He guessed correctly, Martial Arts Mountain indeed had a problem.
Lin Chen's strength was a lot weaker than the projection on Martial Arts Mountain.
If they were on Martial Arts Mountain, one palm from Lin Chen would have been enough to send him flying.
"This gap... 'narrow defeat' that younger brother talked about..."
Ye Jie, observing the match as a Viscera-Refining Martial Artist, had a thoughtful look in her eyes. Her younger brother said he narrowly lost to Lin Chen on Martial Arts Mountain, but now just after crossing hands, Lin Chen had already disabled one of his arms. This isn't a narrow defeat; it's clearly a miserable defeat!
"Xiao Feng..."
Ye Jie shook her head without speaking. She already understood that her brother said a falsehood out of pride.
"Though Ye Feng's fist technique lacks power, its execution is subtly clever, able to avoid the countering effect of my Mountain Suppressing Chart."
