"Today we can finally see the legendary martial arts fanatic. I've heard he's the number one Martial Monk of Shaolin. This time, we must truly have a good look."
"Tsk tsk, Lin Chen is doomed today. The martial arts fanatic is not like those second-generation rich brats and aristocratic scoundrels. Daring to compete against him, isn't that asking for death?"
"Haha, that's what he gets for sneaking into the martial arts tournament. He's sure to be humiliated this time."
The crowd watching the tense atmosphere between the two started to gossip.
But in their hearts, no one had faith in Lin Chen. In their eyes, this was just a contest without suspense, with Lin Chen destined to be the loser.
In everyone's eyes, although Lin Chen defeated several second-generation officials and family scions, compared to the martial arts fanatic, it was like striking a stone with an egg.
