Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
This was totally a performance, a show of the Guardian Deity Dance and the Dragon Guard.
Zhang Xiangyang’s expression gradually turned from an initial worry to a smile. It wasn’t that Qin Fen couldn’t defeat his opponent but rather he was deliberately letting his opponent fully display the Guardian Deity Dance.
Could it be that he wanted to steal some techniques? Zhang Xiangyang found the idea a bit inconceivable. Whether it was movement techniques or other martial arts, these were all things that couldn’t be understood merely by opening one’s eyes wide and watching. It was pointless to watch as one lacked the key in circulating energy for the technique.
However, Shadows of the Guardian Deity Dance had already begun to gradually appear within Qin Fen’s Dragon Guard. His footwork also started to show signs of the footwork used in the Guardian Deity Dance.
Zhang Xiangyang rubbed his chin. Any footwork technique possessed one’s unique secret skill. If one is unable to learn the method of unleashing force and its circulation of energy, the results would merely be a mimic of somebody’s idiosyncrasies and a making a fool of oneself. However, Qin Fen was actually able to use this fight with his opponent to understand the way his opponent unleashed energy. This was the way to steal someone’s martial arts in a just and honorable manner. This was something that outstanding martial senses were unable to do.
Martial senses were different from strength. However, it greatly represented one’s latent potential for future growth. Zhang Xiangyang had his two eyes gradually narrow into lines. He had on a smile of deep thoughts, and it faintly radiated from his eyes.
The more Many Rumors fought the more he felt the increase in pressure. At first, they had been equal in attack and defense, but he had already begun to become impeded in all respects. Every single decisive moment was seized by Thirty-Six Hours. If he wasn’t bringing out the Guardian Deity Dance to such an extraordinary level, he would’ve long since been defeated by Qin Fen’s fist.
It had been long since Qin Fen considered Many Rumors to be his opponent. His entire self was immersed in an indescribable and unknown state. It was as if he could feel the energy and strength circulating within his opponent’s body with every clash of fist and feet. Such a thing should be impossible, but Qin Fen could really feel it.
This was no longer a fight. This was a free lesson where Qin Fen didn’t need to pay money.
Qin Fen was just like an enormous sponge. He quickly absorbed the secrets to the Guardian Deity Dance. However, he wasn’t in a rush to fuse the secrets into his own movement techniques.
Fusing movement techniques? He would wait until the battle was over, then he would quietly reflect upon and analyze the details behind closed doors. Only then could he achieve a fusion.
Many Rumors could feel Qin Fen’s Guardian Deity Dance as well. Being controlled by one’s own ultimate skill by the opponents was simply rape! It was a rape in martial arts.
“Rahhh!” Many Rumors fury bubbled forth. The aura of his body changed entirely, as a wrinkle of hysteria appeared on his forehead.
It took a mere second. The air of hysteria sprinted from his forehead to every inch of skin over his body. The sound of movement exploded from Many Rumors’ body like a wave of dense hail.
This counterattack of Many Rumors had the firmness and ferocity of a guardian deity vanquishing demons appear in this very moment. The four-star Golden Bell Shield turned the sound of bones moving completely into a symphony of metal clashing.
The power of this counterattack made Qin Fen feel the world around him turn pitch black. It was as if he faced a guardian deity going mad.
Many Rumors was staking it all, forgetting himself in the process!
His fists and feet were like two metal hammers, and his elbows and knees turned abnormally thick as well, like armor made of metal on four sides.
This was the only combat attack skill the Guardian Deity Dance!
Qin Fen, instead of retreating, advanced forward. There was only excitement and amazement on his face. Anyone could tell that he was now in a special state of pleasure. His right leg heavily stomped the ground. The Flood Fist’s Soaring Cannon! Flood Fist’s Soaring Cannon! Flood Fist’s Soaring Cannon!
Three consecutive strikes of the Flood Fist’s Soaring Cannon were unleashed. Things were just like the strike of a cannon in the air where fists and elbows overlapped in this attack. The crazy and wild guardian deity was blasted into the air by the Soaring Cannon. The Golden Bell Shield was completely dispersed, and the body was restored from an abnormal state to that of a normal person.
Qin Fen let out a long breath. He had just finished pressurizing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, and he had just finished completely unleashing it. This one-against four had been far more dangerous than the one-against-two a moment ago, but the corresponding rewards were much greater.
Qin Fen’s mind constantly played back Many Rumors’ final move, the Guardian Deity Chaotic Dance, without end. What sort of result would there be if he could fuse this combat technique, where one went mad and crazy, one step further with the Raging Berserker Tide?
The entire street sunk into a silence so quiet that one could even hear the sound of a steel needle falling to the ground. The members of the other sects, who had come out to watch the fun, looked at Qin Fen with faces as dumb as wooden chickens.
The shock that Thirty-Six Hours caused was truly far too great. Everyone he fought was on the same four-star level as him in terms of strength, yet he actually won by himself against four others in this fight! And he had won so clearly!
After looking at video recordings, everyone believed that Thirty-Six Hours had already displayed all his strength. Today he used a different set of fitness exercise fist forms, the Flood Fist! This told everyone that Thirty-Six Hours had never truly brought out his full strength in any of his fights.
Qin Fen slightly calmed the raging true energy in his body. He walked toward the Guardian Deity Sect’s disciples. “Can you return Dragon Hall’s sign back to me now?”
Wielding the Nation, who had been killed not so long ago, had resurrected by now. His complexion was dark green as he looked at Qin Fen. “Thirty-Six Hours, the sign of your Dragon Hall isn’t with our Guardian Deity Sect anymore. We sold the sign to the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains not too long ago.”
Qin Fen could only place his hands on his hips, shake his head, and sighed. The chaos in Hell City completely exceeded his imagination. A small little sign had actually exchanged hands so many times.
“Where is the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect located?”
“Next door to our Guardian Deity Sect.” VastEye resurrected as well at this time. He pointed at the large door, which was wide open. A crowd looked at the sect with liveliness. “The Beauty of Rivers and Mountains.”
Beauty of Rivers and Mountains. Sect Master Li Moti.
The large words on the sign above the door weren’t created by the system. Instead, it was the personal work of calligraphy by an individual. It was just that these words…
Qin Fen did not dare shake his head in negligence. The smile on his lips carried a bit of respect. It was very interesting how the calligrapher had used his ugly penmanship to write out such crappy-looking words for all to see. This person was truly quite brazen enough.
For the sake of Dragon Hall’s sign, Qin Fen led people over to the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains. He simply extended a hand and said, “Sign.”
After dealing with the attitudes of several sects in a row, Qin Fen very much understood the atmosphere of this street. The more polite he was, the more others would want to step on him. Since this was the case, he might as well be a bit tough about things.
There were a dozen or so disciples of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect who stood before the door. They had seen the ferocious and tyrannical aspect of Qin Fen just now, so they moved to the side in unison, making a path for Qin Fen.
Only one person stood on the nearly empty path. He was a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, and skinny figure. His pair of triangular eyes, like those of a mouse, flashed with terror and timidity.
Li Mo, the Sect-Wielder of Beauty of Rivers and Mountains. He had seen Qin Fen’s fight just now, and he had no desire to do battle whatsoever.
“T-the sign… I sold it already….” Li Mo hurriedly waved his hands. “Don’t tear down my sect in a sect-challenge. I sold the sign to Blue Wave Pavilion.”
A bit of disdain rose in Qin Fen’s heart. Did this man lack the class of a martial artist more than himself?
Qin Fen raised the head to look at the sign with ugly words. He said once more. “Tear down that sign. I heard that it can be exchanged for a bit of money.”
The comrades behind Zhang Xiangyang had been waiting for these words. They pushed away the disciples of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect like vicious tigers or wolves. They tore down the sign in a rough manner.
Blue Wave Pavilion? Qin Fen took his eyes to study the signs of the sects all over the street. According to the pattern so far, Blue Wave Pavilion should be somewhere nearby.
Soon, Qin Fen found the sign of Blue Wave Pavilion.
A man walked out from the crowd and stood beneath this sign. His height was nearly six feet, and the beard on his face told everyone that he was at least in his mid-thirties in age.
“Master of Blue Wave Pavilion, Blue Wave. Please enlighten me!”
The words spoken were simple. This middle-aged man, who didn’t look to be much stronger than any of the powerful sect masters of the Guardian Deity Sect, had actually chosen to fight!
Qin Fen could read the following words from within the man’s eyes: “I would rather lose in a fight than be a spineless coward like that Li Mo!”
“Dragon Hall, Thirty-Six Hours.”
Qin Fen’s voice rang in the air, and he pulled into the bow-and-arrow step and fired his body. His technique was like magic, shrinking the distance of space into a mere inch as he appeared upon Blue Wave. He used the power of his momentum to launch a Soaring Cannon, his torn clothes upon his arm flapped in the air, giving him a majestic aura of power.
Blue Wave knew just how grand and fierce Qin Fen’s fist was. He didn’t choose to forcefully take the blow. His ankle swiveled like a whirlpool in the middle of the ocean. He dodged to Qin Fen’s left side in an instant and clenched his fist into a hammer. The fist came smashing upon Qin Fen’s ribs beneath the arm.
If this hammer of flesh were to strike true, its might would certainly be no different than that of a true hammer of metal, and it would be normal for Qin Fen to have three, five, seven, or even eight ribs broken.
But Qin Fen actually performed an evasive maneuver in a split second, one that was nearly tantamount to the one Blue Wave performed. His body fiercely moved across to the left side. The muscles of his back expanded in an instant, as he fiercely slammed out with the Twisting Single Mountain Thrust.
Blue Wave’s figure swayed, as if he had been hit by a car going seventy. His body flew high, leaving the ground, before ultimately smashing back into the ground.
The surrounding crowd let out cries of shock. Though the muscles of Qin Fen’s back hadn’t reached the size of a mountain of flesh, he was like a tank moving at high-speeds, and there was no reprieve for Blue Wave at this moment.
“The sign isn’t at Blue Wave Pavilion. He already transferred it to my Deep Cloud Sect.”
The leader of the Deep Cloud Sect, which was located next to the Blue Wave Pavilion, narrowed his eyes into slits. Dragon Hall’s sign had entered the hands of their Deep Cloud Sect from Blue Wave Pavilion. He didn’t challenge Qin Fen directly, instead, he was clearly scared of this opponent. There was logic in wearing out this man, who could sweep away anyone on the same level as him in a single blow, by fighting him in waves.
“Then, you shall be defeated by my hands!”
The leader Deep Cloud Sect shouted, and Qin Fen immediately threw his body upon him. He was akin to a mobile armor moving at high-speed on the battlefield. Even the sound of his consecutive footsteps was akin to the rumbling of an armor’s motor. He was upon the new opponent in the blink of an eye.
Consecutive fights with consecutive victories, this was none other where one’s imposing aura was the most radiant! Qin Fen was in his peak state. He hesitated not a sliver. Soaring Cannon. Forcing Hand Cannon. Level Heart Cannon. He was just like an artillery squad of the military on the battlefield. The heavy artillery blasted in unison, suppressing the opponent in such a way that even breathing was difficult.
The people watching the fight were unable to recover from their shock from beginning to end. The leader of the Deep Cloud Sect, Cloud Within, possessed a strength that was no way inferior to any of the four leaders of the Guardian Deity Sect. He should be pressed this hard to the point that he didn’t even have the strength to lift a hand. However, Qin Fen’s momentum had reached great heights from sweeping away several sects on this street. In addition, his body’s strength had increased a bit. After six exchanges, Cloud Within was cleaved to the ground by Qin Fen’s Twisting Downward Dragon Chop, the bone of Cloud Within’s neck-breaking.
“Vertical Sky Sect. Please enlighten me.”
“Sect of Mysteries. Please enlighten me.”
Qin Fen looked at the two men, who were old enough to be his uncle, and raised an eyebrow. “You guys?”
“The sign of your Dragon Hall has once been passed through my hands.”
The two men roared the same words but in different voices, upon which they adopted a fighting stance. They knew they were not Thirty-Six Hours’s match at all if they were to fight against him one-on-one. And if they lacked the courage to fight jointly, what was the point in cultivating martial arts in the first place?
