[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback":3,"chapter-rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-105":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Rising from Obscurity: My Martial Path Comeback",{"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},2265940,4424,"Chapter 105: He Who Disgraces Others Is Forever Disgraced","rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-105",105,"\u003Cp>Around the arena, the watching students spontaneously parted to make a path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Shao Hong saw Lin Chen appear, his eyes gleamed with excitement—his goal was about to be achieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Ming, third place in the Poyang County March contest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third place didn’t mean Wu Ming was weak; in past years at Poyang County’s martial academies, his strength would have secured first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this year, Poyang County produced two prodigies who both opened nine orifices during the contest, rivaling Jiang Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that Wu Ming was weak—just that the other two were too strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Lin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Lin, knock this guy down—put an end to their arrogance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lin Chen walked forward, students from the Poyang County martial academies called out to him, filling Shao Hong’s eyes with burning envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did these academy students have such confidence in Lin Chen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do they still think this is the March contest?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Lin Chen’s current realm, what does he have to match Wu Ming with?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The higher they lift him now, the harder he’ll fall later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Lin, be careful—Flying Eagle Academy’s Eagle Claw Technique can shatter stone and split rock; its claws are as sharp as iron hooks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below the arena, Fei Hong whispered a warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Junior Fei.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen nodded and walked slowly up the arena steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flying Eagle Academy students, seeing Lin Chen’s calm, unhurried movements, grew increasingly displeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re going to fight, then fight—what’s all this delaying for?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you scared? Trying to stall for time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flying Eagle Academy students jeered one after another—they knew full well that if Lin Chen had shown up, he wasn’t afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that didn’t stop them from mocking him, hoping to disrupt his composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the March contest, the six Poyang County academies mocked each other even more viciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen stood motionless—mere trash talk, it didn’t affect him at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve heard your Clear Wind Palm is fully perfected.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Ming stared at Lin Chen, the first-place finisher of Poyang County’s March contest—someone worthy of his full attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Chen of Jing Shui Academy, nine orifices opened. Please instruct me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen spoke calmly. Wu Ming’s expression turned icy—Lin Chen had ignored his words, a clear sign of disrespect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nine orifices opened? I want to see what gives you the nerve to challenge me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furious at being ignored, Wu Ming let out a bitter laugh, his aura surging upward—especially his hands, which turned crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the peak manifestation of the Flying Eagle Claw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Fei, what do you think of this match?” Qi Fei whispered to Fei Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In realm, Wu Ming is far ahead of Senior Lin, but Senior Lin’s Clear Wind Palm is perfected—he should still have a chance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Hong then turned to Gu Shan: “Junior Gu, has Senior Lin broken through his Iron Bones Technique while training at Zhen Yue Academy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Shan shook his head helplessly: “Iron Bones Technique is extremely difficult to master, with no shortcuts. Even with Senior Lin’s exceptional martial insight, he’s barely begun it in such a short time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Shan, Fei Hong, and Qi Fei stood to one side, keeping distance from Song Yu and Shao Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three had grown wary of Song Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu had brought this opponent; after Zhang Qing was injured, he remained silent—this had left the three dissatisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were displeased with Song Yu, but toward Lin Chen, their last lingering resentment after the contest had vanished entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Senior Lin walks the extreme martial path—whether it leads anywhere, the fact remains that his realm progression has slowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they were in Senior Lin’s place, they wouldn’t have dared show up now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Regardless of win or loss, Senior Lin is, in my eyes, the undisputed top senior among the Eight Academies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Hong spoke slowly; Lin Chen’s appearance had just rescued him from embarrassment, and he felt deep gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Gu Shan and Qi Fei looked startled—Fei Hong was the undisputed top senior of Iron Blood Academy this year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iron Blood Academy had always led the Eight Academies; for Fei Hong to say this, the two knew Lin Chen had fully won him over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But upon reflection, they understood why he’d said it: if they’d been the ones preparing to fight, knowing Wu Ming had opened eleven orifices and found themselves trapped between advance and retreat, and if Senior Lin had appeared to rescue them, they too would have felt profound gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t about power—it was about being won over by Senior Lin’s character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the arena, Lin Chen stared at Wu Ming’s crimson palms, his eyes narrowing slightly. Though he’d ignored Wu Ming’s words, that didn’t mean he underestimated him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleven orifices opened, Flying Eagle Claw partially perfected—this demanded his full effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So stupid—he’s giving Wu Senior time to gather his Iron Claws!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below the arena, Zhu Tao smirked. Lin Chen hadn’t moved first. The Flying Eagle Claw was powerful, but had a weakness: before reaching perfection, it required channeling all strength into the claws, leaving a brief window of vulnerability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the March contest, the two who defeated Wu Senior had denied him that time—otherwise, the outcome might’ve been different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Tao didn’t think Lin Chen was arrogant—he believed Lin Chen simply didn’t know this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad! Senior Lin doesn’t know the Flying Eagle Claw’s weakness!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Hong, seeing Lin Chen standing still, suddenly remembered—and was about to warn him—when Wu Ming, having completed his buildup, struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get off the arena!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Ming roared, his hands now like red-hot irons, palms turning to claws. Two crimson afterimages remained where he stood as he lunged forward like a falcon toward Lin Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where his claws passed, the air screamed with tearing wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eleven orifices combined with partially perfected Flying Eagle Claw—its power was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen stepped back, avoiding Wu Ming’s descending claws, but the claw wind still sliced through his clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Afraid to face me head-on? Where’s your perfected Clear Wind Palm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lin Chen retreat, Wu Ming sneered and pressed forward again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Lin Chen didn’t retreat. Earlier, he’d held back because he didn’t know the full strength of the Flying Eagle Claw—but now he knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As you wish!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen now struck forward with his Clear Wind Palm. Wu Ming, seeing this, smiled—his claws curled like eagles, fingers bending again as red light flared at his fingertips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Slap!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, every student’s eyes locked onto the clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Whoosh!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, the Flying Eagle Academy side erupted in shocked murmurs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This can’t be!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Tao’s mouth hung open—he couldn’t believe what he saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In contrast, after a brief stunned silence, students from Poyang County’s martial academies burst into thunderous cheers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Boom!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deafening crash—Lin Chen’s palm met Wu Ming’s twin claws. Lin Chen stood firm, unmoved; Wu Ming staggered backward several steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking down at the blood dripping from his fingertips, Wu Ming’s smug expression vanished, replaced by utter disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only he knew what he’d just experienced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before his claws touched Lin Chen’s palm, he’d felt a terrifying gale—like wind blades slicing toward his fingertips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he not pulled back fast, his fingers would’ve been severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… how is this possible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Hong’s eyes widened like copper bells—his envy toward Lin Chen instantly replaced by shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen had only opened nine orifices—how could he defeat Wu Ming?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The advantage of a perfected Clear Wind Palm shrinks the further you go, as everyone’s technique mastery improves, and each newly opened orifice widens the gap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew it—when Senior Lin said ‘this man’s strength isn’t below mine,’ it said everything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only ones not shocked were Cheng Ying, Zhao Jingchuan, and Lu Yongfeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, Fu Ang muttered to himself: “Was Senior Lin’s sincere tone fake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want to believe it—but the reality on the arena forced him to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that all you’ve got?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen’s light voice rang out. Wu Ming looked up in shock—only to see a palm descending like a deer’s antler, landing squarely on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Puff!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying palm force sent Wu Ming spitting blood, his face instantly pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lin Chen didn’t stop—he struck again, another palm landing on Wu Ming’s shoulder. Everyone heard the crisp snap of breaking bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Tao roared from below—but this time, it was Fei Hong who answered him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“On the arena, until one side yields, the match isn’t over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu Senior has yielded!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Tao was frantic—was Wu Senior unwilling to yield? No—it was Lin Chen who was too cruel. Every time Wu Senior opened his mouth to speak, Lin Chen slammed a palm into his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Senior’s mouth filled with blood—he couldn’t speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One palm, two palms, three palms!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three strikes landed on Wu Ming’s left shoulder, right shoulder, and back; Lin Chen then withdrew his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did it on purpose, denying Wu Ming any chance to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when Wu Ming collapsed like mud onto the ground did Lin Chen finally stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eagles Martial Hall disciples wore angry expressions, but as Lin Chen’s gaze swept over them, none dared meet his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The two-county sparring match requires students from Yanshan County’s martial hall to come to Poyang County’s Martial Garden for exchange—we welcome this. But if you come with other intentions, remember this: those who insult others will always be insulted in return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those words, Lin Chen stepped down from the arena, and the surrounding students quickly cleared a path for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Senior Brother Lin was no longer just the top senior of Jing Shui Martial Hall this year—he was the top senior of all eight martial halls in Poyang County this year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For years, the eight martial halls had competed fiercely; no matter how talented a student from one hall became, students from the others never acknowledged him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today, these students were humbled by Lin Chen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only because of his strength, but because of the words he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen returned to his original spot, called out, and Lu Yongfeng and the other two immediately followed. Fu Ang hesitated, then joined them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most thrilling match was over; staying here no longer held any meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Fei watched Lin Chen and the others leave, then spoke to Fei Hong and Gu Shan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Hong shook his head. Senior Brother Lin had helped him out of a bind; he owed him a debt, and he must repay it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhu Tao, I’m curious—our Poyang County martial halls and your Yanshan County martial hall have never had any past grudges. Even this year’s county match is arranged by the Wuzheng Office. Why did you strike so brutally?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Hong’s sudden question made the departing martial hall students halt, and they suddenly realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, they’d only thought the Eagles Martial Hall students were arrogant. But now, upon reflection, there seemed no deep hatred between the two sides. Even as rivals, they shouldn’t have struck so viciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Hong, standing nearby, turned pale at Fei Hong’s question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In martial combat, defeat means inferior skill—there’s nothing to say.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Tao naturally wouldn’t reveal the true reason. Fei Hong expected this, but since he’d asked, he had a way to force Zhu Tao to speak the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The six clinics in Poyang County are all owned by the Zhang family. Do you think they’ll treat Wu Ming?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Fei family has some influence in the county. I can’t do much else, but I can make sure your Eagles Martial Hall students can’t hire a single carriage. So are you planning to carry Wu Ming all the way back to Yanshan County like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A threat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Hong’s blunt threat made the Eagles Martial Hall disciples furious, yet the Poyang County martial hall students didn’t think Fei Hong had gone too far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Tao’s face shifted constantly. Senior Brother Wu was badly injured and needed immediate treatment; any delay might cause him to miss the upcoming county match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Senior Brother Wu’s treatment was delayed, not only would the hall master punish him, but the Wu family would also come after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to that, the promise from that family meant nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Brother Fei, this isn’t right. If word gets out, won’t it make Poyang County martial artists look uncouth?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Hong couldn’t stay silent any longer and spoke up anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean, Senior Shao? Are you offering to treat Wu Ming? If so, I won’t stop you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Hong stared coldly at Shao Hong, who shuddered. He suddenly realized the other students were now looking at him with suspicion and confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he truly took Wu Ming for treatment, he’d be condemned by everyone in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trapped between two evils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you want to know, I’ll tell you—before we came to Poyang County, the He family approached us and ordered us to strike hard at Lin Chen. Are you satisfied now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Shao Hong struggled, Zhu Tao blurted out the truth. He didn’t know why the He family targeted Lin Chen, nor did he know Shao Hong was involved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The He family?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many students looked bewildered; several had never been to Yanshan County and had never heard of the He family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The He family? If I recall correctly, Senior Shao, one of your sisters married into the Yanshan County He family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Shan paused, then spoke—his words sent shockwaves through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many Qingfeng Martial Hall students stared at Shao Hong in disbelief. They couldn’t believe Senior Shao had conspired with an outside county to undermine Senior Brother Lin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the He family having a grudge against Senior Brother Lin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one present believed it. Everyone in the county knew Lin Chen’s background—a fisherman’s family from a tiny village, someone who’d likely never left Poyang County in his life. He couldn’t possibly have angered the He family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Hong wasn’t surprised by the answer—he’d already suspected it, which was why he pressed Zhu Tao so hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fei Hong, Gu Shan, and Qi Fei left together, followed by students from three other martial halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qingfeng Martial Hall students fell silent for a moment, then ignored Shao Hong entirely and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their eyes, no matter what grudges existed between Senior Brother Lin and their own hall, or how much shame it brought upon their hall, it was still an internal Poyang County matter. But now, facing Yanshan County, they must stand united.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Shao, you should go home and discuss this with your father.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu warned the pale-faced Shao Hong. Though this was just a dispute among juniors, under these circumstances, word spreading would affect the Shao family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Brothers, in seven days since the novel went live, I’ve published 90,000 characters. It’s the end of the month—I know you all have monthly votes. My goal this month is 5,000 monthly votes; I guarantee 10,000 characters daily until month-end. Please lend me one monthly vote for the end of the month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2511,"2026-06-19T20:25:56.550Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c6aa7ed6ffd548097dba02d54d816674deb87cd3364f570bc76840c41ba63392","rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-106","rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-104",591,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-cover.jpg"]