Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

At Zhi Gong Sports TV, the veteran martial arts commentator Chang Zinan was smiling and talking to the show host.

"That's impossible, Lin Rui could never defeat Jin Tianchen."

"From the videos Lin Rui released, his martial arts are indeed of a high standard, but the two are ultimately a realm apart. With Lin Rui's SS+ overall combat rating, it's very difficult to cross realms and defeat an emperor-level like Jin Tianchen."

"Now there's a claim that Lin Rui's martial arts videos might be AI-generated, or done by someone else, but I think that's unlikely. I've watched his live streams; his skills are quite decent."

"Good! We now see the countdown starting on the stage, and the match between the two is about to begin—"

"I think today's main highlight will still be Lin Rui's Escape Skill. If Lin Rui's Escape Skill is really up to the standard shown in those videos, then he still stands a chance to compete with Jin Tianchen, perhaps even ending in a draw."

While speaking, Chang Zinan glanced at the information sent by the director through his retinal display, then proceeded as scripted.

In broadcasts like these where the commentators and hosts are ostensibly freewheeling, they actually have to follow the director's instructions.

The directors tell them what to say to engage the audience and boost ratings.

Chang Zinan felt that his remarks were quite fair.

Zhi Gong TV is the largest television platform at Base Nine, committed to maintaining its credibility, unlike other stations where commentators, due to their dissatisfaction and dislike for Lin Rui, often rate him poorly.

Chang Zinan's own views were similar to those of the production team; he recognized Lin Rui's capabilities but was pessimistic about this match.

Chang Zinan predicted the match would end after about ten minutes, with Lin Rui putting up a good fight but ultimately losing to Jin Tianchen after about ten thousand moves.

For a first-year university student, this would be an honorable defeat, and as long as Lin Rui wasn't severely injured, Mingde University would still qualify for the postseason championship.

However, their discussion had just started when it couldn't proceed any further.

All because in the holographic video before them, the match on the platform was decided; Lin Rui, with a series of extremely ferocious lightning-fast slashes, defeated Jin Tianchen decisively.

The whole attack hadn't even lasted the time of two breaths, and he used only 19 slashes in total.

Everyone in the studio, including the host, was stunned into silence.

The same thought flashed through all their minds—It's a complete overturn!

For a moment, no one knew how to continue from their previous comments. Lin Rui's swift victory had effectively slapped the faces of all the martial arts commentators and shows.

Still, as a seasoned commentator, Chang Zinan quickly recovered, slapping the desk with excitement, his face flushed as he exclaimed, "What a Lin Rui, and what incredible speed of the slashes! We all underestimated him. The speed of those slashes is phenomenal; we've just gotten the measurements, an average of 0.0008 seconds per slash, that's eight ten-thousandths of a second! Considering the influence on the gravitational field when he swings, the actual speed can only be faster!"

Another quickly caught on, "Absolutely! Incredible, we all underestimated him. This is beyond emperor-level! No, I can assert this is a legendary talent seen only once in a decade in the federation."

"It's not just the speed of his slashes. Look at the trajectory of each, Xiaozhang, do us a favor and project all nineteen slashes onto the screen—yes, just like that. Look at these slash marks, they're absolutely mystical and extraordinary."

The host, also flushed with excitement, chimed in, "We've all been focusing on Lin Rui's drawing technique, considering him strong only in that area but not realizing that it's because there has been no martial cultivator of the same stage who could force Lin Rui to make a second draw! Today, Lin Rui showed everyone just how magical his slash speed is."
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"Ladies and gentlemen, we've just received breaking news in our studio; the Martial Arts Association has updated Lin Rui's rating—to 4SSS+, surpassing emperor-level! His overall combat strength is also rated 4SSS+, surpassing emperor-level, which is unprecedented!"

"Indeed unprecedented! Extremely rare; it's generally believed that a bloodline rating above SSS in the fourth realm couldn't exist, and very few could achieve an SSS overall combat rating—maybe those from the 'Abyss' on Tianji Star have achieved it, but it's uncertain. As for 4SSS+, it's likely an unprecedented feat."

"The Martial Arts Association's rating for Lin Rui is quite bold and might stir significant controversy. However, I have some private information; I heard this rating was jointly decided by six Armor Generals who also witnessed this battle."

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Amid roaring cheers, Lin Rui walked back to the player's seat. He saw Fei Yunlai holding a full glass of watermelon juice, staring blankly as if dazed.

"Is this squeezed for me?" Lin Rui reached out, took the watermelon juice from Fei Yunlai's hand, tasted it, and then gave a thumbs-up, "Coach Fei, your skill is not bad, though there's a bit too much ice."

Fei Yunlai gazed foolishly at Lin Rui, at a loss for words.

He thought about the 30 million federal coins he had bet, and his heart was a river of sorrow and regret.

This watermelon juice was indeed made by him for Lin Rui, a reward meant for Lin Rui, but the timing was all wrong.

He had estimated that Lin Rui would win in 10 minutes, so he added a few extra ice cubes. However, Lin Rui only needed 19 slashes to defeat Jin Tianchen, severing his connection with a piece of SSS-level armor.

The crowd in the stands was also exhilarated, looking at Lin Rui with excitement and admiration. Zhao Yan's eyes reddened, his body trembling slightly.

He had truly not expected that Jin Tianchen, that beast, would ever see such a day.

Although it wasn't he who personally brought Jin Tianchen down from the clouds and stomped him into the mud, he still felt incredibly thrilled!

Yu Feicui, like Fei Yunlai, stared blankly. She knew that Lin Rui's anomaly had broken through to level 5 and that he had a good chance of winning, but she never imagined Lin Rui would secure the victory in such a manner, at such speed,

Jin Tianchen, who was at the palace level of level 5, seemed powerless before Lin Rui.

However, Lin Rui had no time to care about the crowd; he first needed to attend to his supporters in his live streaming channel.

Lin Rui waved his hand at the holographic camera.

"Everyone, I'm back! I said it would be quick, right?"

"No, no, who said anything? I wasn't showing off. I was just there, conserving energy, that's why I didn't talk much."

"Wow, thanks to this big brother for tipping me a yacht. It's the first time I've received such a large tip. Is it really 10 million federal coins?"

"Why didn't I use Yang Pulling Slash? If I don't want to use it, I just don't. There's nothing special about that."

"Jin Tianchen's real combat strength? I watched his battle videos before the match and felt he was somewhat overrated. I didn't feel much pressure during the fight, just like with other opponents. But if I had said this before the match, surely no one would have believed me."

"All that talk about me changing tracks should stop. I'm a serious martial arts streamer, and I work very hard at it."

"My main focus is still on martial arts. You have no idea how hard I've worked these past few months. I only take some time occasionally to study biology and history, as well as the cultural history of Heavenly Machines Star. I treat these academics as leisure, not as Versailles—"

"Is it possible to reach my level one day? It should be possible. The instructional videos I post are genuinely very sincere. Those interested can follow the order and practice regularly; sooner or later, you can reach my level."

Lin Rui was comforted to see the viewer count in his live stream's backstage reach 60 million, and still climbing higher.

The total amount of tips also reached 340 million, exhilarating Lin Rui.

At that moment, Lin Rui didn't know that Fang Ranran was sitting nearby, watching him with autumnal, limpid eyes,

Fang Ranran felt comforted, sentimental, and happy.

Lin Rui was now truly famous, and his popularity had transcended the circle.

All fourteen base cities were abuzz across the net, discussing two topics—how Lin Rui, at level four, had defeated Jin Tianchen with just 19 slashes, and the downfall of Jin Tianchen's reputation.

The heat and traffic of Jin Tianchen's downfall were even higher, which also, by association, boosted Lin Rui's fame significantly.

Particularly, a large portion of Jin Tianchen's former fans had shifted over to Lin Rui's live streaming channel.

If Lin Rui could win over this group of fans, achieving monthly earnings of 20 to 30 billion like Jin Tianchen would not be a problem, and he could bring tremendous sales to the Sky Blue Corporation.

Fang Ranran was even more thrilled that she had also made a hefty profit this time, with the total funds in the betting pool reaching over 11 billion, soon to be transferred into the charities she controlled.

Although Fang Ranran couldn't directly use this huge amount of money, if she managed it well, it could bring her substantial influence and even directly translate into votes.

Just then, Fang Ranran's brow furrowed slightly.

She had received a message from her maternal grandfather Linghu Mingde.