Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Qin Fen didn’t have time to think too much about the situation. He realized that the last message he received had been sent thirty-five seconds ago. The Arhat Cloud Walk was unleashed using the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art as the foundation, and he quickly rushed toward his living quarters.
After making his way past two corners, a familiar figure appeared on the road before him.
The figure was over a hundred and eighty centimeters in height and possessed a mass of two hundred and eighty kilograms. Okamoto Takeshi was like a mountain of flesh as he blocked the center of the road.
Not too far away from the man was another young man of Neo Sumo who looked to weigh about the same in the two hundred and fifty-kilogram range.
These two mountains of flesh sat cross-legged on the ground. They stood up the moment they saw Qin Fen. Their bodies were as nimble as the bodies of monkeys. Not a trace of slowness could be seen from them that fat people ought to possess.
“Qin Fen, we should put an end to our unfinished fight….”
Okamoto Takeshi’s legs split apart, and his two palms, the size of palm leaves, slowly pulled open in a fighting stance. An aura exuded from him, one just like that of Optimus Prime.
Qin Fen didn’t even spare Okamoto Takeshi a single glance. He was about to lose his tool for making money. He was in no mood for a duel.
Qin Fen arrived before Okamoto Takeshi. Two Dragon Guards were executed in a row, and he flickered behind Okamoto Takeshi. His feet didn’t even stop for a second as he quickly sprinted toward the living quarters.
Okamoto Takeshi’s expression of excitement suddenly froze. He turned around to look at Qin Fen’s figure, which was rapidly shrinking into the distance. The muscles of his face twitched endlessly out of his control due to the anger he felt.
Okamoto Takeshi’s body couldn’t stop shaking. No one had ignored him like this before.
“Senior Brother, there is no need to be this angry.” The sumo wrestler next to him, who was slightly thinner than Okamoto Takeshi, said, “Our initial goal this time around is to issue a challenge. Since he is this impolite, next time we can simply start a fight.”
Okamoto Takeshi’s body slowly stopped shaking. He sighed and said, “Date, you are right. There’s no need to be angry against someone like him. Someone who lacks a martial artist’s honor.”
Qin Fen hurried back to his room. There was only one recruit who sat on a bed. The other recruits were all lying on their beds and wearing helmets.
The recruit that sat on the bed hurriedly spoke when he saw Qin Fen. “Old Qin, it’s bad! Yesterday that Li Mo of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains sect joined forces with the people of the Certain Victory Sect and some other sects on the street that don’t like Dragon Hall. They engaged in a sect-annihilation battle with us.”
“Sect-annihilation?” Qin Fen was not in a rush to log into the Sky Battle Net upon arriving in the room. He asked, “Explain it clearly.”
“Simply speaking, a sect-annihilation is different from a sect-challenge.” The recruit had a look of disgust. “It can be described as a war between sects. In this situation, sects can muster more than just martial arts. They can utilize firearms! If a sect has enough capital, the sect can even purchase mobile armors, aircraft, and even warships to engage in battle.”
Qin Fen’s brow furrowed tight. Dragon Hall just happened to gain enough fame to make money, and now this sort of thing just had to happen. He really was unlucky.
“What sort of gains can I get if I annihilate their sects?” Qin Fen asked very briskly, “The practical gains.”
“You can get their sect’s base. You gain the right to the property. You can sell it to the system or sell it to other sects. If their sects possess supplies, then half of the supplies are handed to the victor, and the remaining half is returned to the system.”
“What counts as a sect-annihilation?”
“When they are killed clean three times over, or when they choose not to resurrect for two hours upon their death. They will be kicked out in this situation. This is until all of them die….”
Qin Fen, having understood all the rules, simply put on his helmet and connected to the battle network.
Dragon Hall was a tool to make money quickly. It was also a tool to challenge the experts of various sects.
After experiencing the intense fight from last time, Qin Fen had discovered the true benefit of the Sky Battle Net. It was the fact that this was a world, which had practically no borders, where one could meet and experience a myriad of martial arts while sparring with experts of all sorts of schools and styles.
In reality, it was a crime to kill someone if a life-or-death agreement was arranged beforehand! However, things were different in the Sky Battle Net. One didn’t need to feel apprehension about anything. One can unleash their martial arts at full strength and strike the opponent down.
The number of things one could learn in a fight to the death far exceeded that of a fight not to the death. Qin Fen knew this, and he knew that he had to engage in major fights to death repeatedly in order to improve himself. He needed to gain first-hand experience of martial arts he had never encountered before and learn their strong points in order to improve himself.
From the perspective of a poor kid, it was utterly unrealistic to go challenging everyone all around in real life. Only in the Sky Battle Net was such a thing possible.
The scene before Qin Fen’s eyes warped as part of the login process, and he appeared on the street where he had logged out from in the first place. Waves of dense gunfire echoed from Dragon Hall’s location far in the distance.
“Old Qin!” Zhang Xiangyang immediately used a communications device to contact Qin Fen. “That Beauty of Rivers and Mountains sect is way too despicable. They’ve incited talks about how Dragon Hall is a threat, saying how if they don’t annihilate us now, our Dragon Hall will seize the entire street by force in the future. The end result is a huge number of sects believing their words. Seven hundred or so people have banded together to wage war against us in sect-annihilation.”
Seven hundred people?
Qin Fen’s eyes spasmed when he heard this number.
With such a large amount of people, the might of them opening fire simultaneously, even if none had wielded a gun before in their life, was substantial.
In the case where several sects brought out artillery, even if it is the most ancient of mortars, the combined power would still be extremely shocking.
“Old Qin, are you worried that they may be using artillery?” Zhang Xiangyang’s voice rang out from the communications device. He had read Qin Fen’s mind. “The price for artillery in the Sky Battle Net is extremely high. This time all our enemies are using guns.”
“How is the battle situation?”
“It’s not looking good. Half of our comrades have already died once.” Zhang Xiangyang lips twitched.”Quite a few of the seven hundred enemies have prior military experience. They are more familiar with firearms than us brothers.”
Qin Fen’s complexion turned grave. His comrades’ experience with guns was only a mere few days. To be an accurate shooter was already quite decent of them. It unfair to face former military; they were taking quite the losses.
“Get rid of that sniper! Do you hear me!? Get rid of him!”
Several members of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect had eyes that glowed red from being killed. After they resurrected, they hurriedly rushed toward Dragon Hall. Loud roars came from their lips, and they didn’t notice Qin Fen’s existence at all.
A sniper? Qin Fen was a bit surprised. He never heard of Squad Leader Hao mention someone particularly talented in sniping among the recruits before.
“Old Qin, the sniper they are yelling about is Du Peng.”
Zhang Xiangyang’s voice came from the communications device once more.
Though they were separated by some distance, Qin Fen realized that Zhang Xiangyang could accurately guess his thoughts. This was something that ordinary people could not do.
“Du Peng?”
Qin Fen’s surprise grew even more from hearing the name. This man, who had the cool eye of a bystander when Qin Fen founded Dragon Hall, had actually appeared here to help.
“We owe many thanks to Old Du.” Zhang Xiangyang had a happy expression. “Things would be much harder without him.”
“Are you the person who took on the mantle of commander here?”
“In a way, yes.”
“Okay, I have faith in your abilities. I continue to leave Dragon Hall under your command. Let’s have a good chat after all the fighting is done.” Qin Fen saw a few members of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect die, revive, then reinforce wielding guns. “Wait until I get my hands on a gun. I’ll strike at them from the outside.”
“Okay! No problem.” Zhang Xiangyang’s voice rang crisply. “Old Qin, if Dragon Hall is still standing after the battle is over, you should go to the city and buy a good gun. Dragon Hall is now famous. Even if you don’t want to engage in sect-annihilation battles, I’m afraid the choice is no longer yours.”
“Man!” Qin Fen sighed. “Gotta spend money again.”
The members of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect who died then resurrected had dropped their guns on the battlefield. Qin Fen wouldn’t be able to seize the guns of these members and kill them if he wanted to.
It wasn’t that there was no opportunity to snatch a gun. It was just doing so would reveal himself before seven hundred enemies. Qin Fen didn’t believe he was superhuman enough to survive a volley of gunfire from all these people.
Dying once would lead him to revive beneath the muzzle of an enemy’s gun. This would only lead to dying over and over.
Qin Fen studied the overall situation carefully before sprinting out from the street. He hailed a taxi at an intersection and took the cab directly to the nearest weapon shop.
“Hello, sir. What would you like to buy today?”
The young saleswoman, completely created by the system, had forever the perfect smile.
“An AK-74. Give me six hundred bullets and one ammunitions backpack.” Qin Fen said very briskly. “How much is it?”
“Mister, We have more advanced guns for you to choose from if you desire. For example, the electron pulse-type M19. This will eliminate the need to carry heavy ammunition.”
“AK-74! Six hundred rounds. One ammunitions backpack.” Qin Fen interrupted the saleslady. As the disciple of Gun King, he had the basic skill of choosing the best weapon no matter the circumstances. One shouldn’t choose a weapon just because it was advanced.
Soon, the ancient AK-74 and six hundred rounds were placed before Qin Fen. At the same time, his heart ached as a considerable sum of money was drawn from his account.
“This time I will sell the land of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect for sure!” Qin Fen raised his gun as he walked out from the weapons shop with a face filled with killing intent. He thought for a moment before turning around and returning to the shop. “Give me a little bit of something else too….”
Qin Fen walked out of the store with killing intentions blooming from within. Aside from the AK-74 in his hand and an ammunition backpack the size of half a man on his back, he also held a pack the size of a ten-year-old child.
The pedestrians on the side of the street all skirted to the side when they saw Qin Fen’s expression. Even if the weapon in his hand was an antique, the flesh of men was unable to block the strikes from this object.
Qin Fen hailed a taxi once more and returned to Dragon Hall’s street. He raised his gun as he walked straight into the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect, which was normally densely guarded but had its doors completely wide open today.
For the sake of convenience in the battle, all of the members of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect had set their resurrection point at the main door of their headquarters.
Qin Fen held the gun in his hands. He stood at the resurrection point of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect. He pulled the trigger in the first instance of seeing someone appear.
Those who just resurrected had the sight before their eyes turn to black as they died, never knowing what in the world had just happened.
It didn’t take long for Qin Fen to use seventy-two bullets to eliminate seventy-two disciples of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect, completely cutting off reinforcements to the battlefield.
A wave of hurried footsteps sounded from outside the door. Two disciples of the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect carried two T96 guns in their hands as they charged into the courtyard.
They yelled as they entered the courtyard. “Where is everyone! Why aren’t they reinforcing us? The other sects have already started complaining.”
“Huh? Why haven’t they resurrected yet?” Another member of the sect found things strange.
