Chapter 1601 - 804: Someone Challenges (2)

Chapter 1601: Chapter 804: Someone Challenges (2)

He was basically a freakish all‑round genius when it came to shooting.

The district chief didn’t say that last sentence out loud, because he was worried some people might take the word "freak" as an insult. But what the chief didn’t expect was that Lin Beichen wasn’t just a shooting genius—he was just as outstanding in other areas too.

Faced with all the praise, Lin Beichen just calmly nodded, smiled, and replied, "It’s okay, it’s okay. I was in pretty good form this time, so I got a perfect score."

Everyone was speechless. They didn’t even know whether to call him humble, or say he was just flexing in a super "Versailles" way.

"You just took first place in shooting, and you’re this happy already?"

He Shuixing walked over with a dark face, striding right up to Lin Beichen and staring at his smug expression.

"Young people really don’t know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is. In this Seventh District, even the guys in the mess unit can hit scores like yours. What’s there to show off?"

The mess unit?

Lin Beichen wasn’t surprised. The Seventh District was full of hidden masters—if you wanted to keep the place in check, you needed real skills.

"Enough talk. Just say it—what’s the second test?"

"Hand‑to‑hand combat! This round is an elimination tournament. You form teams and fight each other. Only the winners get to stay."

But Lin Beichen didn’t care at all. In his eyes, fighting these guys couldn’t really show his value. He walked straight up to He Shuixing.

"Sure, I’ll fight. But I want to challenge the rules. I’ll fight you. If I lose, I walk away immediately. If I win, I go straight into the third round. How’s that?"

The whole place exploded.

Everyone knew He Shuixing wasn’t someone you messed with. He was a five‑time overall champion of the international Special Forces Martial Arts competition. Did Lin Beichen eat bear heart and leopard gall or what?

The crowd started whispering to each other. Whatever little goodwill they’d had toward Lin Beichen evaporated in an instant. One after another they began to worry he’d get his teeth kicked in by He Shuixing.

Even Xia Lei standing off to the side couldn’t help getting nervous.

"Kid, you better mean what you say. Think this through. If you fight me, everyone here—especially those officers—they’re all not my match."

"If anyone here could be your match, this place wouldn’t be such a headless mess, would it?"

Lin Beichen stayed perfectly calm.

"Fine!"

He Shuixing was suddenly interested.

If he didn’t properly teach this arrogant youngster a lesson today, the kid really wouldn’t know his own weight.

The second test officially started. The fight between He Shuixing and Lin Beichen became the opening bout.

On the arena, both sides were making their final preparations.

"You still have time to surrender. If you keep this up, you’re going to get beaten half to death. He Shuixing’s been on the battlefield—he knows exactly how to end a fight in one move."

Xia Lei still couldn’t relax and hurriedly tried to persuade Lin Beichen to give up.

"You talk like I’ve never been on a battlefield."

Lin Beichen didn’t care at all.

Once he was ready, on the platform, he locked his gaze firmly on He Shuixing.

"Brat, today I’ll teach you what ’not knowing how high the sky is’ really means!"

He Shuixing took up his fighting stance, but Lin Beichen didn’t show even a hint of fear.

That made He Shuixing uneasy. Normally, those who only talk tough, when they actually stand in front of him, they’d be shaking in their boots. Was Lin Beichen different from the rest?

He didn’t dare relax for a second.

The fight started. Lin Beichen didn’t rush to attack; he kept probing instead. That let He Shuixing gradually figure out his intent—but dragging it out like this wasn’t going to work either.

So He Shuixing simply took the initiative and launched an attack.

And right at the first clash, Lin Beichen was knocked to the ground.

"That’s it? You’re this fragile?"

But Lin Beichen calmly got up from the floor again, took a defensive posture, and kept doing the same thing several times in a row.

He Shuixing started feeling suspicious.

No matter how he hit him, he couldn’t keep him down?

Was this his fighting style? Just stand there and get hit, then build up rage? Impossible—that kind of mode only exists in games.

This was a real, living person standing in front of him.

In fact, Lin Beichen knew perfectly well he definitely couldn’t match He Shuixing in raw strength. Every time he got hit, he tried to make sure it was only a light injury, while carefully memorizing He Shuixing’s punching patterns.

Slowly, he started to figure out the opponent’s routine.

He Shuixing was getting impatient. He unleashed a classic military combat combination, only to see Lin Beichen, right in front of everyone, neutralize it easily.

Now that was awkward.

"Kid! If you’ve got guts, fight me head‑on. Just turtling up on defense—what kind of skill is that?"

Lin Beichen wasn’t moved. He kept dragging things out like this, until He Shuixing got truly fed up and finally went for the kill.

But this was exactly what Lin Beichen had been waiting for. The instant He Shuixing charged in, Lin Beichen slipped to the side, letting him lunge into thin air.

He Shuixing didn’t give up and kept attacking.

Lin Beichen used Borrowing Force, putting Four Ounces to Move a Thousand Pounds into play, and in a flash he countered, hammering He Shuixing with agonizing strikes.

"Tai Chi?"

He Shuixing hadn’t expected Lin Beichen to actually use the most traditional Martial Arts in a fight here.

Right then, Lin Beichen switched up his tactics and suddenly launched on his own. An Inch Fist slammed into He Shuixing, knocking him back several steps.

Lin Beichen pressed the advantage, firing a full combination at He Shuixing’s head.

Everyone watching was stunned. What they’d thought would be a one‑sided beatdown had actually turned into this.

"Look! Instructor He got reverse‑killed!"

Even the usually wild and unruly soldiers crowded over. Covered in bruises, He Shuixing still refused to admit defeat.

"Still want to fight?"

Lin Beichen was a little surprised.

"I haven’t lost yet!"

He Shuixing had been angered to the point of losing his reason and charged in again.

But Lin Beichen didn’t plan to keep attacking. Another round of Four Ounces to Move a Thousand Pounds Tai Chi sent He Shuixing straight to the ground, and Lin Beichen seized the timing to instantly lock him with a joint‑lock technique.

He Shuixing pounded the floor in pain.

Only then did Lin Beichen let go.

The whole place fell silent. The arrogant He Shuixing had actually been reverse‑killed by Lin Beichen—and in such a humiliating way.

"I suppose that means I pass the second test, right?"

"Pass?"...

Just then, a warrior even more heavily built than He Shuixing stepped out from the stands.

"You’re Lin Beichen? I heard you were recommended here by some big shot. And this is all you’ve got? Throwing a few Tai Chi moves? If our instructor hadn’t slipped up this time, there’s no way you’d be the one running the show out there."

All the candidates were shocked. Someone was actually questioning the result of the match.

"Hurry... hurry up and leave. You’re not his match."

He Shuixing had already experienced Lin Beichen’s true strength and knew how unfathomable he was. Anyone here thinking of fighting him was dreaming.

Still, there were plenty of people who couldn’t accept it, and this warrior was one of them. As the top performer here, he had to show what he thought was his "spirit."

"Instructor, you’re getting old. Compared to us young guys, maybe you’re just not as strong as you used to be. But in any case, this time we have to show what the Seventh District is made of. Otherwise we really will be getting schooled by him in the future."

Lin Beichen was a bit surprised.

The guy talked big—but as for his actual strength, that was another question.

"Brother, it’s fine. I welcome any challenge. I know you’re just purely looking for a Martial Arts match."

"A match? Let’s make it real. If I lose, what then?"

Lin Beichen smiled.

"I’m not the type who likes kicking people when they’re down. Since you say I haven’t even officially passed the test yet, we’ll stick to the same wager as before. If you beat me, I pass the test. If I lose, I pack my things and leave. Deal?"

Everyone was stunned again. They hadn’t expected the bet to be exactly the same as last time.

"Wait! Are you out of your mind?"

Xia Lei standing beside them really couldn’t watch anymore.

Normally, if there’s a second match, the stakes always go up. No one ever uses the same wager for two fights in a row.