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"By the way, this young man, is he also your classmate, Liu Heng?" Noticing Jiang Chen following them, Zhang Chong finally acknowledged him and asked casually.
"This is my master," Lin Yin replied directly.
Zhang Chong was taken aback but quickly regained his composure and smiled, "I wonder in what aspect your master excels? To be your master, they must possess remarkable talent in some field."
"My master excels in every aspect," Lin Yin said proudly.
"Oh, that truly is impressive. I can't tell at all. I wonder how skilled Your Master is in martial arts?" Zhang Chong elongated his tone, clearly unimpressed.
Just as Lin Yin was about to respond, Jiang Chen interjected, "It's nothing to boast about; we are here specifically to experience the Feitian Sect Martial Arts Academy today."
Hearing her master say this, Lin Yin decided not to argue further. However, Jiang Chen's modest words did lighten Zhang Chong's mood considerably.
"Then let's go in together and see. Our Feitian Sect has been established for seven hundred years. In Huaxia, there are very few sects with a deeper foundation than ours. Everyone who joins our Feitian Sect is undoubtedly a martial arts prodigy," Zhang Chong declared proudly. The strength of a sect naturally reflects on its disciples.
"Seven hundred years of establishment indeed speaks to a long history. I wonder how many disciples Feitian Sect has recruited since entering the world these past few months?" Jiang Chen asked. Although Qin Xiaoya often reported to him about the Hidden Sect's situation, it would be better to understand it from an observer's perspective since he was here.
Zhang Chong found Jiang Chen's question somewhat odd but answered haughtily to show off the superiority of Feitian Sect's disciples in front of the beautiful girl, "We have only recruited over fifty disciples so far. This year, we plan to recruit just one hundred disciples, with ninety percent of them being no older than twelve years old. So, those who become our disciples are truly exceptional martial arts talents."
Jiang Chen smiled noncommittally. This year marked the first year of the Hidden Sect entering the world; recruiting one hundred disciples wasn't too many but also not insignificant.
After wandering around the Feitian Sect Martial Arts Academy for a while, they found that due to time constraints, the martial arts training facilities in the Martial Arts Hall were rather rudimentary. However, the newly recruited disciples were enthusiastic and energetic—most were around ten years old, both boys and girls—practicing the basic leg techniques of Feitian Sect under the guidance of outer disciples.
Inside the Martial Arts Hall, there were hardly any inner disciples present from Feitian Sect; as for the sect leader and elders, they certainly wouldn't appear here. Currently, all the leaders and elders of the Hidden Sect, along with some exceptionally talented inner disciples, were receiving instruction from Chen Qizhi and Lou Yijing in Shanghai. Although spiritual energy on Earth was currently thin, it was essential for them to grasp the foundational cultivation techniques first.
"Miss, have you seen enough? Don't you want to become a member of our Feitian Sect now?" Zhang Chong asked with a smile.
"I don't want to," Lin Yin replied flatly.
"You don't want to?" Zhang Chong was momentarily stunned before seemingly realizing something. "It seems you haven't witnessed our true strength at Feitian Sect. Those are just new recruits; they aren't even outer disciples. Watching them practice is naturally dull. However, I can demonstrate our sect's unique skills for you."
Lin Yin smiled dismissively, clearly unimpressed.
The disdain from such a beautiful girl left Zhang Chong feeling unsettled; as a disciple of Feitian Sect, he couldn't bear being looked down upon like this.
"Our Feitian Sect is named 'Flying Sky,' and our greatest strength lies in our lightness skill. Among all Hidden Sects, if we say ours is second best in lightness skill, no one would dare claim to be first. Watch closely; today I'll show you what 'Flying Sky' really means." With a serious tone, Zhang Chong pushed off from the wall and began walking along it effortlessly.
The new disciples practicing their skills watched in awe, clapping their hands and filled with envy.
"Lin Yin, although Brother Zhang Chong isn't an inner disciple, he's a top-notch expert among the outer disciples. It's very likely he'll enter the inner sect within a few years. This technique is called Wall-Crawling Gecko. I've seen him do it; he can climb up even the ancient city walls in the city. It's incredible!" Liu Heng said, his voice brimming with admiration.
The martial arts of the Hidden Sect were nothing short of miraculous to ordinary people; otherwise, such a grand wave of martial enthusiasm wouldn't have erupted in just a few months.
Brother Zhang Chong effortlessly climbed up to a ten-meter-high beam along the wall and waved down at everyone below, looking quite pleased with himself.
"Brother Zhang Chong, you're amazing!"
"Brother Zhang Chong is my idol! When will I be that impressive?" the excited kids exclaimed.
Zhang Chong stayed on the beam for a few seconds before climbing back down along the wall.
"How was that? Did you all get an eye-opener today?" He approached Lin Yin again, a smug smile on his face.
"This is flying? You think I haven't seen flying before? What you did is merely wall-running," Lin Yin replied with a faint smile, her tone dismissive.
"Why are you so arrogant? True flying skills can only be performed by the elders and the sect leader of our Feitian Sect. What I did is indeed wall-running, but it's still an impressive skill. If you join our Feitian Sect and train diligently for ten years, you might reach my level," Zhang Chong said coldly. Although Lin Yin was beautiful, her lack of manners displeased him greatly.
"Master, I'm hungry. Let's go eat outside," Lin Yin suddenly turned to Jiang Chen and said.
Her inexplicable reaction made Zhang Chong feel humiliated; it was nothing short of blatant disregard.
"Alright, we've finished our tour. Let's go," Jiang Chen smiled.
"You haven't answered my question yet; you can't leave," Zhang Chong blocked Lin Yin's way and said in a deep voice.
"My silence is the best answer. Move aside; you can't stop me, so why bother?" Lin Yin replied with a faint smile.
"Heh, you think I can't stop you? Young lady, you're quite arrogant. I'm only giving you a chance to join our Feitian Sect because of Brother Liu Heng's sake. Don't be ungrateful," Zhang Chong said, his anger turning into mockery.
"If you don't move aside, I'll let you experience what true flying feels like," Lin Yin sneered.
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