Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Below floor number one twenty-two, the young martial artists of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall shouted gallantly. The expressions of several martial artists from the Inner Sacred Martial Hall gradually became tense, regreting in their hearts that they were provoked by Kim Ji-Seok previously. They even followed him to the floor below the basic Outer Sacred Martial Hall.
They originally thought that if they followed Kim Ji-Seok, who had thirteen-star level strength, then this fight would be an easy win. In the end, not only was the thirteen-star level Kim Ji-Seok killed on the spot, even his second senior sister, Cai Renying, a fourteen-star class martial artist, quasi-martial arts master-level ace, was also punched to death by Qin Fen in his burst phrase.
The shouts of young martial artists were heard one after another, and several ambulances appeared at the ruins of the battlefield.
The paramedics who jumped out of the ambulance saw the two dead martial artists. They could not help but frown. It was not that people didn’t die from battles in the Sacred Martial Hall, but it was not outside of an arena. It was rather rare to see two people dead in an instant.
Sima Hai was carried onto a magnetic stretcher. He used the function of supporting the wounded and it barely supported his body to look at Qin Fen, his eyes no longer had the look of a former chic gentleman.
The news of today’s fiasco would soon spread to the ears of all the martial artists in the Sacred Martial Hall and that almost torturing rumors of the fight made Sima Hai consider whether to shut himself away for a while to hide the shame or to just simply leave Sacred Martial Hall.
“Qin Fen…” Sima Hai stared at Qin Fen. He didn’t dare to look at Xue Tian. This young man’s ridiculous fighting method not only made him feel ashamed, but it also gave him an inexplicable sense of fear. His eyes could only look at Qin Fen with hatred and said, “Don’t be too prideful! You won today, but I believe that trouble will come your way soon. You killed two of the Neo Taekwondo Bae Seong-Joon’s personal disciples today. It’s already a dead-end situation! Just you wait, wait and die!”
Wait and die? Qin Fen straightened his spine slightly as his physical strength restored and there was not much worry in between his eyebrows. There was no way to avoid this incident. Four personal disciples of Neo Taekwondo were killed by him. This was a serious blow to the reputation of a new, emerging sect.
Fight till my last breath? Qin Fen couldn’t care less and smile. Today, two more personal disciples of Neo Taekwondowere were killed and Neo Taekwondo’s settled pillar was brought down completely.
It’s just… Qin Fen’s smile had a hint of bitterness. This pillar was indeed inevitable. Kim Ji-Seok’s first move was not intended for a sparring contest, it was aimed to kill. I couldn’t have just stood still and be killed by the opponent right?
Killing one was to resolve an unresolved pillar and killing two is the same! What’s more, the attacks of the second person, Cai Renying, were even more vicious than Kim Ji-Seok.
Qin Fen exercised the aching bones in his whole body and shook his head slowly. His tone was more determined than ever, “I regret nothing. Since they wanted me to die, even if I was merciful, I would only be raising a tiger. Besides, when I fought with Cai Renying, I couldn’t be merciful at all. If I showed even the slightest bit of mercy, the one who would be laying on the ground would be me. By that time, the Neo Taekwondo’s martial artists would only be excited and proud that they killed me and would never show me even a little sympathy.”
The martial artists of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall left in a blink of an eye. Only the young martial artists of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall were left at the scene.
People looked at the ruined battlefield and their hearts continued to show admiration.
This was no longer the first batch of martial artists who came to spread their glorious traditions. The martial artists of number one twenty-two were still not trained. Although the Inner Sacred Martial Hall sent out a fourteen-star-class martial artist, they still did not gain any advantages. Instead, they lost the lives of a thirteen-star class and a fourteen-star class martial artist.
This was the best battle result in history since the creation of Sacred Martial Hall.
People recovered from the excitement gradually, only to find that the protagonist of this battle had already left.
Qin Fen, Xue Tian, Caesar and others had already returned to the building when the crowd was still lost in their thoughts.
In today’s battle, Qin Fen won an unexpected victory, heavily fatigued, and also gained a slight internal injury and bone injury in addition to unforgettable combat experience.
This battle’s timing was impeccable. When Qin Fen broke through and entered the eleven star-class strength, he would’ve chosen to confine himself immediately. He combined everything he had seen in the Secret Art Cabinet and spent a long time to digest and to sum up.
With a fierce battle that stimulated his potential, Qin Fen gained a lot of experience from it and used many of his self-researched experiments directly in actual combat.
Taking the medicine provided by Sacred Martial Hall, Qin Fen cross-legged on his bed and flipped the martial arts notes left by Gao Yuan.
When he fought with a fourteen-star class martial artist, Qin Fen had a deeper understanding of fourteen-star class martial artists. These martial artists were relatively poor when compared to the real energy oscillation of Nirvana Marrow Transformation, but it did not mean the foundation of their martial arts were completely useless.
On the contrary, these martial artists had spent a long time on the fourteen-star level. Thus, they had a systematic comprehension of the martial arts below fourteen stars. Under the eyes of fourteen-star martial artists, the analysis was completely different from ten-star martial artists and eleven-star artists.
Gao Yuan’s martial arts path was more inclined towards the firm and fierce. Although it was not exactly the same as Qin Fen’s martial arts path, there were still many things that made his eyes shine.
“No wonder even Xue Tian would go and flip through them.” Qin Fen nodded lightly. If I had looked at Gao Yuan’s records earlier, there might’ve been a higher percentage of winning when fighting against Cai Renying today.
As he thought of the battle with Cai Renying, Qin Fen once again exclaimed that it was a lucky battle. If Cai Renying did not retreat at the time and instead compete for the upper hand forcefully, there would not be the space for Qin Fen to fully draw his fists. Qin Fen would not have the opportunity to fight until he lost himself. The final outcome might’ve ended up differently.
“Fortunately, I won.” Qin Fen nodded and flipped the notes again. He said to himself while he made summaries and warnings, “The result of the battle today was fruitful. Especially in the aspect of the aura of power, it helped me understand to not give the other party a chance to go berserk. I should never voluntarily give up the upper hand and wait for the other party to be exhausted.”
Qin Fen read Gao Yuan’s martial arts notes for five hours, which was completely different from the five hours he spent at the Secret Art Pavilion.
In the Secret Art Pavilion, what Qin Fen had to do was to memorize most of the things in a limited time and then to take his time to rewind and digest afterward.
In these five hours, Qin Fen looked at Gao Yuan’s notes seriously. He could absorb the forty years of martial arts experience of Gao Yuan. From time to time, he managed to absorb some of the experience and refer to today’s battle for comparison.
Forty years of experience could not be fully absorbed in five hours.
Qin Fen also did not think that he had the ability of Xue Tian’s, where he could understand anything in a glimpse. He ordered a takeaway through the badge and continued to study after eating.
This session of studying was another five hours. For ten whole hours, Qin Fen could barely absorb the martial arts notes of Gao Yuan. Although, to be able to totally master it would not be just a ten-hour thing.
Putting down Gao Yuan’s martial arts notes, Qin Fen once again picked up Bai Sheng’s martial arts notes and read them. The notes of these two people were very detailed. If not, it would not have been that easy to really absorb them as a whole in ten hours.
After reading Bai Sheng’s notes, Qin Fen rubbed his sleepy eyes. He adjusted the alarm clock on his bedside and fell asleep quickly.
When he woke up, Qin Fen stopped looking at the notes and did not do any martial dao practices. He just sat cross-legged on his bed. His eyes were seemingly closed and he did not move.
A few days ago when he went to the Secret Art Pavillion, he had recorded a lot of the essences, experiences, and tricks of various Dragon Fists. As of today, the thoughts replayed in the mind of Qin Fen. His brain was now like a messy library of a flipped bookcase and scattered books.
To organize, he first had to make a simple sorting. Even if this sort of sorting was done, there would still be a big harvest.
Organize, induct, learn, absorb, blend, and then… forget! Forget all of it!
After the battle with Cai Renying, the same climax erupted. Qin Fen made new progressions on his path of martial arts. The previous fusion was only the fusion of the most basic grade. It was incomparable to the tyrannical punch at the last moment.
That punch was not the same punch that was filled with calculations in the past.
It was almost an instinctive blow. Alas, Qin Fen couldn’t remember the feeling of that punch. He only vaguely remembered it was like he blended all the martial arts he had learned together and then a super-powerful strength broke out.
It was a punch full of contradictions. Different martial arts were forcibly closed on together, and they were naturally fighting each other. Due to the struggle, they intended to suppress each other, so a stronger power broke out.
It was this mutually exclusive and mutually fighting force that had shattered the indestructible defense of Cai Renying.
Forget! Qin Fen faintly felt that this was another realm on his own martial arts. Only after he forgot all the combat skills he learned could he could make real progress.
As for putting all kinds of martial arts together, it would likely be a higher level after he had forgotten everything. As for that level, Qin Fen did not pursue it deliberately. Without a solid foundation, to pursue that weird realm was as unrealistic as someone trying to scoop the moon out of the water [1].
Forget! Qin Fen’s chest was moving greatly and he took a deep breath as he opened his eyes slowly, “This may be the same as the so-called mountain realm of the Buddha, which is transformed into a realm that sees the mountain as not a mountain?”
Organizing was a very troublesome thing, especially the records of Dragon Fist in the Secret Art Pavilion. There were too many, and many of them were preliminary ideas. They could only be regarded as semi-finished products.
It took Qin Fen a whole day to sort out what he saw and everything he recorded. He had not finished his induction yet he already felt the mental fatigue.
Sleep when you are tired! Qin Fen did not insist on completing the induction in one day. After all, the records he saw on that day was too much. To be able to do a simple sorting was already unexpected luck.
“Maybe the genius Xue Tian could have organized and induce it easily?” Qin Fen lay on his bed and closed his eyes. He said to himself before falling asleep, “So to say, in this case, I really am jealous of Xue Tian.”
“Ah… ti!” Xue Tian walked out of the room from the shower and rubbed his nose, “I wonder which beauty is thinking about me again. Hey, my heart aches when I think of beauty, look at these guys, pestering me every day. There is no time to chase girls.”
In Xue Tian’s living room, Caesar and four other people laid on the ground and the sofa in deep sleep. All this time Xue Tian used Qin Fen’s training program to make them understand what was called hell. They didn’t even have the strength to go back to their rooms as they fell asleep in Xue Tian’s room instantly.
Another night passed and Qin Fen woke up again to begin the next cultivation and induction.
These dragon fists were grouped into different categories according to their similar genres and ideas. It was still a work of spirit and mental strength.
Unlike the initial sorting, when inducing, one must know what was the general essence of the dragon fists’ or the general direction of martial dao in order to summarize these works.
This required analysis, a very serious analysis, and it took more effort than the initial sorting.
The insight of those relatively completed dragon fists was considered simple to sort. Qin Fen’s headache was about the classification of the semi-finished products.
On the surface, the value of the semi-finished products looked far less valuable than the finished product, but It was only because they were all semi-finished products. If he could follow the direction of these semi-finished products, no one could guarantee that it would not expand into something that would defy all laws of nature.
In contrast, the classification of these semi-finished products was difficult to do because of the characteristics of the semi-finished products.
To sort something that temporarily looked useless with no idea of how useful it might be in the future, Qin Fen quickly found that the difficulty was much greater than he thought. Due to the need to check and research a semi-finished product and then induce it, he unexpectedly fell into a state of reasoning expansion. An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
“This still requires great perseverance and mental strength.” Qin Fen shook his head hard as if he wanted to throw out the organized items in his head. He said to himself in a low voice, “You must control, learn to control yourself, don’t be too addicted to it.”
For a young man who was addicted to martial dao, it was hard to see a semi-finished product with unlimited expand space and not expand it. This was much harder than to not letting the cats eat fish.
In a blink of an eye, another hour passed. Qin Fen could only sigh weakly, “Well, this time I failed again. Next time, I have to control myself, I must control it.”
After forty-five minutes, Qin Fen smiled bitterly as he shook his head and sighed, “Where did my willpower goes?”
It was just an induction, but Qin Fen was extremely exhausted in spirit and he had only inducted the finished products into different categories. As for the induction of semi-finished products, he had barely just started.
Lay down and sleep, wake up and do induction cultivation.
A lot of time passed and in the blink of an eye, a few days had passed. Qin Fen looked at the electronic calendar and knew that tomorrow was the day that Asura called Yang Lie to go out.
“Time passed so fast?” Qin Fen knelt on his bed, a little bit annoyed.
The induction of semi-finished products was beyond imagination. He thought that the items of the Secret Art Pavilion could be settled quickly. He didn’t expect the difficulty was much more than he imagined.
“It seems that I looked down upon the Sacred Martial Hall.” Qin Fen raised his hand and scratched his head as he reflected upon himself, “Sacred Land of Martial Arts, truly a Sacred Land of Martial Arts. The things I have seen while staying inside for twelve hours compared to staying outside for hundreds of hours was only the contact of the skin and fur [2]. It seems that to forget everything is still far from me. If I were to encounter another battle of life and death with another fourteen-star class martial artists, my winning rate could only be less than one percent.”
“Accurate judgment, an honest confrontation, you are better than I thought.”
At the door, a low voice came in slowly. Qin Fen raised his eyebrows and looked at the door cautiously. Because he was addicted to his self-reflection he did not notice the existence of the person before he spoke…
Wrong! Qin Fen’s two thick eyebrows moved closer to the center gradually. After this person had spoken, he still did not feel his existence!
Who is it? The legendary Bae Seong-Joon? Did he hear about the death of his disciples and had come to Sacred Martial Hall from the State of Korea? A few thoughts flashed through Qin Fen’s mind quickly. It’s not right! If it was Bae Seong-Joon, he would have come with strong killing intent right? The White Tiger once did a similar thing that day! And even if it was Bae Seong-Joon, he should not be able to walk into this house.
The rooms of the Sacred Martial Hall were controlled by the owner of the room. Qin Fen needed to be shut in to finish and induce the classic dragon fists in the past few days. New commands were added to the door settings to block all knocking sounds.
This person did not knock on the door and there was no free access set for him by the owner. How did he get the sound of his voice into the room?
One leg stepped in slowly from the doorway corridor…
Firm and powerful! A spirit full of confidence! Qin Fen’s pupil dilated a bit, it seemed that this person’s leg was definitely not of an average upperclassman’s, it was far more powerful than Cai Renying!
He could enter the room freely? Qin Fen jumped out of bed and became alerted. Does the Sacred Martial Hall have such a person in existence?
Another step forward, the speaker walked into the living room and revealed his true identity.
Qin Fen evaluated the man who didn’t have the slightest of killing intent quickly but his eyes showed that he was a powerful man.
With a height of one meter and eighty-five, the slender body was not much different from any ordinary elite martial artists except for the fact that his skin was really purple!
The sun shone on this purple face and it reflected faintly the delicate luster of his baby’s skin. His golden hair was supple and full of elasticity.
That pair of prideful eyes was actually purple! Like two purple crystals, a firm and divine light shone from it.
“Young man, are you called Qin Fen? First, let me introduce myself. My name is Aziya. My current position is in the inner chamber, head of the criminal law department. You can also call me Sakra.”
As he finished talking, Aziya came to the front of the sofa on his own and sat in the exact center of the sofa with his chest pulled back.
That’s right! Exact center! Qin Fen instantly judged the location of Aziya. It was exactly the center of the long sofa, which seemed to be accurately measured with a vernier caliper.
Inner chamber? Head of the Criminal Law Department? Sakra Aziya? Qin Fen’s eyes were full of doubts. What is the reason for an upperclassman of the Sacred Martial Hall to come?
