Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 132 - 119 Chew It Up Before Eating

Chapter 132: Chapter 119 Chew It Up Before Eating

Lin Yuan finished speaking, and the scene fell into silence.

Everyone was utterly shocked by Lin Yuan’s words. Without confidence, how could he dare to speak so directly?

Pan Ren was immediately overwhelmed by Lin Yuan’s aura, stepping back half a pace, feeling a piercing sting from his opponent’s sharp gaze.

"In front of so many people, how can I lose momentum? This young man must be pretending, trying to scare me. Today, I must unveil this person’s hypocrisy and see for myself."

Pan Ren kept adjusting his breath in his mind, finally calming his spirit and composing his expression.

"No matter how well you pretend, you can’t make mid-grade Five Qi Pills." Pan Ren sneered, a malicious glint in his eyes.

"Heh." Lin Yuan let out a laugh in exasperation.

"What are you laughing at?"

Bang! Crack.

Lin Yuan slammed the table leg, breaking it directly, and threw it onto the table.

The small table now had one leg missing but still stood steadily.

Everyone’s gaze followed Lin Yuan’s actions, landing on the table leg, all with puzzled expressions on their faces.

Lin Yuan snorted coldly: "Pan Ren. Consider how you’re going to chew up this wooden table and eat it."

"Is Little Friend Lin intending to perform alchemy right here? To prove his strength?" Meng Jian, seeing the situation, was delighted.

If that were truly the case, given Lin Yuan’s level of producing mid-grade pills, learning a trick or two from him might just advance his own alchemy skills.

Meng Jian immediately looked towards Liu Ju on the opposite side, who had a flickering gaze, clearly sharing the same thought.

The other Pill Masters also immediately made space, understanding Lin Yuan’s intention, as observing a high-level alchemist at work was indeed a great learning opportunity.

The elder in the center also caught on quickly and immediately instructed the attendants to prepare for the alchemy.

Lin Yuan shouted loudly: "Bring the pill furnace and the herbs over."

In just a few moments, amidst the quick footsteps of over a dozen attendants, the herbs and the pill furnace were neatly arranged.

Lin Yuan strode to the side of the pill furnace, glancing at Pan Ren again with a cold smile.

"Open your eyes wide, and watch closely!"

Lin Yuan’s expression became serious, he closed his eyes to organize his thoughts, entering a state of alchemy.

A moment later, Lin Yuan reopened his eyes.

His technique was as fluid as water, each preparation for alchemy was carried out in an orderly manner, with over a hundred processing steps smoothly interwoven and incredibly swift.

About the time it takes to burn half an incense stick, all the preliminary treatment of the herbs had already been completed.

"Wow, this Xuan Juez can be processed like this, I’ve learned something new today."

"While waiting for the Cuscuta chinensis to draw out its silk, he can refine Purple Spirit Dew. Master Lin’s skill is truly high and daring, isn’t he afraid the Cuscuta chinensis would snap, losing the herb’s vitality?"

"These methods of handling herbs, how can we ever learn them? Just taking Cuscuta chinensis for instance, who among us doesn’t handle it cautiously, waiting for it to draw silk slowly, fearing it might snap? We see it and understand it in our minds, but our hands can’t replicate it."

"I’ve lived so long, yet today my eyes are opened." Meng Jian and Liu Ju were even more shocked, unable to help but smile bitterly: "Earlier, I was saying Pan Ren was a frog in a well, and what about me? Little Friend Lin’s alchemy techniques surpass me entirely, there’s no way I can learn them."

But Lin Yuan ignored the reactions of everyone around.

He remained extremely focused, devoting his full effort, even though it was merely mid-grade pills that were easy for him.

He lit the fire and ground the powders in an orderly manner.

Lin Yuan’s hands were as coordinated as a dance, continuously adding the herbs and controlling the heat.

When all the herbs were added, the herbal fragrance of the mix instantly filled the hall.

"It’s about to succeed, only the last step of condensing liquid into a pill remains. It’s unexpected that Master Lin, at such a young age, possesses such high alchemy skills, surpassing three of me."

As everyone was marveling in their hearts, Lin Yuan had already divided the liquid into ten portions, then condensed them into pills in one go.

He extinguished the furnace fire and let it slowly cool down.

Once the pills were successfully made, Lin Yuan finally took a long breath.

At this moment, the most excited was not the few alchemists, but the central Elder of the Pei family.

"This speed in refining is three times faster than others. If the quality is as expected, it truly is astonishing." The Pei family elder’s mind raced, realizing Lin Yuan’s value was higher than any ten average mid-grade alchemists.

"Perhaps I could introduce him to that Pill Master, if Lin Yuan continues refining, he might enter second grade. And that one is about to step into the second grade, then my Pei family’s two second-grade alchemists would no longer find controlling Yang Hua distant." The elder’s face was calm, but inside he was exceedingly excited.

"First, confirm the quality of the pills." The Elder’s thoughts shifted, and he walked forward.

"Master Lin. The pills are hot, may I take them out for you?" The elder spoke softly, a smile on his face.

"There’s no trouble." Lin Yuan was unconcerned, nodding with clasped hands: "Regardless of who takes them out, today I wish to see someone perform chewing up a wooden table."

At this moment, Pan Ren’s face was ashen, looking utterly defeated.

"Fellow Dan Master Pan, a word is as good as a bond, I’m sure you’ll keep your word." Meng Jian chuckled.

Originally not fond of Pan Ren, Meng Jian found great amusement in this turn of events, adding to Lin Yuan’s momentum.

The Pei family elder paid no attention to the two, covering his hands with energy, extracting all the pills from the furnace and pouring them into a porcelain dish.

Exactly ten pills.

Each one was a mid-grade pill.

Compared with the previous batch, exactly the same.

Seeing this, the Pei family elder’s face couldn’t contain his joy.

"Little friend indeed holds profound skills, I am truly impressed." The Pei family elder turned, bowing towards Lin Yuan.

The Pill Masters watched the elder’s action in shock, as this elder was a true figure of authority within the Pei family, one of the top figures.

To show such respect and humility towards Lin Yuan was simply unbelievable.

A moment later, they understood that Lin Yuan was indeed deserving. So young, yet possessing such strong potential, the breadth of his future was unimaginable.

If earlier they interacted with Lin Yuan on equal terms, from this moment, they now regarded Lin Yuan as a senior, a teacher.

"Thank you, Master Lin, for guiding us. This observation proved to be highly beneficial." Liu Ju stepped forward, dropping his previous hesitations, bowing in admiration.

Others also stepped up, bowing towards Lin Yuan.

Only Pan Ren was left with a sullen face, uneasy among those around him. His master regarded Lin Yuan as a senior, did that not make Lin Yuan like his grandfather?

"As they say, do not slap the face, and do not expose shortcomings." Lin Yuan mused to himself: "If I can no longer be Lin Yuan, I might as well change my name to Wooden-genius!"

Lin Yuan’s gaze fell on Pan Ren as he stood up, smiling:

"I am petty and cannot tolerate wrongs. Any grievance, I prefer to deal with it on the spot."

"Fellow Dan Master Pan, chew up and eat this table leg. How does it taste? Remember to share with us."

Upon hearing this, Pan Ren’s throat was unbearably dry, forcing him to swallow hard.

Liu Ju walked beside him, patted his disciple’s shoulder, sighed, then turned away.

"Ah, the slap came too quickly, and of all people to offend, it had to be Master Lin. One’s own fault is one’s barrier to living."

"Chewing up and eating the table, Master Pan, is unpleasant. If not careful, you might break a tooth or two."

Others also shook their heads and turned away.

After everyone left, Pan Ren was left feeling disheartened.

"I can’t afford to provoke Lin Yuan’s strength, my master’s attitude has already stated as much."

Picking up the wooden table leg, Pan Ren hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, suddenly biting down.

Crunch, crunch.

The sound was like a mouse gnawing.

Pan Ren’s cheeks bulged, chewed for a long time, then with eyes closed, he swallowed the mouthful of wood shavings.

Having swallowed it, Pan Ren’s throat was parched and aching.

"Pour tea, pour tea!"

Pan Ren slammed the table, his voice hoarse, barking orders.