Qin Fen's arm still felt a sliver of numbness. The South Pole Sect's sect master's fist was filled with nitrogen energy, and his arm was protected by a nitrogen armguard. The nitrogen energy permeated into Qin Fen's muscles in the instant of contact.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art charged forward, and a cloud of cold air visible to the naked eye sprayed out from his arm. In the short instant that the nitrogen was forced out, the East Mountain Gate's Thirty-six Tantui Lightning-Quick Sweep had already pushed towards his waist.
The Iron Mantis Sect's "Iron Knife Leaving the Hole", a finger pointing at the major acupoint on the neck.
A large iron spear appeared in Hun Yuan Men's hands, and he thrust it towards his thigh like a raging wave!
The Heaven Splitter Sect's Sect Master was completely like Qin Fen. Blue lightning danced around his body as he strode over with large steps. The electrical energy storage device within his body was fully activated, and he coordinated with the Chaotic Arrow Strike of the Paleo Martial Arts Eight Extreme Fists. The air crackled without end, and it was as if ten thousand arrows had been fired at the same time by archers on an ancient battlefield.
The master of the Swallow's Gate was also like a swallow. His Nine Palace Steps were ever-changing, making it hard for others to guess when he would truly close in.
The joint attack of neo martial arts and paleo martial arts completely enveloped every inch of Qin Fen's skin.
The combined might of the five was far more formidable than the combined might of the Thunder Mountain Villa's fire, water, and thunder by several times. Faced with the might of the heavens collapsing and the earth sinking, Qin Fen forced out his frozen energy. His true energy paused for a moment, and he had no choice but to dodge. He simply used the Guardian Deity Dance and the Dragon Guard, dodging the combined encirclement of the five in an unimaginably thrilling manner.
The last Gate Master who had been watching the battle from the outside still did not move! The five great sect masters were all well-known figures among four-star sects. None of them truly believed that they could kill Qin Fen with a single strike. Their bodies immediately shook as they pounced at Qin Fen once more.
Qin Fen, who had flashed out of the crowd, completely opened up his true energy. His aura of power and blood energy were restored to their peak state. The recoil of the cannon fist under his feet blasted him away. The whistling sound of his body rubbing against the air was like a cannonball whistling through the air.
Tyrannical Sect, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally took the initiative! He had no choice but to move. Thirty-Six Hours had already arrived in front of him. The Soaring Cannon's fist pierced through the air and smashed towards him.
He had to get rid of the biggest threat first! The power of Qin Fen's punch had also reached its peak. Even a buffalo's skull would be smashed by this punch.
The Sect Leader of the Tyrannical Sect had long been prepared for this. When he saw the fist that filled his entire world and left no room for retreat, the middle-aged man's brain shrank like a monkey! He bent his waist, twisted his ankle, and retreated! He forcefully dodged this sure-kill punch.
The punch missed! Qin Fen stomped his left foot on the ground, shifting his center of gravity forward. His right leg straightened and swung outwards!
Hong Fist's [Outer Lotus]!
Domineering Sect Leader wanted to dodge, but because of the monkey jumping off the cliff, his body was in a state where it was not easy for him to exert force. He hurriedly formed a cross with his arms to protect himself.
Lose for me! Qin Fen climbed up once more, and the sect master of the Hegemon Sect felt as if he hadn't collided with a human leg. Instead, it was as if he had been kicked by an enraged elephant, or as if he had been fiercely rammed by a charging rhinoceros.
The cross-shaped defense instantly dissipated, and Qin Fen's External Lotus Swing sent the sect master of the Hegemon Sect fifteen meters away. Qin Fen didn't even look at how the sect master died and disappeared.
Having eliminated the two most threatening sect masters in one fell swoop, Qin Fen's aura rose once more. He didn't even think about adjusting his true energy at all. He turned around and threw himself at the five sect masters who were chasing him.
In the instant he charged into the crowd, Qin Fen's two legs were like a tornado. He viewed all his opponents as weaklings under the storm.
This was the ultimate move of the Arhat Fist for group battles, the Whirlwind Kick!
Qin Fen's legs were like lightning. Waves of wind from his legs tore through the air, emitting the sound of a typhoon. His might and power were oppressive.
In an instant, it was as if a powerful typhoon had landed on the street. The leaves of countless trees shook without end.
The surrounding spectators were all stupefied from watching. It was as if the air beneath Qin Fen's feet had been sucked dry. The airflow was undergoing distortions visible to the naked eye!
A leg as thick as an elephant's solidly collided with the fists and feet of the five sect masters. In an instant, the typhoon blew past, and what followed was the world-shaking sound of fists and feet colliding.
The earth within a radius of ten meters of the center of the battlefield began to tremble. The five sect masters had staked their lives for the sake of glory. Their fists and feet displayed a peak four-star power that they had never displayed before.
It was just a pity that they didn't feel any joy at all. This Thirty-Six Hours stood at the peak of the peak! With every kick, a sect master would certainly be sent flying out of the center of the battlefield.
Whoosh whoosh …
After a short period of intense fighting, the five sect masters withdrew from the group with pained expressions. They had forcefully withstood Qin Fen's firm and fierce leg strikes. Waves of energy and blood churned in their chests. Their arms and legs were numb to the point where they practically couldn't feel anything.
They were unable to understand how Qin Fen was able to completely ignore neo martial arts attacks in battle. That was high voltage electricity! The Heaven Cleaving Sect's Wild Thunder and Fierce Lightning actually didn't even have the chance to paralyze the opponent for a tenth of a second?
The instant Qin Fen's feet touched the ground, the recoil of the cannon fist sent him flying once more. His target was none other than the sect master of the Heaven Cleaving Sect!
The battle just now was far too intense. The sect master of the Heaven Cleaving Sect's blood and energy were still churning. How could he possibly have the strength to dodge? The Level Heart Cannon directly opened a hole in his chest.
Qin Fen didn't stop after his strike succeeded. He grabbed the corpse of the sect master of the Heaven Cleaving Sect, which had yet to disappear, and tossed it with all his strength toward the sect master of the Swallow Sect, who had the most agile movement technique!
The sect master of the Swallow Sect, who was temporarily unable to move, was smashed to death on the spot by the corpse.
Qin Fen's feet launched the recoil of the cannon fist once more. This time, he chose the Thirty-Six Tantui Path!
The Tantui Path didn't even have any feeling in his feet when he clashed head-on just now. How could he possibly dodge? Without any suspense, he was sent flying off the ground by the Soaring Cannon.
Qin Fen slowly turned around and looked at his final opponent, the sect master of the Perfectly Round Sect, who wielded a large iron spear.
The intense battle caused the rise and fall of Qin Fen's chest and shoulders to grow larger.
Everyone here was a four-star martial artist. Even with Qin Fen's freakish physical body and his incomparable aura, he still consumed a great deal of his physical strength.
Qin Fen took a simple deep breath. His tone was very calm as he said, "Come. If I beat you, I can take back the sign of Dragon Hall."
"You've already won." The sect master of the Perfectly Round Sect tossed away the iron spear in his hand. The unwillingness of defeat lingered on his forehead. His complexion suddenly turned deathly pale, and he spat out a mist of blood from his mouth. He simply sat on the ground. "I've been injured by the shock. My sign …. "
"Wait a moment!" An ear-piercing voice came from the Beauty of Rivers and Mountains Sect. Li Mo's short stature jumped onto the street. "I've taken your sign before. You can't beat me. What right do you have to take back your sign?"
A wave of hisses suddenly rang out from the surrounding sects. They had seen shameless people before, but they had never seen someone this shameless. Li Mo was so scared that he peed his pants just now, but now he saw that Qin Fen's physical strength was lacking, so he ran out to challenge him.
Qin Fen's face carried a bit of a disdainful sneer. It didn't matter where one went in this world, one would always see the existence of such cheap people.
Qin Fen, who was a hundred and ninety centimeters tall, dispersed the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, and his body returned to its normal height of a hundred and eighty centimeters.
Without the might of his height, Li Mo hooked his finger at Qin Fen in an even more arrogant manner. "Thirty-Six Hours, don't say that I'm bullying you. Let's fight one-on-one. I'll stand here without moving and let you hit me. If you can beat me …. "
Qin Fen retracted the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art and pressurized it to one and a half times. His right foot exerted force with a cannon fist, and his body recovered to its normal speed even faster than before. The whistling sound of the wind forcefully interrupted Li Mo's words.
Qin Fen's brow furrowed tightly as he looked at Li Mo's arrogant expression, whose eyes were filled with fear. This sort of trash didn't deserve to die under the cannon fist. The Neo Taekwondo's Earthdragon Iron Hammer simply smashed Li Mo's head into his abdomen.
Qin Fen straightened his body once more and smiled. "Okay. The annoying fly is gone."
Someone had already delivered the sign of Dragon Hall to Qin Fen's face.
The surrounding spectators all had expressions that were more and more marvelous than the last.
Fourteen sects!
Under everyone's gazes, Qin Fen kicked away a total of fourteen sects' signs before taking back the sign of Dragon Hall that belonged to him.
Qin Fen's chest and shoulders rose and fell endlessly as he grasped the sign that belonged to him. He raised his head to look at the destruction caused by the fierce battle around him. He felt a bit of lingering fear.
Those who were able to pass the test and found their own sects naturally possessed some strength. Quite a few of them were middle-aged sect leaders. Though their strength might not be able to increase for the rest of their lives, their combat experience was incomparably rich due to their age.
Qin Fen felt that he had never reaped such an enormous harvest in this series of battles.
The other sects on the two sides of the street continued to watch Qin Fen in silence. On this street where fights broke out every day, a fierce person like Thirty-Six Hours had never appeared before. He had actually kicked away the signs of fourteen sects in a single day.
Qin Fen handed Dragon Hall's sign to Zhang Xiangyang. Then he spoke to the various sect leaders who had used the resurrection system to return to the street. "You can redeem your signs at my Dragon Hall at half price. You can also come and challenge me at any time."
The street was still as quiet as before. The sects that didn't participate in the battle could see the exhaustion on Qin Fen's face. They all guessed that his physical strength had decreased greatly, but no one dared to challenge him at this time.
Li Mo's end served as a warning. This Thirty-Six Hours, who had consumed a large amount of physical strength, was still a lion. No matter how tired he was, it was very likely that he still had the strength to fight one last time.
Even if he only had the strength to fight one last time, no one was willing to issue a challenge. No one wanted to be the one to die, to become a stepping stone for someone else to become famous.
No one was willing to go up and be killed by Qin Fen, to become a stepping stone for Qin Fen to increase his victories.
There were even more people who didn't want to challenge him at this time.
As a martial artist, Thirty-Six Hours' valiant battle record today was worthy of everyone's respect.
Today belonged to Thirty-Six Hours himself!
Qin Fen dragged his exhausted body before Zhang Xiangyang. He said weakly, "I'll leave the rest to you. I'm really too tired. I need to rest."
“OK！ No problem! Relax and go rest. "
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