My Target is You

"The Hell Training Technique is a training plan specially designed for Lin Yang by the Saint Alchemist. It involves unbearable pain for ordinary people, but the results are significant, especially in enhancing physical strength!" Mo Fan explained. 

"Ancestor, do you know this technique?" Mo Qingkuang asked without hesitation. 

"I know it." 

'Of course, I would know it. After all, I am the one who made that technique. That technique is simply unbearable for normal people. This technique is to make Lin Yang endure great suffering for great achievements. So, I designed these perverted training methods and entrusted them to the Saint Alchemist to implement.' 

'I didn't know Lin Yang could really persist through all that!' 

"I also want to learn this technique! I want to become stronger!" Mo Qingkuang said firmly. 

'Are you kidding? Lin Yang could persist because he was a chosen one! You are just a small-time villain with a thin fate. If you try this thing, you might not even survive!' 

"Give it up; you could die!" Mo Fan shook his head. 

"Ancestor! If he can do it, I can do it too! No, I can do it even better!" Mo Qingkuang's eyes were red, tightly clenching his fists. 

"Kuang Qing, what's wrong with you?" His companion, Han Yan'er, noticed Mo Qingkuang's abnormality and asked. 

"Let's talk about it after watching this." Mo Fan casually responded and disappeared. 

Mo Qingkuang also knew that now was not the time to think about these things. He said with an unpleasant expression, "It's nothing. Let's continue watching." 

On the stage, Chen Shi and Lin Yang were entangled in a fierce battle. In the confined space, they exchanged blows, fists hitting each other. 

However, perceptive individuals could see that, in reality, Chen Shi was at an absolute disadvantage. Most of his attacks were blocked by Lin Yang, while Lin Yang's fists always found their way to hit him. 

Chen Shi's clothes had numerous burning holes from the scorching temperature, and his palms were beginning to show signs of scorching. 

On the other hand, Lin Yang's palms only had some bloodstains and superficial injuries from the direct collisions. 

Chen Shi roared inwardly; 'Why did Lin Yang have such a strong physique?' 

'He hadn't even used any martial techniques! How could he consistently gain the upper hand against me, who has an earth attribute constitution?' 

'This can't continue; otherwise, I will lose!' 

'No, I can't lose! I volunteered to challenge Lin Yang. If I lose, how will Director Zheng look at me?' 

'If I lose, how will that brat Kuang Qing look at me?' 

'I am destined to be the genius who becomes the Martial Arts Champion! I am a genius who will surpass my brother!' 

'I am Chen Shi! Not just the so-called brother of Chen Kong!' 

"Ugh..." Chen Shi took a punch from Lin Yang, spat out a mouthful of blood, and took a few steps back. 

Then, with the residual true qi, he leapt high into the air, his hand forming a claw-shaped attack mid-air. "Imprisoning Hand! Dieeee!" 

He concentrated the remaining true qi, completely focusing on the execution of the Imprisoning Hand! 

"Imprisoning Hand! This madman, he hasn't even mastered it! This is a martial technique that can only be practised at the Grandmaster level!" Tang Yu exclaimed upon seeing this. 

"Imprisoning Hand! A middle-level Earth-grade martial technique from the Chen Family. It requires the Grandmaster level to be executed! How dare he?" Gu Hongyi looked at Chen Shi on the stage in disbelief. 

"Chen Shi! Stop!" The referee noticed and was shocked. How dare Chen Shi use this move! 

If he were to use it, regardless of whether he could defeat Lin Yang or not, his hand would definitely be ruined. 

For a renowned genius of the Capital City like Chen Shi, falling like this would be a loss for the whole of Central Province! 

Thinking of this, the referee moved at the fastest speed he could, rushing towards Chen Shi in an attempt to stop him. 

However, time didn't allow them to dissuade him. Chen Shi's Imprisoning Hand, carrying a violent true qi and the continuously exploding blood mist from his arm, came directly towards Lin Yang. 

Feeling the powerful attack mixed with the scent of blood, Lin Yang knew that his opponent was likely going all out, and he also knew that this time he couldn't withstand it with just his physical body like before. 

"Fire God's Fist!" Lin Yang's fists ignited fierce flames. He took a firm stance, and his entire body's true qi surged! 

The Fire God's Fist was an Earth-grade martial technique bestowed upon him by the Saint Alchemist, initially prepared to deal with Mo Qingkuang, who had obtained the 'Flower-Plucking Manual.' 

Lin Yang, with his extraordinary talent and the help of a divine-grade technique, mastered it to a certain extent in just a few days. 

Once fully mastered, this technique could almost incinerate everything! 

"Are you fighting desperately? You might be strong, but I am stronger!" Lin Yang roared. His fists, enveloped in raging flames, surged upward. 

The scorching high temperature almost turned the surrounding space into a vacuum! 

*BOOM!* 

The entire arena seemed to tremble! 

The direct confrontation between the Fire God's Fist and the Imprisoning Hand made it feel like time had frozen! 

"Who won?" This was the inner voice of everyone present. 

Lin Yang's Fire God's Fist was also not to be underestimated; it was likely a high-level martial technique! 

Both of them used high-level martial techniques to clash —who would prevail, the Imprisoning Hand or the Fire God's Fist? 

"Lin Yang won." Mo Fan gently uttered these four words, detonating in Mo Qingkuang's heart. 

As if responding to Mo Fan's words, Chen Shi's arm, which was using the Imprisoning Hand, suddenly surged! 

Instantly, it burst into countless blood mists, and he fell to the ground. 

The referee was stunned for a moment and quickly rushed to Chen Shi's side. He used his qi to block Chen Shi's acupoints, forcibly stopping the gushing blood. 

"Call a doctor! We need a doctor, quick!" 

Lin Yang slowly retracted his sore fists, shook his shoulders to alleviate the pain throughout his body, and looked at Mo Qingkuang with a cold and disdainful gaze, just as arrogantly as when he surpassed him in strength by a rank. 

The whole venue fell silent. Chen Shi, who had staked his life, unexpectedly failed, deeply shocking everyone. 

"What if a Grandmaster uses it?" Mo Qingkuang, seeing Chen Shi like this, seemed to recall his own madness when he took forbidden drugs to defeat Lin Yang. The madness, the unwillingness –he could empathize with him. 

"The result will be just like this, lightly injuring the arm or maybe becoming a crippled person. In severe cases, meridians can get ruptured and incurable injuries can also happen." Han Yan'er looked at Chen Shi, whose flesh and blood were blurry, and turned her head away, unable to bear watching. 

"Ah...the same consequence." Mo Qingkuang murmured to himself, looking at Lin Yang with a sharp gaze. 

Gu Hongyi, who had always been friendly with Chen Shi and had the utmost confidence in his strength, was in tears. A playmate from childhood, a genius admired by the public in the Capital, would become at least a cripple from today onwards. 

Gu Hongyi pushed aside the shocked crowd and came to the side of the ring, saying with hatred in her voice, "LIN YANG! You've ruined Chen Shi! Brother Chen Kong won't let you off!" 

Lin Yang looked at her puzzledly, "Chen Kong? The last Martial Arts Champion?" 

"Yes, Brother Chen Kong is about to enter the Grandmaster realm! You just wait to die!" 

"Okay, I'll wait." Lin Yang smiled, revealing his white teeth. The blood mist splattered by Chen Shi made his face, with the scar from a past disguise, appear particularly grim. 

"But my target is not Chen Kong; it's you!" Lin Yang continued to smile, pointing his finger at Mo Qingkuang.

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