[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er":3,"chapter-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-53":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","High Martial World: Getting Strong by Grinding Er Lang Shen's Talent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2330420,4558,"Chapter 53: You Can","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-53",53,"\u003Cp>At 7:30 PM, the evening breeze was cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Tianhai No. 2 High School, everyone was in their classrooms doing evening self-study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the virtual room, all fifty students from the elite class and their martial arts teacher Zhang Cheng had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten virtual pods, plus one newly refurbished, sat quietly—eleven in total.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center, a massive screen projected a small, entirely white, empty arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the noise, Zhang Cheng crossed his arms and scanned Li Zhou, Lin Qi, and the other ten, then spoke slowly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The exchange match is about to begin. After logging into Chi Realm, go to the Tianhai official website and find the link for the martial arts exchange match.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he stepped into the brand-new virtual pod first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other ten students each entered their own pods—Lin Qi did the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Log into Chi Realm, open your personal space panel, search for the Tianhai official website, find the martial arts exchange match link, and click to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoosh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the space around him shifted and transformed; Lin Qi was pulled out and teleported to another area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he steadied himself, he looked around—he was now seated in the spectator stands, with Jiang Tao beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him stood a circular arena resembling ancient Roman architecture, painted white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this the martial arts exchange match venue? I didn’t expect it to be networked,” Jiang Tao said, amazed, glancing around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Songbai Middle School team has arrived!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Yuqi suddenly spoke, staring ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned—the opposite spectator stands suddenly materialized eleven figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven men, three women, and one male teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The men were either tall and muscular or sharp and piercing; the women were either tall and stern or lively, all gazing over with haughty expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither side spoke; both watched each other warily, the air thick with tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi spotted someone he recognized—Fast Sword!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skilled fighter he’d been matched with yesterday in Chi Realm, who wielded a lightning-fast sword and had left a faint impression on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected the man to be a student from Songbai Middle School—and now he was competing in the exchange match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could all of Songbai Middle School be this strong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made Lin Qi question Songbai’s overall combat capability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng stepped onto the arena to meet the other school’s teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their leader was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, lean and wiry, radiating a sinister aura—his energy was no weaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They shook hands warmly and introduced themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tianhai No. 2 High School, Zhang Cheng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Songbai Middle School, Cao Bin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let this exchange match prioritize friendship over competition—everyone should gain something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Naturally!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both smiled broadly, the atmosphere cheerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After turning and returning to their seats, Cao Bin’s expression instantly changed—he sneered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tianhai No. 2, let them see Songbai’s strength. Let them remember this exchange match for the rest of the month.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What level of school dares exchange martial arts with Songbai?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood, Teacher Cao!” Several students revealed cruel smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng returned, his smile vanishing instantly—like a Sichuan opera mask change—he grinned:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re representing No. 2 High School, representing all of Tianhai City.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter what, you must win—even if you have to fight to the death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, Teacher Zhang, I’ll show them something they’ve never seen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao rolled up his sleeves, grinning confidently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly—we might win all six matches, and the others won’t even need to fight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone made a confident declaration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng nodded, not dampening their spirits, but his gaze turned to the arena—he was deeply worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Songbai Middle School was the second-tier school in Bai Lu City; frankly, their overall strength far surpassed No. 2 High School’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether they could win—he had no confidence. It all depended on the students now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Martial Arts Exchange Match Rules]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Students from both schools will compete in order of the list; the school with the most wins takes victory!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Please send the first competitor to the arena!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A female AI voice echoed through the air; Lin Qi narrowed his eyes, preparing to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the rules, competitors entered in order from weakest to strongest—he was tenth, meaning he would be the first to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qi Ge, can you win?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao asked seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes,” Lin Qi nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao smiled: “I knew it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, Lin Qi vanished from his seat and appeared on the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Student Lin Qi, you have thirty seconds to prepare—select your weapon!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi looked at the panel before him and immediately chose the familiar black spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment, in the Songbai Middle School zone: “Fan Yong, smash him in the first round—show them what Songbai can do!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yong had a square face, appearing quite simple-minded; now he grinned excitedly and patted his chest: “Leave it to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he too was teleported onto the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Kai opened his mouth to speak—but Fan Yong had already entered. He sighed, his gaze heavy as he watched Lin Qi on the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s just like him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black combat suit, black spear—even his build and aura were identical, except he wasn’t wearing a black mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was exactly like the one who defeated him yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it really is him, Yong Ge is in trouble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But Fan Yong’s sword technique has broken into second rank—shouldn’t he win?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Lin, nearby, smirked wickedly: “Fan Yong is strong—if it weren’t for his low blood value and poor academic scores, he wouldn’t be ranked tenth in the grade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With his second-rank sword technique, he’ll definitely open with a win and crush their morale.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the arena\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yong wore a black-and-red combat suit, swinging a battle blade—his sword was long and wide, a horse-head saber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood nearly two meters tall, broad-shouldered, thick-armed, radiating the aura of a boulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yong’s simple face split into a grin:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid from No. 2, let you see Fan Yong’s sword technique.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi replied calmly: “A clown.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re asking for death!” Fan Yong grew angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Arena Preparation Begins!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[3, 2, 1...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[First Arena Match Begins!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yong stomped the ground, lunging forward like a rolling boulder, his saber slicing through the air with the weight of a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the same instant, Lin Qi also surged forward, his body darting, stepping in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gripped the spear with one hand, closed the distance, then clasped it with both hands, the spear tip trembling as he unleashed a powerful thrust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Lin Qi struck first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yong smiled faintly, swinging his saber—his movements steady and slow, like a mountain rising from the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised the blade from below, carving a perfectly stable arc, forming an unbreakable defensive circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Solid Rock, Unmoved!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clang! Clang~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi thrust his spear over a dozen times with astonishing arm strength—but Fan Yong’s sweeping saber blocked every strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can’t break my defense!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yong’s blade danced, immovable as a rock, his stance unshaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom boom boom~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, his movements were broad and sweeping, his power immense; each slash of his blade sent waves of fierce wind rippling through the air, as if carrying a thousand juns of force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the great spear clashed with the battle knife, a powerful counterforce rebounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clang clang~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi launched several consecutive attacks, all of which were blocked, while the rebounding force numbed his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Yong smiled triumphantly at the sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you—you can’t break my defense!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the spectator seats, Jiang Tao’s expression turned grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, Brother Qi is in trouble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This Fan Yong is strong—his knife technique has already broken through the second stage. Qi can’t penetrate his defense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao himself practiced the “Heavy Mountain Knife Art,” and he knew it intimately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he could tell: Fan Yong’s strength was extraordinary; even if he stepped onto the battlefield, he couldn’t be sure he’d win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Qi is likely to lose this first match.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Jing shook his head and voiced his opinion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s only just begun—you’re already making conclusions? What do you know?” Li Zhou retorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Jing’s face turned ashen, about to retort, when Zhang Cheng interrupted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t jump to conclusions so fast—the battle changes in an instant; don’t make any final judgments until the very end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the same on the battlefield.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng spoke in a low, firm tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others nodded and turned their attention back to the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng furrowed his brow; he had faith in Lin Qi, but he couldn’t guarantee he’d win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he could do was keep watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1438,"2026-06-20T20:27:41.493Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","50531d85a74e66510229d7e45efebf131ba64b14da8858e394e66709ca561f1d","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-54","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-52",992,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhigh-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-cover.jpg"]