The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert

"You have the time it takes to burn one incense stick to fight him, whether one-on-one or in a relay battle, it’s up to you. If you can’t defeat him within the time of one incense stick, then everyone in the Zhu Family must join the Netherworld Snake. Otherwise, I don’t mind starting a massacre on the Zhu Family’s territory. Zhu Qian, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Chen Younian’s proposal gives the Zhu Family a significant advantage; since relay battles are allowed, they can take turns. However, after hearing his rules, there wasn’t a trace of joy on the faces of Ling Chen and his companions.

They knew in their hearts that although the rules seemed advantageous, Chen Younian must be extremely confident in Chen Qinghua’s strength to propose such rules. Moreover, even in the best-case scenario that they defeated Chen Qinghua, no one would be a match for Chen Younian, unless Ling Gengqiu could arrive in time. But the time it takes for an incense stick to burn is at most ten minutes, and even if two sticks burned entirely, it would be no more than half an hour, and Ling Gengqiu couldn’t possibly reach the Zhu Family in time.

"What’s the matter, does the dignified Zhu Family Master lack even this bit of courage?" Chen Younian said coldly, "Or are you thinking about letting me massacre the whole Zhu Family?"

Ling Chen glanced at the silent Zhu Qian and spoke up, "Fine, we accept the challenge."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Qian nodded and said, "Since you want a battle, then the Zhu Family will accompany you to the end."

"Let’s do it this way, both sides prepare for ten minutes, and ten minutes later, we’ll duel in the Zhu Family’s martial arts arena."

"Agreed." Chen Younian immediately accepted Ling Chen’s suggestion, "You take your time to prepare, I’m not in a hurry."

Leaving Zhu Houchang to accompany Chen Younian and his group, Ling Chen and Zhu Qian left the main hall directly with their companions and headed to the study in the rear hall.

"What do we do now?" Zhu Qian looked at everyone, a trace of worry on his old face.

The always silent Golden Dragon asked, "Ling Chen, you’ve fought with Chen Qinghua before, do you think we have a chance to defeat him?"

"It’s very challenging." Ling Chen said in a deep voice, "Chen Qinghua is not an ordinary Heavenly List expert. None of us here can match him. Unless we join forces, the odds are very slim. But, they are allowing us to use relay battles, so perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope."

"Elder Huang, Elder Wang, Elder Ren, you are the main force later, leave Chen Qinghua to you. Anyway, it’s a relay battle, no need to be polite with him, exhaust his stamina first; no matter how strong he is, he can’t possibly last ten minutes."

Listening to Ling Chen’s arrangement, Golden Dragon and the others nodded, signaling they understood.

"Chen Qinghua is easy to deal with, the key is that Chen Younian." Ren Donglin said sternly, "If we can’t defeat him, even if we beat Chen Qinghua, it’s useless."

"I know." Ling Chen nodded, "Which is why I deliberately delayed, I have a plan to deal with Chen Younian, but it requires time. My helper needs more than half an hour to arrive, so until then, we must buy time."

The ten minutes quickly passed, and when Ling Chen and his companions arrived at the martial arts arena, Chen Younian, Chen Qinghua, and dozens of Netherworld Snake assassins were already waiting for their arrival.

Chen Younian still sat in his chair, holding a cup of tea, his expression indifferent. Chen Qinghua stood by with folded arms, eyes fixed ahead, seemingly oblivious to Ling Chen and the others’ arrival.

"Are you all ready?" Chen Younian set down the teacup and asked.

Zhu Qian nodded in reply, "We can start."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Qinghua walked directly to the center of the martial arts arena. Simultaneously, Ren Donglin stepped past Zhu Qian and Ling Chen and entered the arena.

"If we count, it’s been decades since we last fought." Chen Qinghua said.

"We didn’t settle it last time, and so many years have passed. I wonder how much you’ve improved."

"You’ll see." With that said, Chen Qinghua stretched out his right hand, his body slightly shifting sideways, his eyes focused on Ren Donglin opposite him.

Their four eyes met, neither made the first move. In a battle between experts, any moment of carelessness could reveal a flaw, so they were very cautious.

As time ticked away, Ling Chen glanced at the incense stick burning at the edge of the martial arts arena and couldn’t help but urge, "Elder Ren, time..."

Before the words were finished, Ren Donglin, who had been standing still, suddenly attacked, reaching Chen Qinghua in an instant, spreading his five fingers wide like sharp claws, and grabbed for the collar of his opponent.

Seeing Ren Donglin’s assault, Chen Qinghua lightly tapped the ground with his toes, his body swiftly retreating, directly opening the distance between the two. As Ren Donglin’s momentum waned, Chen Qinghua switched from retreat to advance, quickly closing in and throwing a punch.

To others, it appeared to be just a normal punch, but Ren Donglin dared not be careless. Experts, once reaching a certain level, simplify complexity. However, these moves seem simple but are actually full of endless variations.

Chen Qinghua’s punch was incredibly fast, in just the blink of an eye, his fist was already in front of Ren Donglin. Under the impact of his punch, Ren Donglin’s shirt was pressed tightly against his chest. If this punch landed, Ren Donglin’s chest might cave in.

"Get back!"

With a soft growl, Ren Donglin’s clothes suddenly swelled as if filled with air, a quite intimidating sight. Seeing this change, Chen Qinghua’s expression subtly shifted and he immediately halted, withdrawing backward and abandoning his attack.

Ling Chen, watching from the sidelines, marveled silently. No wonder they are masters among masters, truly formidable, able to utilize Inner Strength to such an extent; truly frightening. The technique Ren Donglin just used appeared simple but its power was terrifying. It’s akin to a balloon filled with air; once it bursts, the resulting impact could multiply the power several folds.

Chen Qinghua chose to retreat precisely because he understood the might of this move.

Seeing Chen Qinghua retreat, Ren Donglin seized the opportunity to advance, pressing forward step by step, launching punches and palms at once. Facing such a wild storm-like onslaught, Chen Qinghua’s expression remained indifferent, calmly countering each move.

As the two in the arena deployed various skills, the spectators outside grew anxious. A third of the incense stick’s time had elapsed, yet Chen Qinghua was not at all on the defensive. At this rate, even if the incense stick burnt out, they might not determine a victor.

"That Chen Qinghua still has reserves; he’s not using his full strength," Golden Dragon said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ling Chen’s expression shifted slightly, his face surprised, "Then hasn’t Elder Ren already lost?"

Golden Dragon shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. As long as the incense stick burns out, Chen Qinghua wins. So, there’s no need for him to put forth his all; just running out the time will do. Anyway, we aren’t banking on him winning, so long as we exhaust Chen Qinghua’s stamina, then we have a chance."