He shook his head repeatedly. As a recruit, he had actually forgotten this day that everyone in the barracks called a holiday. It was truly a shame for his identity as a recruit.
Qin Fen saw the living quarters in the distance, and he couldn't help but speed up his footsteps. He speculated endlessly in his mind. I wonder if Squad Leader Hao, who hasn't been deceived by anyone these past few days, is happy with his comrades' training? If that was really the case, his comrades would probably not even have the strength to stand up after being deceived.
Qin Fen was a bit excited as he stood before the door to the living quarters. Normally, Qin Fen preferred to keep a low profile, suppressing his emotions in his heart. After the series of events that happened in the State of Korea, he was in a rare state of excitement. He happily pushed open the door and yelled, "I'm back."
Everyone in the room was stunned at first when they saw Qin Fen. Then, they didn't erupt with the cheers and welcome he had imagined. The atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing, making him feel oppressed.
What? What's going on? Could it be Okamoto Takeshi? Or someone else? A series of thoughts flashed through Qin Fen's mind. His eyes quickly swept over the number of people in the room and the state of everyone's bodies.
The number of people was not reduced, and no one appeared to be injured … Qin Fen hesitated. What the hell happened?
"Old Qin, this … you're back …"
Zhang Xiangyang, who had won against Qin Fen in the probability of mental calculation that day, had an embarrassed expression on his face.
"What? What happened? "Qin Fen dragged his suitcase into the room.
"This … sigh …" Zhang Xiangyang sighed again and again. He stammered, "This … this … we've … lost Dragon Hall's signboard."
"How can the Dragon Hall's signboard be lost?" Qin Fen smiled. That was a virtual electronic signboard in the Sky Battle Net. It wasn't something physical that could be thrown away at will.
"Someone is challenging our dojo …"
"What?" Qin Fen loosened the handle of the suitcase, "How long has it been since the sign was stolen?"
"This …" Zhang Xiangyang curled his lips and said helplessly, "The signboard has been torn down for two days. According to the rules, if we can't get our signboard back in three days, Dragon Hall will be disbanded, and the sect will be judged bankrupt by the system. "
Bankruptcy? Going bankrupt before making any money? Giving money to the System for free?
Qin Fen shook his head. This wasn't what he had originally planned. He dragged the suitcase and quickly walked to his bed. He turned his head and asked Zhang Xiangyang, "Which sect did this?"
"The Certain Victory Sect." Zhang Xiangyang hurriedly replied, "He's a four-star. We're not strong enough to defeat him. So … "
"Certain Victory Sect? Why is it so familiar? "
Qin Fen put down his luggage and lay on his bed. He finally recalled who the Certain Victory Sect was while he was installing the helmet.
"Ye Tian, the one who uses Lu Bu's Halberd Technique, right?" Qin Fen inserted the power plug of his helmet into the power socket.
"It's not just him." Zhang Xiangyang also laid down on his bed. "He even hired a protector. It seems like he's much stronger than him."
"Alright, got it."
Qin Fen responded. He entered the Sky Battle Net at the fastest speed possible. The other recruits entered the Sky Battle Net one after another at this time.
"Hall Master." Zhang Xiangyang appeared before Qin Fen. "The Certain Victory Sect is right next to us."
Qin Fen followed Zhang Xiangyang to arrive in front of the Certain Victory Gate's door. He kicked the door plank, which didn't look sturdy at all.
In the next second, the door of the Certain Victory Door turned into dozens of wooden blocks. They flew everywhere and rushed into the room.
"Who is so rude?"
A furious roar came from the inner hall of the room. A large halberd was the first to reveal itself from behind the screen in the inner hall.
Qin Fen sneered. "You kicked my Dragon Hall and stole my signboard. You think I'm going to be polite with you?"
Ye Tian walked out from behind the screen in a set of bright, ancient armor.
He was stunned when he saw Qin Fen, but his eyes immediately lit up when he heard Qin Fen's words.
Ye Tian didn't wait for anyone to react. He fished out two pills from his chest and quickly stuffed them into his mouth. A malevolent, naughty smile appeared at the corner of his lips. His pair of venomous eyes glared dead-on at Qin Fen. "It's you! You took advantage of me being unprepared that day to ambush and kill my challenger! I've been waiting for you for a long time. I can finally take revenge myself. "
Qin Fen smiled. The first thing this man did upon meeting him was to swallow a Berserker Pill and an Armor Pill. Clearly, this was a sign of lack of confidence. What was he pretending to be an expert for?
Last time, Qin Fen made the first move to fight. This time, Ye Tian had learned his lesson. He shook the Heaven Scorcher Halberd in his hand, and the entire halberd spun at high speeds like a spinning top. A silver dragon that could crush everything howled as it bit toward Qin Fen's shoulder.
All of Ye Tian's combat and attack methods were exactly the same as last time. It was just that this time, Ye Tian had taken the Berserker Pill. His angle, speed, and power had all increased by an extreme amount. He wanted to use the same move to kill Qin Fen. Only this way could he vent the hatred in his heart.
The corner of Qin Fen's lips curled into a cold smile. He stomped heavily on the arena with his front foot, and his exploding right arm was like an ancient war hammer. He fiercely smashed the body of the Heaven Scorcher Halberd. Ye Tian's arms felt the same as when he fought Qin Fen last time. His arms were ruthlessly swept by the heavy rod, and the gathered Primordial Chaos Energy was instantly scattered. The Heaven Scorcher Halberd, which spun like a spinning top, came to a stop as well. It left his hands.
Qin Fen's large hand grabbed the Heaven Scorcher Halberd. He forcefully pulled back, seizing the halberd once more.
Ye Tian was the same as last time. He was stupefied once more. He had clearly eaten the Berserker Pill, and his strength had increased explosively. How could the result be the same as last time?
Qin Fen arrived before Ye Tian in this moment of stupefaction. He had used the Earth Dragon Iron Hammer of Neo Taekwondo back then. Today, he heavily smashed Ye Tian's head into pieces without any modifications.
Pop. Crack. Crack …
The Sky Battle Net once again displayed its realistic style. For the second time, Ye Tian's head was smashed into his chest by a huge force.
Qin Fen stood on the spot with an imposing aura. His eyes were like lightning as they swept over everyone from the Certain Victory Sect. "Where is my Dragon Hall's sign?"
The disciples of the Certain Victory Sect were all stupefied by Qin Fen's series of firm and fierce fights. Not a single one of them could speak.
A long time passed before a disciple of the Certain Victory Sect whispered, "Your sign is no longer with us. The day before yesterday, our sect master went to your place to challenge the sects, and his sect was challenged by someone. Not only was our sign taken away by someone, but yours was taken away as well. "
"What?" Qin Fen turned his head to look at his comrades outside the door.
Zhang Xiangyang raised his head to look at the place where the sign of the Certain Victory Sect was hung. There really wasn't a sign there.
Qin Fen let out a heavy sigh. For the sake of finding his sign and avoiding bankruptcy, he could only ask, "Who kicked the Certain Victory Sect?"
"Thunder … Thunder Mountain Villa … is right next door …."
Qin Fen turned around and walked out of the Certain Victory Sect. He gazed at the long street, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. This was an area where fierce battles often occurred. Thunder Mountain Villa wouldn't be unable to protect its sign, right? If that was the case, then he wouldn't have to challenge the entire street today, right?
* — *
There were at least eight thousand sects like the Certain Victory Sect in the Hell City of the fourth satellite. Why did they survive and develop? They were able to obtain a bit more points. Challenging sects, stealing signs, and having their signs stolen were commonplace.
It was unknown just how many sects disappeared from these struggles every day, and just how many sects passed the test to join this seemingly endless war.
Qin Fen stood in front of the door to the Thunder Mountain Villa. A stone lion, taller than a person, and two red pillars, thick enough for a person to wrap their arms around, formed a somewhat imposing and retro front. It was a bit similar to its name.
Qin Fen had learned his lesson from last time when he challenged the sects. He only obtained a bit of points and didn't get the sign back. Qin Fen intentionally raised his head to look at the sign hanging on the door.
Thunder Mountain Villa. The four gold-plated words were set off by the red background, adding a bit of grandeur to the building.
Zhang Xiangyang, who had quickly vanished after challenging the Certain Victory Sect, logged in once more and appeared by Qin Fen's side. He quickly said, "I found a bit of information about the Thunder Mountain Villa through the forums. Speaking of which, it's quite a coincidence. This sect's Fiery Thunderbolt is also a four-star martial artist. Aside from him, there's also a deputy villa master, Aqua Thunderbolt, who is also a four-star martial artist. Thirty-five days ago, the villa was forced to disband because someone stole its sign. We weren't able to get it back within the time limit. Thirty days ago, we successfully applied for a new sect, and we established it once more …. "
Qin Fen more or less regretted establishing Dragon Hall. The risk factor of this investment was far too high. Qin Fen really didn't know if he would be able to earn back the profit he deserved with such a high risk investment.
Zhang Xiangyang continued, "Fiery Thunderbolt and Aqua Thunderbolt both cultivate in the neo martial art, Descent of Divinity."
The neo martial art, Descent of Divinity? Qin Fen's extended leg stopped in midair. Rumor had it that this neo martial art was not only expensive, but the requirements to cultivate in it were also a bit harsh.
Even though Qin Fen had watched a thousand duels, he had never seen anyone use the Descent of Divinity. When he heard this news, a bit of interest was immediately piqued.
The two arrived before the vermilion lacquer door, and Qin Fen politely knocked on the brass ring handle of the door.
This place wasn't the Certain Victory Sect, which had stolen Dragon Hall's sign in a sect-challenge. There was no need to kick and shatter the other party's door to vent the anger in his heart.
If possible, Qin Fen hoped that he wouldn't need to fight to get his sign back.
"They're here. They're here."
The sound of the door opening was like a painful groan. It was as if the door could be destroyed at any moment.
"Oh? So many people? " The person who opened the door had a happy expression, but it soon turned into a cautious one brimming with hostility. "What do you guys think you're doing?"
Qin Fen looked behind him. Practically all of his comrades in the company had followed him. No matter how he looked at it, this situation didn't seem like a friendly visit. It was more like a negotiation between gangsters.
"Hello." Qin Fen was infected by this sort of environment. He cupped his hands and said, "Dragon Hall's Thirty-Six Hours requests an audience with the two villa masters of the Thunder Mountain Villa."
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