Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
The entire Sacred Martial Hall was usually quiet, but today, every department had something going on. First, the head of the Intelligence Department, Dragon King – Ba Baiying, the fearsome martial artist who rarely makes a move, suddenly took a shot, smashing the outside of the Intelligence Department into ruins.
Although no battle took place at the Outer Sacred Martial Hall headquarters, the sudden and mysterious departure of the disciple of the Auspicious Goddess – Jennifer, the silent young genius, Solomon, after he had been sitting quietly at the entrance for over twenty hours straight left many people confused.
The Department of Strategy belonged to a special section outside of the six division of Sacred Martial Hall. It was a special department; its personnel would appear where they were needed.
The Department of Strategy didn’t have any strangely shaped building like other departments. It was as common as its function.
In the empty space of this ordinary building, a fierce battle was just fought not too long ago. The intense fight had severely destroyed the surrounding environment. The fearsome blade energy blow caused the engineering team responsible for repairing the surrounding dare not come in to repair at the first notice.
Tens of meters long deep and wide gashes could be found within a range of several kilometers on this open field. Rocks the size of fists could be seen everywhere. Not a single place that was bigger than one square meter and was unscathed could be found; all there was were countless pits with the radius of tens of meters and depth of one or two meters.
If it wasn’t the Sacred Martial Hall, it was quite easy to suspect that this place had just suffered the military’s intense barrage of heavy artillery!
The pungent smell of gunpowder was wafting from the pits and heaps of rocks from time to time.
It had already been some time since the battle had ended. According to the normal procedure, the engineering team personnel would have long come to repair it, restoring it to the usual appearance in the shortest time.
However, the engineering team, which had always been on dot, did not seem to have appeared. Only the personnel of the Department of Strategy knew that the engineering team came once already but another fierce battle had taken place after the engineering team had repaired it.
Not only that, but the engineering team had also appeared for the second time but they dared not approach the ravaged battlefield. And this was because of one person.
Sky Splitter – Brooks!
In the ravaged field stood Brooks with a serrated katana in his hand, which was originally a katana that could cut through iron like mud. Now, it was ladened with battle scars.
The former handsome and suave Brooks could no longer be found. His long chestnut-colored hair that used to be tied up in the back of his head was flying around, fluttering with the wind.
Brooks’s physique was still as strong as ever. The martial attired donned on his body was tattered. His body was ladened with burning scars as well as wounds from sharp blades.
Seventy-five! The personnel of the Department of Strategy had used a long-distance video camera to carefully count the scars on this young man.
Brooks drew the blade in his hand, took the bow and arrow step stance, and slowly placed the katana near his waist, as if he would use the sword-drawing technique at any time. His entire figure gave the impression that he might draw the katana and attack anytime. A towering battle intent had enveloped the entire huge battlefield. Even the mosquitoes would choose to fly away when they flew near the vicinity. Instinctively, one could feel that anyone who entered this battlefield would bear the brunt of a terrifying blade.
It was true as a matter of fact! Anyone who dared to step into this battlefield would be attacked at first notice! The second time the engineering team returned to the battlefield, they saw a gorgeous gleam from a blade that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
That blade at dawn was far more brilliant than the sunrise! The martial artists of the Department of Strategy would never forget that blade; it was fierce, resolute, and would never return! Even heaven would be split asunder by that blade!
If not for the head of the Department of Strategy, Yaksha King, dragging the people out of the combat ring and taking that heaven-shaking attack on the battlefield, the engineering team might have suffered helpless losses in an instant.
Whoever entered the battlefield would be attacked by the katana! The only place that was safe was outside of the battlefield!
The martial artists of the Department of Strategy would never forget that Brooks, who was in the special training, broke his phone and sat by the door of the Department of Strategy as if he was waiting after he received a phone call.
As a result, he waited till night before a martial artist arrived. According to the memory of nightwatchmen, the conversation between the two was very simple and straightforward.
“Uncle, I will not stop you if you are interested in working for the family. But I hope that you don’t stop my decision.”
“Brooks, you have already gone astray. I am ordering you on the behalf of the family, obey the decision made by the family.”
“Uncle, if the family ordered me to behead Qilin, I would not hesitate to draw my blade and cut Song Wendong down on the Qilin Mountain. If the family did not like the President and asked me to behead the President, then I would definitely rush into the presidential palace and bring the President’s head back home. However… not that.”
“You!? Why? Don’t tell me it’s because of some stupid friendship…”
“That’s right, you’re right, it’s because of friendship.”
“Muddleheaded.”
“My pleasure.”
“Family’s interest always comes first. If you are so confused, then I can only help your journey of the Sacred Martial Hall in advance.”
“Is that so? Uncle, I have a very bad habit. You have not forgotten, have you? If I have decided something, I will surely do it. I dared to throw my family’s phone in the trash, do you think I am afraid of your threat? You are welcome to try me, but you better be prepared to get cut.”
This short dialogue was the start of the battle between the fifteen-star martial dao masters. Winner and loser were always distinguished very quickly in a battle between experts. The two sides fought for an entire hour. It was really a match of equally-matched opponents.
In the end, Brooks had two of his ribs broken as he took a punch to his abdomen and cut his uncle out of the ring, inflicting heavy injuries in the process. Then, he used his badge to notify the medical team and sent his uncle to the hospital.
The Sacred Martial Hall’s medical system was very advanced. It could even be said to be the most advanced medical system in the world today. When a group of martial artists gathered together, fierce battles happening every other day was inevitable. And naturally, injuries as well.
Brooks wasn’t worried about his uncle dying or being seriously injured. If he wanted to kill his uncle, he wouldn’t have needed to bear that punch to his abdomen.
The engineering team had just repaired the ruined battlefield and the cement had yet to be solidified in many places when another person stepped into the battlefield.
“Uncle, my uncle was just here.”
“I know that you are injured now. So, it will be in your best interest to give up your stupid resistance and return with me.”
“Again!? My answer is very simple. From the standpoint of the family, you are betting on the wrong horse. Qin Fen is the person worth betting on. If the family has to bet on the Zuo family, then I know I will be betting against my family. I will bet on my friend.”
“Why? Just because he is one of the youngest martial dao masters?”
“No, no, no, because he is my friend. Because I had already promised him that I will join him.”
“Promised? When? Did he call you?”
“Does he even need to call? The moment he receives the goal from the military, he must come to me or else I will chop him and feed him to the sharks. And then, I will cut Zuo Lin down and bury him with Qin Fen. Uncle, you don’t understand youngsters. We don’t need a phone call.”
Another short and simple conversation. Brooks fought two fifteen-star martial dao masters back to back in a short period of time, just like Qin Fen on Hallasan that day.
As a result, Brooks’ maternal uncle was seriously injured and was admitted to the hospital. Brooks had three family members in the Sacred Martial Hall. Two had already been sent to the hospital, the last one being Brooks himself.
After having fought the second battle, Brooks made one last move. He took the stance of Bow and Arrow Step, and placed his katana on his waist, keeping the combat stance of sword-drawing technique.
A very handsome pose! This was the evaluation of Yaksha King.
Unconscious and still doing this, very stupid move! This was also the evaluation of Yaksha King.
Will has dominated the body and waits without knowing if there will be any result. Should I call this confidence or extreme stupidity? This was the evaluation of Yaksha King.
Yaksha King couldn’t understand. The first time he came in contact with his disciple, he had discovered that his disciple’s IQ and martial arts talent were all super strong. How could he do such a stupid thing, waiting without knowing if there will be any result?
Even if a person was unconscious, his battle intent will always dominate the body. As such, no one was allowed to move him, his blade intent had covered the entire battlefield.
When a person was unconscious, his combat ability was far better when he was conscious! Yaksa King sat in the office with great interest, waiting for Brooks’ possible visitors.
Yaksha King had seen Qin Fen. When he read the information on Qin Fen from the projector, he also acknowledged that this young martial artist had a great aptitude in martial arts. But in the end, he still couldn’t figure out why Brooks made this move.
Yaksha King was different from the other heads. When he saw Brooks’ situation, he immediately recalled the other people who came with Brooks. He had immediately sent someone to inquire about them at first notice.
As a result, he was shocked by the news! The Young Dragon King, Yang Lie, the youngster at the peak of the fourteen-star level had entered the third level of the Flame God Realm, seeking death. All because he wanted to enter the fifteen-star level before Qin Fen arrived.
As for the silent Solomon, he had stepped on the family’s cell phone and waited by the entrance of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall headquarters, just like Brooks.
Suddenly, the blade intent covering the entire battlefield… disappeared.
Brooks, who had been maintaining the fighting stance for many hours, fell forward softly.
A figure rushed over at a high speed from the distance and grabbed Brooks before he fell to the ground.
Brooks was still in a coma. He was lying quietly on Qin Fen’s back. The katana in his hands that had never slackened slipped from his hand and hit the ground, making a crisp metallic noise.
Yaksha King raised his slender black eyebrows as his star-like eyes flickered with a little surprise. Is this a coincidence? Or did Brooks feel it instinctively that the person he was waiting for was here at last?
Three men and a woman walked side by side in silence on the ravaged battlefield. Brooks lay on Qin Fen’s back, still unconscious. At this moment, there was not a shred of battle intent lingering around him; he was completely relaxed.
“What an interesting team!” Yaksha King stood up as he looked at the five-man team walking on the ruined battlefield. “I’m looking forward to your brilliant performance.”
