Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2392: Chapter 2393: Testing Moves

This not only left Lin Chen feeling utterly bewildered but also made Bai Ning feel profoundly puzzled.

”Could it be that I misunderstood him?”

Bai Ning frowned and promptly looked elsewhere, but what he saw was a group of disciples terrified into silence.

Even those disciples who previously thrived on chaos dared not easily step forward to inform Bai Ning that the Wang Hao before them was the true culprit behind the never-ending disturbances.

After all, they wanted to continue their lives here, and wishing to stay meant they couldn’t afford to offend Wang Hao.

He was practically a tyrant here, a status created by the fearsome power he wielded, which intimidated everyone.

Hence, none of them dared to provoke him lightly.

As if jesting, should they truly offend him and be expelled by Bai Ning, with Wang Hao’s current combat prowess, those individuals wouldn’t last past a few hits before being knocked down.

No one wanted to engage in such a losing situation.

”Elder Bai, children are ignorant, please don’t hold it against them too much.”

After chastising Lin Chen, Wang Hao, seemingly noticing Bai Ning’s arrival for the first time, quickly approached him, saying with a serious face.

”Hmph, it’s uncertain yet who is right or wrong.”

With a light snort, Bai Ning swept his gaze subtly over those before him, as if searching for slight clues from their actions.

”Alas.”

Upon seeing this, Lin Chen could only sigh lightly in his heart, and looking at the scenario before him, he stepped forward, then said with great remorse: ”Elder Bai, it’s my fault; it was wrong to have just learned the Cultivation Technique from the master, mishandled my thoughts, which led to your coming. My heart is in turmoil, I promise not to do it again.”

Lin Chen supported Wang Hao’s lie.

He had no choice; if Wang Hao were kicked out, the loss wouldn’t be solely Wang Hao’s but also Lin Chen’s. Next time, after mastering this sword skill, Lin Chen might find it hard to learn anything else.

Therefore, Lin Chen had no choice but to be the scapegoat.

As long as he didn’t reveal the truth, considering the current situation among these people, they wouldn’t dare divulge even a bit.

”Really?”

”Truly!”

”Then show me again.”

It seemed Bai Ning was not easy to fool; he squinted slightly, arms crossed over his chest, and glancing at Lin Chen, he spoke calmly.

”This...is not a good idea. If I break these things again, what would happen?”

After hesitating, Lin Chen responded.

He didn’t possess Wang Hao’s mastery, and if he couldn’t control the sword skill when executing it, who knows what would happen.

Moreover, more importantly, Wang Hao had demonstrated the sword skill slowly earlier, and Lin Chen had only observed once—hardly enough to replicate it perfectly as Wang Hao had.

”No worries, go ahead and do it boldly.”

Bai Ning dismissed him with a sentence.

Though he had doubted before, now upon seeing Lin Chen’s attitude, he was more convinced that Lin Chen wasn’t the instigator of the earlier scene.

Lin Chen lowered his head, feeling a bit torn; he furrowed his brow, striving to recall every moment of the sword skill Wang Hao had showcased earlier.

In such a brief time, how could Lin Chen perform such a profound strike?

”If you can’t do it, it’s okay...”

Bai Ning’s casual remark lifted Lin Chen’s previously bowed head; Lin Chen glanced at Bai Ning.

But Bai Ning’s gaze wasn’t fixed on him; instead, it wandered between Lin Chen and Wang Hao, then he added: ”Then consider both involved, and both will be expelled.”

”No!”

Upon finishing, Wang Hao abruptly shouted, unwilling to be expelled, but unable to guide Lin Chen, lest his prior words prove false.

Now, he could only pin his hopes on Lin Chen, as Lin Chen was the one who could save him from calamity.

Lin Chen couldn’t help but smile bitterly; he had already warned Wang Hao, but Wang Hao was too engrossed to extricate himself—what was to be done?

”Give it a try.”

Lin Chen smiled bitterly, then clenched his fists.

His control over Spiritual Energy wasn’t as advanced as Wang Hao’s, but he’d made slight progress, so he tightened his fist, reflecting his resolution.

Whoosh.

Bai Ning and Wang Hao fixed their gaze on him, causing a sense of oppression; he exhaled a long breath, releasing the tension from his heart.

He then raised his hand, his right hand forming a sword gesture, appearing ordinary but his body’s Spiritual Energy began circulating, focusing solely on his right arm.

This exuded an immensely forceful aura, accompanied by a slightly unruly energy, rushing towards Lin Chen’s arm. As it was about to touch, the two streams of Spiritual Energy suddenly split apart.

As though severed by a sharp foreign object, the energy divided into two, heading towards Lin Chen’s arm.

With the influx of Spiritual Energy, Lin Chen’s face turned pale; this was due to the continuous collision between the two streams of Spiritual Energy in his hand.

This intense collision consistently tore Lin Chen’s meridians, causing him discomfort.

He gritted his teeth, concentrating fully on the two streams of Spiritual Energy, manipulating them as they collided, continuously gathering on his arm.

These two forces seemed even more tempestuous than the previous one; amid collisions, although delicate in appearance, this stream of Spiritual Energy was far more remarkable than that of Lin Chen’s earlier attempt.

Now, Lin Chen’s state was notably poor, his face pallid; if not for Lin Chen’s garments concealing, tiny beads of blood emerging on his skin would’ve been visible.

After all, the sword skill Wang Hao employed was vividly tempestuous, unlike Lin Chen’s which couldn’t be easily executed upon one viewing. It demanded a lengthy adaptation period, which Wang Hao taught him gradually.