Visiting the Strength Clan (3)

As he spoke, he exaggeratedly waved his arm.

Tai Nuo, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow and snapped, "You brat! How dare you ask about Young Master Lin's Soul Skill? You have no manners!"

Lin Chen smiled faintly and put down his teacup.

"It's not that mysterious. It's just not the right time to use it yet. When the time comes, I'll give you a proper look."

Tai Long was taken aback at first, then slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I knew it! It must be too powerful for them to bother using!"

The adoration in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Those who fight opponents with Bronze Soul Fighter or Silver Soul Fighter don't even need to use their Fourth Soul Skill. That's what you call a strong person!

Compared to that, getting beaten up by Tang San in close combat doesn't seem so shameful anymore... right?

"Hey Lin Chen, since we're free right now, how about we have a little sparring session?"

Tai Long jumped to his feet, rubbing his hands together, "I know I'll be crippled the moment you use your Soul Skill. Let's not use Soul Skill, let's just fight hand-to-hand! I want to see how much I'm lacking compared to a real master. We'll stop when we've made our point! Absolutely stop when we've made our point!"

He was afraid Lin Chen wouldn't agree, so he looked at him expectantly.

Tai Nuo cursed "nonsense" again, but then leaned back in his chair with his teacup, clearly acquiescing.

Several blacksmiths passing by in the courtyard stopped and gathered around when they heard the words "sparring match," their eyes filled with excitement to see what was going on.

The people of the Strength Clan are all fond of martial arts.

Xiao Wu sat beside him, munching on fruit from the fruit platter, watching with a smile, without offering any advice. She knew Lin Chen's limits; although Tai Long seemed reckless, he wasn't a bad person.

Lin Chen shook his head helplessly and stood up. "Alright, that's enough."

"Alright!" Tai Long was overjoyed. He jumped to the open space in the center of the yard, stretching his arms and legs, his bones cracking. He was tall and strong, standing there like a small mountain, his muscles taut, exuding the explosive power unique to Power Attack System Soul Master.

"Lin Chen, watch out!" Before the words were even finished, he pushed off with his foot, causing the ground to tremble slightly, and charged forward, fist in hand.

Without the aid of Soul Skill, the sheer power of his physical body was still formidable, his punches whipping up dust from the ground. The Strength Clan possessed innate divine strength, and close-quarters combat was their forte.

Lin Chen stood still, motionless.

He only slightly turned his body when the fist was almost upon him. This seemingly simple turn of the body perfectly avoided the blow.

Tai Long's punch missed, his center of gravity shifted, and his body leaned forward. Lin Chen seized the opportunity with his left hand, hooking his wrist with his fingertips and gently pulling him to the side.

"Go!" The force wasn't great, but it was incredibly skillful. Tai Long felt a numbness in his wrist, and all his strength seemed to dissipate. He staggered several steps to the side from the force of his forward momentum, almost falling to the ground.

"Excellent skill!" A blacksmith nearby couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Tai Long steadied himself, a slight blush creeping across his face. He knew the other party had shown mercy.

"Again!" he roared, much more composed this time. He attacked with alternating punches, his movements steady and powerful, carrying the unique ferocity of the Strength Clan. Every move was a hard-hitting, head-on clash, without any fancy moves, relying entirely on strength and physique.

Lin Chen moved with measured steps, his figure weaving through the shadows of fists.

He used the basic techniques of the Tang Sect Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon: grabbing, seizing, hooking, and disarming. The movements were simple and practical. Although they were not as fancy as Tang San's, every move was precise to the millimeter.

Tai Long's punches looked fierce, but they couldn't even touch the hem of Lin Chen's clothes. Occasionally, Lin Chen would take a punch head-on, but he wouldn't budge.

Having been repeatedly tempered by the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and with his body nurtured by the Chaos Pearl, his physical strength had long surpassed that of other Soul Master of the same level. Even in a pure contest of strength, he was not afraid of Tai Long, a Power Attack System Battle Soul Elder.

After only ten or so moves, Tai Long was already panting heavily.

He grew increasingly frustrated with each punch. His opponent seemed to be using very little force, yet his blows missed every time, as if all his strength was hitting cotton. Occasionally, a single hit would cause his hand to ache, while his opponent acted as if nothing had happened.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Tai Long staggered back, waving his hands and panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat. "Lin Chen, I give up! I'm no match for you! Your technique is too unorthodox, and you're too strong. I couldn't even touch you." He was straightforward; he accepted defeat without hesitation.

The blacksmiths nearby nodded in agreement and began to discuss amongst themselves.

"Even Tai Long can't beat him? This young master Lin looks thin, but he's surprisingly strong."

"That technique is truly impressive; the way it neutralizes force is masterful! If we blacksmiths had that skillful technique, we could save a lot of effort."

Tai Nuo put down his teacup, stood up, and walked over.

His gaze fell on Lin Chen, tinged with a hint of inquiry. "Young Master Lin, your close-combat skills are indeed remarkable. But I'm more curious about your Chaos Prison Suppression. It's rumored to be incredibly powerful outside, that people of the same level can't even move inside. Could I... try it out?"

He scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and said, "Don't worry, I'm just testing the waters, I won't fight you. A level 58 Power Attack System Battle Soul King like me wouldn't bully a junior."

He was genuinely curious. Control System Domain Soul Skill were rare to begin with, and one that was rumored to be so extraordinary was truly unique. Even with his Soul King cultivation, and no matter how strong his domain was, he should be able to withstand it, right?

Lin Chen was speechless for a moment. These two were truly alike. He then nodded and said, "Alright then, Uncle Tai Nuo, you can experience it for yourself." He took a few steps back and stood in the center of the courtyard.

"I've narrowed the area I'm covering, just this half of the yard. Uncle can go in and try it out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the second black Soul Ring beneath Lin Chen's feet slowly lit up.

Buzz--

A very soft thud. A gray-black field silently spread out, just enough to cover half of the open space.

Within the domain, the space was enveloped in a thick amber color. Phantom chains from the abyss of the earth slowly moved through the domain, emitting soft, clattering sounds, filled with the overwhelming pressure and will-shaking power of the Chaos Prison Suppression.

Tai Nuo took a deep breath and stepped inside.

His expression changed the moment he stepped into the domain's territory.

It felt so heavy; not only my own strength and speed, but even the circulation of my Soul Power had slowed down.

It felt like being trapped in an endless abyss, with every movement consuming more and more Soul Power. The surrounding space seemed to be squeezed from all directions by an invisible giant hand, making it hard to breathe.

Moreover, it was enduring mental attacks from all directions, as if trying to pull itself into an endless abyss, and its defensive power was slowly weakening. Was this the Domain Soul Skill brought by the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?

"What a powerful domain! The rumors are indeed true." Tai Nuo roared, his Soul Power surging.

He unleashed his full power as a level 58 Battle Soul King, his earth-yellow Soul Power exploding around him, his muscles bulging, and his body growing larger.

"Open it!"

He clenched his fists and unleashed his Power Attack System Soul Power without reservation, slamming it into the surrounding domain power.

boom--

A muffled thud.

The area shook violently a few times, and ripples spread across the gray-black aura.