He shook his hands and looked at Nangong Lin, waiting for his answer, hoping that he would stand up and speak for him.

"Brother Lin is right. I think so too. But how do you want to prove it? After all, Patriarch Chen is not wrong. How can people without spiritual roots practice?"

Nangong Lin also stared at Lin Tian with a serious face, but Lin Tian could see that there was a flame of expectation in his eyes.

Faced with such doubts, there was no ripple on Lin Tian's face, and he glanced at the two of them lightly.

"If we follow the original way of practice, it will not work, so we need to find another way."

"For example, in my case, we can try to change the original training method, such as storing spiritual energy in our muscles to strengthen the body."

Lin Tian's series of explanations made Nangong Lin and Chen Cong a little confused. They didn't know what the things Lin Tian said were for.

However, they all had a glimmer of anticipation in their hearts. They also wanted to try out how great the effect of Lin Tian’s so-called alternative approach would be and how many surprises it would bring to them.

"Is it really that powerful? Are you lying?"

Chen Cong asked with a skeptical attitude, looking Lin Tian up and down.

It is true that the Lin family members are much thinner than the martial arts disciples of other families. Of course, this is only relative. If what Lin Tian said is true, it is not impossible to give it a try.

"Believe it or not, come up and fight me, and you will know."

Lin Tian said calmly, then jumped onto the stage, stood with his hands behind his back, and his aura made everyone take a step back.

"Okay, then don't accuse me of bullying the younger generation!"

As he spoke, Chen Cong also jumped onto the stage. The onlookers were extremely curious about what Lin Tian was trying to do. This made them want to know even more whether the unconventional approach that Lin Tian mentioned could bring about results that they could not imagine.

Lin Tian and Chen Cong stood on the ring, looking at each other from a distance. A fighting spirit emanated from them, making everyone feel their blood boiling.

"How strong are you? Can you defeat me?"

Chen Cong clenched his fists. He knew that Lin Tian must have hidden strength, and his strength was definitely far from what he appeared to be.

"Haha! You should have already seen my strength. There's no need to ask me or them. Just come and fight me."

Lin Tian smiled faintly and said.

"good!"

Chen Cong shouted coldly, and rushed out suddenly at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Lin Tian and hit Lin Tian's head with a right hook.

This punch contains terrifying power. If you are hit, you will definitely die.

But Lin Tian smiled slightly, crossed his arms on his chest, bent his legs, stepped on the soles of his feet, and shot out like a cannonball, avoiding Chen Cong's fatal blow. At the same time, Lin Tian's palm waved and slapped Chen Cong's left shoulder.

Lin Tian's slap may seem simple, but it contains true energy.

Facing Lin Tian's sudden attack, Chen Cong did not dare to be careless. He quickly retracted his right fist and raised his left hand to block Lin Tian's attack, but Lin Tian's move was too abrupt.

Moreover, he was just about to retract his right hand, so the palm landed on Chen Cong's wrist. Chen Cong immediately felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his entire palm was numb, as if struck by an electric current, and his entire palm was trembling slightly.

Chen Cong did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly pulled his hand back, but Lin Tian grabbed his wrist, making it impossible for Chen Cong to pull his hand back. Chen Cong's face changed slightly and he wanted to pull his hand back to resist.

But Lin Tian did not give him this opportunity. He grabbed his right shoulder with his other hand, making it impossible for Chen Cong's right shoulder to move at all. His whole body was spinning on the spot.

Then he was thrown out by Lin Tian.

With a thud, Chen Cong fell heavily to the ground. The whole arena shook, dust flew everywhere, and everyone was startled.

“This… How is this possible!?”

Chen Cong got up from the ground with an extremely ugly expression on his face. He looked at Lin Tian as if he were a monster. Although Lin Tian did not use his full strength in this move, Chen Cong still suffered a loss and was easily subdued by Lin Tian.

"I'm sorry for showing my ugliness."

Lin Tian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Chen Cong with an evil smile, and bowed at the same time.

Chen Cong made a fool of himself on the spot and his face looked very bad, but he didn't say anything. After all, he was indeed not as skilled as others.

"This kid is really strong! You didn't lose unfairly!"

Someone was speaking in a powerful voice below the ring, and this person was naturally Nangong Lin. Perhaps only his words could calm Chen Cong down.

At this time, Lin Tian walked down from the stage.

“I lost.”

Chen Cong lowered his head, a little annoyed.

"It seems that what you said does make sense. You are very strong."

Chen Cong said. He turned and left, leaving behind a group of surprised onlookers. This battle was really interesting. Not only did Lin Tian win beautifully, but even Chen Cong was defeated by him. Is this Lin Tian really only twenty years old? "Since this young friend has proved that his inference is feasible, can you make this theory public?"

Looking at Chen Cong's miserable appearance, Nangong Lin's eyes seemed to be full of fire. If he could move up to the next level, he would not have to give up his position as the leader of the martial arts world.

"Master Alliance Leader, I will tell you about this matter later, but we must not disrupt the martial arts tournament now."

Lin Tian smiled slightly, and although Nangong Lin wanted to say something, he could only smile due to his status.

"Okay, then the tournament will continue."

After saying that, Nangong Lin returned to the podium, and the competition continued according to the original order, and finally it was Lin Tian's turn.

"You come."

He stretched out his hand, and one of his men immediately came to Nangong Lin's side, leaned over and obeyed.

"Find an opportunity to do something so that Lin Tian can't win easily."

Nangong Lin whispered a few words in the subordinate's ear, then revealed a satisfied smile.

"Yes, sir."

The subordinate nodded and then left quietly.

At this time, before the martial arts competition even started, undercurrents were already surging.

At this moment, Lin Tian looked towards a corner where a man was sitting. He didn't look very old. He was wearing a green robe and holding a jade fan.

"Isn't this Qin Yiling? Why does she feel a little strange?"

Looking at Qin Yiling's slightly childish face, Lin Tian raised his eyebrows, and for some reason he felt a little uneasy.