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Liu Chaowu smiled without saying a word.
In the courtyard, Zhou Hongmeng spoke proudly, "Come on, I can let you take three moves first."
"No need. I'll defeat you within three seconds," Lin Yin replied with a faint smile.
"You're just afraid you can't do it," Zhou Hongmeng retorted angrily, then charged directly at Lin Yin, unable to tolerate Lin Yin's calm demeanor any longer.
Lin Yin's lips curled slightly as she moved; her steps were as fluid as flowing clouds, her movements like water, leaving only an afterimage in the air.
Zhou Hongmeng was momentarily stunned, lost in thought for a second, then felt a chill run down her back. But it was too late; a force struck her from behind, causing her to stumble and fall flat on her face, landing in a most embarrassing manner.
Zhou Hongmeng lay on the ground, unable to regain her senses for a long time.
"I told you, I only need three seconds to defeat you. You're not my opponent, nor will you ever be my master's opponent," Lin Yin chuckled lightly.
Everyone was caught off guard by this sudden turn of events.
This was a complete domination, an unrelenting crushing defeat, akin to the gap between a university student and a kindergarten child.
"What... how is this girl so strong? Her speed is incredible!" Among those present were martial artists; outsiders watched for entertainment while insiders recognized the skill. No one would consider Lin Yin's victory an accident. The speed with which she struck was simply astonishing. Even some Inner Strength Experts present widened their eyes in shock.
Zhou Zhi snapped back to reality and hurried to help his granddaughter up.
Zhou Hongmeng's expression was filled with indignation. She was a proud person, and returning home to participate in the Martial Arts Competition was meant to bring her fame. Now, before the competition had even begun, she had lost face in front of national martial arts seniors and peers.
"Don't look at me like that. If you can't handle losing, then you shouldn't have challenged me in the first place; I didn't ask to spar with you," Lin Yin said dismissively with a smile.
Though Zhou Hongmeng felt furious inside, there was nothing she could do; losing was losing, no matter how much she didn't want to admit it.
Zhou Zhi felt heartbroken for his granddaughter. He looked at Lin Yin and then at Liu Chaowu.
"Old Liu, you're being unfair. This girl's skills are extraordinary; she must have an impressive background. Even among our Huaxia's Seven Great Martial Arts Families, there aren't many who are this powerful. Could she be from a hidden family or sect?" Zhou Zhi said solemnly. He needed to salvage some face for his granddaughter; if Lin Yin truly belonged to a Hidden Sect, then losing wouldn't be shameful for his granddaughter.
"I already said your granddaughter is no match for Mr. Jiang's disciple. If you don't believe me, what can I do? It was just a sparring session; no one got hurt. Let's leave it at that," Liu Chaowu replied with a smile, unwilling to delve further into Jiang Chen's matters.
"Old Liu, don't change the subject. I'm asking about her background!" Zhou Zhi pressed again.
"She is Mr. Jiang's disciple," Liu Chaowu stated simply. He genuinely didn't know much about Lin Yin other than that she was Jiang Chen's disciple.
As for Jiang Chen's background, he knew little; he only knew that he was the grandson of the Zhou family from Hangcheng and that his relationship with them wasn't very good. Liu Chaowu had originally wanted to curry favor with the Zhou family but abandoned that idea after learning about the grievances between the Zhou family and Jiang Chen's mother—he didn't want to flatter someone only to end up stepping on their toes.
However, one thing was clear: Jiang Chen did not have an illustrious background; both of his parents were ordinary people whom Liu Chaowu had met before. As for why Jiang Chen was so formidable, that was beyond Liu Chaowu's speculation or daring assumptions.
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