The Favored Son of Heaven

Chapter 272: Violent Blood

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

The small cafe was quiet once again.

Xue Tian has also received the Sacred Martial Hall’s invitation!

Xing Wuyi stared at Qin Fen, “What about you? Did you receive one?”

“No.” Qin Fen’s hand patted the jaded hand of Song Jia on his temple, “It’s not so painful anymore.”

“Jia Jia…” Lin Liqiang held both his hands over his head, “My head hurts.”

“Hurt until you die!” Song Jia sat back on the sofa with a blushing face, and her cute little nose slammed into Lin Liqiang, “Go look for your girlfriends!”

“Aiii…” Lin Liqiang sighed, “Hoes before bros. What’s more, we are childhood friends right, so no suspicions…”

The tension before the war was dissolved by Lin Liqiang’s annoying pesters.

“Well, I should go.” Xing Wuyi got up, “Keep on fighting and who knows, we might have a chance to face each other. Even if we don’t meet, we will face the other strong recruits. Better prepare yourselves.”

Xue Tian sank into the sofa, wiggled his body and jumped to Lin Liqiang’s side. “I heard that a lot of Caesar’s and Yang Lie’s female fans have come. I decided that before facing them on the battlefield, I will steal those female fans over. I will crush their rampant arrogance fiercely in advance. I was wondering, Sir Lin, if you are interested in helping out a brother in this matter?”

“Sir Xue, if you put it that way, how can I, Lin Liqiang, pull out from this?” Lin Liqiang smiled and got up, he pounded his chest with his fist, making a loud thud. With a heroic look on his face, “To take in knives piercing both sides for my brothers has always been the Lin vow.”

“Let’s do it.” Xue Tian and Lin Liqiang put their arms around each other and walked towards the door, “I have already inquired about the location of several beautiful women. This time we must win and return. When Yang Lie and Caesar find out about this, they are going to be pissed.”

Qin Fen turned to look at the back of Xue Tian who walked out of the door. What is a genius? Look at Xue Tian and you will know. When others were training, he was playing. When others trained their fists, he was sleeping. When others were awakening martial dao, he was looking for beautiful women.

Lin Ling got up silently and quickly disappeared into the cafe.

“What do you want?”

“This Xue Tian.” Qin Fen looked back at Song Jia’s charming dimple, “A person with such talent would make any martial artist jealous.”

“That’s not called talent.” Song Jia smiled and picked up her coffee, “My grandfather said that it’s called being artistic. Xue Tian may not know this but my grandfather once evaluated him.”

“Oh?” Qin Fen’s eyes were filled with curiosity. Having Earth Martial God, Song Wendong comment on them was enough to make one proud.

“Grandpa said, this kid…” Song Jia roughly deepened the tone of her voice to imitate the deep voice of Song Wendong, “Very good, very good. The artistry he has is the best I have ever seen.”

Qin Fen lightly supported his chin and said, “If there is a chance, I must spar with Xue Tian.”

Song Jia leaned forward and held Qin Fen’s cheek with both hands, “Are you tired? I saw fatigue in your eyebrows.”

“Tired.” Qin Fen nodded again and again, “I’m really tired.”

“Let’s go to my place and rest for a while.” Song Jia whispered, blushing slightly, “Your military camp is easily disrupted.”

“Okay.”

Qin Fen was exhausted. The particle storm was not only a test of control, but also a test of calculation and concentration.

The particle storm that didn’t hurt anyone. Plus, with the mature operation of a top ace mobile armor warrior, anyone would be extremely fatigued.

When Qin Fen woke up, the sky was already dark.

Song Jia was sitting on the ground, meditating and cultivating her internal art. As the granddaughter of the Earth Martial God and a martial artist, cultivation was essential.

Qin Fen snuck out of bed and slowly opened the door to exit the room.

As a recruit, if one did not rest in the camp every day, no matter how many championships they won, one would not earn much glory for the East Asia military region. Instead, one would humiliate the East Asia military region for not following the military order.

The streets in the middle of the night were extremely quiet. Qin Fen opened a Tai Chi stance and slowly moved along the empty street instead of walking normally.

The sensation of the battle during the daytime returned to the body bit by bit and the hardness and softness transformed into the body. The twenty-four style simplified Tai Chi fist in his hands was sometimes hard, sometimes soft.

He did this all the way back to the front of the military camp, putting away his stance once he arrived, remembering the feeling just now along the way.

Although the stance was closed, his body did not withdraw from Tai Chi. In every step, his body’s muscles and true energy remained running the twenty-four style.

If a brilliant martial artist passed by here, they would be surprised to find that the young Qin Fen walked with a pure Tai Chi power.

Unconsciously, Qin Fen returned to his place of residence.

The five fingers quickly tapped on the electronic code lock and Qin Fen was very happy that even his fingers were able to exert the power of the twenty-four Tai Chi fist.

The simplest things often contained the most complicated methods.

The most complicated things were often born from the simplest.

Qin Fen was happy to understand the meaning of his master’s words. As he walked to the side of his bed in the room, his body’s fine hair suddenly blew up. The five fingers that were throbbing mid-air suddenly became a fist and the air that was gripped made a loud “bang”. The true energy in his body poured into his arm like waves of the river all of a sudden!

Eighteen paths of true energy rushed into the soft right fist, instantly twisted together and gathered into a surging aura of power.

Biochemical beast open!

The pulses felt like a CPU releasing information, and it was quickly spread out to every part of Qin Fen’s body and the true energy swelled in it.

Murderous aura! Murderous intent!

There was a strong killing intent from the corner of the room! Qin Fen had never felt murderous intent as strong as this. It was one which carried a strong taste of blood and death.

This murderous intent was well-hidden. The pores and skin completely covered up the murderous intent in the body. The whole person was like a lifeless stone.

Until the moment of attack, the murderous intent felt like a complete explosion of Sun Wukong the Monkey King who blasted the stone and flew out from within.

In one-thousandth of a second, every corner of the room was filled with the bloody murderous intent.

It was too late to think, the body reacted before the brain! Qin Fen’s right foot dropped with his left foot together, making the ground tremble. The bed next to him was shaken and suddenly bounced off the ground. The right-handed fist, filled with the eighteen paths of true energy, hit the bloody shadows that were overwhelming and fierce.

Eighteen Dragons Gathering Clouds!

The fists covered with blue veins set off a sound of wind and thunder, and there was a hint of thunder echoing in the air.

Boom!

The moment the fist collided, the airflow generated was as if a sudden explosion of a car tire. The strong airflow blew the blanket of the wooden bed that had yet landed with a crashing sound, off the bed.

Puff…

Blood spurted out of Qin Fen’s mouth. The violent fists seemed to fail to linger on the legendary Mount Buzhou. Qin Fen felt that the opponent’s true energy was like a tsunami, and an elephant was pushed back and violently hit his chest.

Kacha…

The slight sound of bones could be heard from the right arm of Qin Fen, and his feet on the ground was no longer rock-solid. His body was if an elephant had charged and rammed into his chest.

Clatter…

Qin Fen’s back hit the aluminum window and flew out. His arm that was covered with blue veins had returned to normal and his green military uniform was instantly wet with blood, like Kyokushin Genichi’s uniform during the day.

Ten star-class? The comet-class peak? Qin Fen felt that the fracture was not just in his right arm. The punch just now seemed to have fractured all the bones in his body. The true energy from his body collided with the foreign true energy. With every pulse, the collision continued as if it wanted to tear the body.

The shadow of a fist sent Qin Fen flying, his body slightly stumped and said, “You actually entered the sonic realm? It seems that I had belittled you. But you must die!”

In the quiet night, the soft murmur of the shadow traveled clearly to Qin Fen’s ear. A tyrannical true energy rose again in the room…

This is…planet level? Rank eleven or rank twelve or higher? Qin Fen’s body had not yet landed and the true energy in his body suddenly burst open and blood flow straight into his brain. His consciousness suddenly became blurry, he could barely see the shadow breaking through the window, the body in mid-air sent out punches of thunder that sounded similar to Qin Fen’s.

Boom! Qin Fen landed on the ground, with the body was seriously injured from the great fall. His body was out of commission before the fist even pressed on him.

Die! The masked man in black had a hint of excitement in his eyes. To be able to kill a martial artist that reached the sonic boom realm at a young age was such an exciting event.

One finger!

A finger appeared silently in Qin Fen’s body, blocking the punch that could kill an elephant.

One finger quietly withstood the attack like a tank.

A fierce punch, a twelve-star punch hit the finger and it did not make any sound.

There was no violent air blasting sound upon impact and there was no fragile finger broken by this punch.

The fist was quietly stopped in front of the finger that blocked its path.

A black man was staring at the tall man in front of him.

A slightly worn-out cloak covered most of his face, making it hard to see what he was like.

“The blood ranking ninth?”

The man under the cloak slowly opened his mouth, with a hint of inquiries in his tone.

“Ah?”

The face of the man in black was blank, his neck nodding completely uncontrollable and there was a look of pride in his eyes.

The blood ranks: an important ranking system for killers.

The ninth was a glorious rank.

“Who are you?” The man in black squeezed his fists hard and still couldn’t shake this seemingly weak finger. An overbearing force suddenly spurted out of the fingers.

Boom!

Kacha…

Just like how Qin Fen was injured just now, the man in black’s arm was broken and blood spewed out from the pores of his arm. A mouthful of blood spurted into the sky.

“You…”

The man in black’s body was slammed into a wall of the house. He looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. He used only one finger and he smashed his blood ranks to the ninth.

“Leave.”