awkward smile.

"Oh, no wonder. Young brother, you have a good physique. How about you come to our Dongliu Village gym? We have a Yellow-Rank Qi Refinement Cultivation Technique," Chen Biao said with a smile.

Chen Biao's remark was very sly, as throwing out the offer of a Yellow-Rank Qi Refinement Cultivation Technique was clearly meant to disturb the minds of the people from Taohua Village gym.

Sure enough, many people showed strange expressions on their faces, and even Dong Hu, standing at the side, looked slightly moved.

To Lin Chen, a Yellow-Rank Qi Refinement Cultivation Technique was trash, but to the martial artists of Taohua Village, it was an irresistible temptation.

"Yellow-Rank Cultivation Technique? What is that, some big deal? After practicing it, will you be able to move heaven and earth, perform Sword Flight?" Lin Chen asked with a look of longing.

Listening to Lin Chen, Chen Biao forced a smile and said, "That's not possible, but..."

"So it's trash then. I don't have time to learn that," Lin Chen interrupted before Chen Biao could finish touting the advantages of the Yellow-Rank Cultivation Technique.

Chen Biao's face turned uglier as he had thought that mentioning his Yellow-Rank Cultivation Technique would cause a sensation, but instead, it was treated as trash and outright dismissed.

"Alright, Gym Leader Chen, you didn't come here just to chat, did you? It's getting late, let's discuss the martial arts competition," He Xiong intervened, breaking the somewhat awkward atmosphere.

Chen Biao glared fiercely at Lin Chen before saying, "Let's stick to the old rules, three from each side, three rounds to decide the winner by holding the fort."

"Good, we'll arrange our fighters now. You should also get your people ready," He Xiong nodded and replied.

"We don't need to prepare. To deal with you trash, I alone am enough," a tall and skinny young man stepped forward and said arrogantly.

"What did you say?" He Xiong's face darkened in an instant.

The other side was calling the entire Taohua Village gym trash, which was way too arrogant and excessive.

Dong Hu couldn't hold back any longer and stepped up: "Kid, who do you think you are? Believe it or not, I'll kick your head in."

The tall, skinny young man looked at Dong Hu with disdain: "To deal with a dumbass like you, ten moves are more than enough."