Straight Punch! Straight Punch! Straight Punch!
Kyokushin Genichi stood in the seawater that was above his shoulders, facing one wave after another. He kept throwing straight punches, and the fierce and straightforward force scattered the waves one by one.
The turbulent waves could easily overturn people, but Kyokushin Genichi was like a sea-stabilizing needle, his body as steady as a rock.
The morning by the sea was cool, but Kyokushin Genichi's body was hot. From today onwards, this would be his and Du Peng's practice place. The others had already left Tianbei City by plane.
"Sacred Martial Hall …" Kyokushin Genichi looked up at a huge civil aircraft flying in the sky, "Master, it must be on this plane, right? I don't know how Master will feel when facing Sacred Martial Hall. Excited? Nervous? Or something else? "
Hua la …
On the surface of the sea that was not calm, Du Peng emerged from the water and looked up at the plane flying in the sky. His eyes flashed with unspeakable unwillingness.
Kyokushin Genichi looked at Du Peng, who was a small black dot on the sea in the distance, and shook his head gently. In these twelve days, the others had completed the Rebirth of Blood Transfusion, and all of them had entered the level of ten-star. However, Du Peng had not even reached the peak of the nine-star, let alone the ten-star and Rebirth of Blood Transfusion Real Inborn.
"Ai … secret art … sure enough, not everyone can practice it." Kyokushin Genichi shook his head again, recalling Qin Fen's words when he left.
"The level of mystery and subtlety of the martial arts that Du Peng practiced is far above Caesar and the others. It can be called the secret art of the present age. It's a pity that even a genius as strong as Du Zhanpeng has to practice separately before they can be combined. Compared to others, it is more difficult for him to achieve the Rebirth of Blood Transfusion. "
Hua la …
Du Peng was silent and sank into the deep sea like a big turtle. Since my talent is not as good as others, then I will put in more effort than others!
Kyokushin Genichi looked up at the plane that was gradually disappearing into the clouds again, "Master, you should be very happy to be able to eat a free in-flight meal again, right?"
"Old Qin, look …" Xue Tian's elbow hit Qin Fen repeatedly, "The stewardess of this flight is not bad."
…
Qin Fen lowered his head to look at the newspaper in his hand. He pretended not to know Xue Tian, whose voice was practically as loud as a loudspeaker.
Caesar, who was sitting on Xue Tian's left, also turned his head out of the window. He would rather pretend to be a rookie who was flying for the first time than expose his familiarity with Xue Tian.
Yang Lie looked at Solomon beside him, then looked at Brooks and Mourad Tschick. The lineup going to the Sacred Martial Hall this time might be the strongest among the young people since the establishment of the Sacred Martial Hall, right?
In the past, which of the young martial artists who received an invitation from the Sacred Martial Hall didn't pack their luggage on the same day and happily go to the Sacred Martial Hall as soon as possible?
A young man who received an invitation and patiently cultivated until he completed the Blood Transfusion Rebirth and reached the level of a ten-star martial artist before heading to the Sacred Martial Hall had almost never appeared in history.
Real Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth? Yang Lie clenched his hands, and a burst of pride surged in his chest again. Many young martial artists who entered the Sacred Martial Hall to practice martial arts might not be able to complete the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth before they left. There were only a few people in the history of the Sacred Martial Hall who had completed the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth and entered the ten-star state at the age of nineteen.
Sky Splitter Brooks was sleeping soundly with a big hat on his face. These days, he was forced by Qin Fen and other young martial artists to advance by leaps and bounds in martial arts. Even his sleeping time had been reduced by more than half. How could he not sleep more when he finally had a chance to sleep?
Soon, the impact of the ascension was completed. The stewardess stood up with a small microphone and said sweetly, "Dear passengers, now …"
Qin Fen's eyes left the newspaper in his hand. His expression was full of a bitter smile. Is my horoscope not compatible with the horoscope of the Federal Airlines? Why did I encounter a hijacking when I just heard the stewardess speak twice on the Federal Airlines' plane?
In different positions in the cabin, four very uncomfortable murderous auras burst out at the same time the stewardess spoke.
"Now, this plane is taken over by us!"
The moment the rough voice sounded, it immediately attracted the attention of most passengers. The stewardess who was holding the microphone had a pistol made of special materials pointed at her temple.
Hijacking, hijacking again! Qin Fen leaned the back of his head against the seat. The security of the Federation was still very good. Hijacking only happened two or three times a year. What kind of luck do I have? Every time I take a plane, there is a hijacking?
"Old Qin, Old Qin." Xue Tian whispered excitedly, "You can't do it, you can't do it! This time, it's time for me to be the hero and save the beauty! When I knock down that unlucky hijacker, this beautiful stewardess will definitely … "
Whoosh!
A yellow light in the air that no one could see clearly with the naked eye suddenly flashed. The four-star martial artist who hijacked the stewardess with a gun had a two-inch toothpick nailed into his forehead.
The speed of the toothpick was extremely fast, and the force was so fierce that it penetrated the hijacker's forehead in an instant, revealing a half-inch wooden stick from the back of his head.
At the same time that Mourad Tschick flicked the toothpick in his hand, he took off the button on his chest and flicked his fingers! Everyone only heard a series of "jiu jiu" sounds in the air. The remaining three hijackers didn't even have time to pull the trigger, and all of their heads were penetrated by the steel mouthpiece.
Fast, it's really too fast!
The speed at which this hijacking ended could almost break the Guinness World Record as the shortest hijacking time.
The other passengers on the plane had not even completely entered the state of being hijacked when they discovered that all the hijackers were dead.
Mourad Tschick flicked his fingers and stared at Qin Fen with a sneer as if he was demonstrating. He sat back in his seat as if the murder just now was not done by him.
"This … this Mourad Tschick …" Xue Tian's fingers hit the armrest again and again, "I want to duel with him! He stole my limelight! "
Qin Fen shook his head. This record was indeed made to be broken. He had also encountered a hijacking incident nearly half a year ago and set the record for the shortest hijacking time at that time. He did not expect that it would not take long for Mourad Tschick to break it.
Because the stewardesses had dabbled in some information about the hijacking half a year ago, they understood very well that they should first appease the passengers' emotions in this situation. At the same time, they should inform the captain of what had just happened and get in touch with the police at the destination first so that the police could not complete the transportation task immediately after landing.
Qin Fen looked at the busy look of everyone. He knocked on Yang Lie's shoulder in the front seat and whispered, "Get off the plane and leave as soon as possible."
"En?" Yang Lie looked back, puzzled, "Why?"
Qin Fen sighed, "I have encountered a hijacking before. If I don't leave early, I'm afraid I will be surrounded by a bunch of reporters … "
Yang Lie nodded in realization. This was indeed a very troublesome thing. Sometimes being the focus of attention was not a good thing.
After flying for a few hours, the plane slowly landed at the airport in Hawaii. The Federation did not have any direct flights to the Sacred Martial Hall. If they wanted to land on the island, they could only take a boat. There was no other way.
The door of the plane opened slowly. The waiting reporters had already blocked the door tightly. Qin Fen's plan to escape immediately was completely ruined.
Mourad Tschick was unlucky and was interviewed for a full half an hour before he was let go.
Although Qin Fen and the others were lucky not to need that long, they were also interviewed for a short period of time because they were traveling together with Mourad Tschick.
After leaving the airport and getting into a taxi, Qin Fen and the others learned a piece of news from the driver. There was only one flight a day to the Sacred Martial Hall. Today's flight had already set off. If they wanted to land at the Sacred Martial Hall, they had to wait for a day.
Renting a boat? No way! The Sacred Martial Hall had its own rules. There could only be one boat a day, symbolizing that people only had one chance in their life. They wanted to let everyone who went to the Sacred Martial Hall know how lucky they were.
There was no other way. Everyone spent a comfortable night in Hawaii. The next morning, they went straight to the cruise mentioned by the driver, only to find that there was already a person waiting at the waiting area.
He looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing a loose white silk exercise suit. He could be considered a handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, but there was a cold and arrogant aura between his eyebrows.
He crossed his fingers in front of his chest and leaned his body slightly against the back of the chair, giving people the feeling that strangers were not close to him.
"Hey? There are other people besides us today. "
Xue Tian deliberately raised his voice, but it did not arouse the interest of the young man at all. His eyes were always looking at the blue sea, and the longing light shot into the distant sea.
"His strength is not bad." Xue Tian sat next to Qin Fen indifferently. His eyes sized up the cold and arrogant young man in white, "It seems that he should be our peer. It is very rare to have eight-star strength."
The cold and arrogant expression of the young man in white finally changed a little. He did not look at Xue Tian, but the corner of his lips still hooked into a smile that everyone could see, a smile full of confidence and pride.
His strength had reached eight-star before the age of nineteen! The young man in white was very proud. In the world, except for the rumored crippled Young Hades and the missing Shang Guan Chuan Qi, there were not many people who could have the strength above eight-star.
Caesar looked at Qin Fen and looked at the young man in white, smiling and shaking his head. If I didn't meet Qin Fen, maybe I would be as proud as this young man. I think he also came as soon as he received the invitation, right?
The cruise ship gradually showed a clear outline from the sea mist. The young man in white did not wait for the cruise ship to dock. He bent slightly and jumped on the cruise ship like a spirit ape.
"Good Kung Fu." Yang Lie praised softly. Suddenly, there was a smile on his face. What's wrong with me? This young man in white is also my peer. Why did I feel like a senior looking at a junior when I praised him just now?
Qin Fen boarded the cruise ship. Yang Lie's eyes flashed again and again. I really should thank Qin Fen for having this kind of mentality. If it were not for his help to successfully complete the Rebirth of Blood Transfusion, perhaps I would not have such a mentality.
The young man in white looked at the sea. His eyes never stopped on Yang Lie and the others for half a second.
Not long after, a cart of vegetables, fresh meat, and various supplies were all transported to the ship. The cruise ship did not show the slightest intention of waiting. It blew three whistles and decisively left the port.
Qin Fen stood quietly at the side of the ship and looked into the distance of the sea. Before coming to the Sacred Martial Hall, he did not have much curiosity and expectation for this place. It turned out that it was an exciting thing to come to this place that was regarded as the holy land of martial arts by countless martial artists in the Federation.
What would the Sacred Martial Hall, as the holy land of martial arts in the hearts of almost all martial artists in the Federation, look like?
After the cruise ship sailed for two hours, a huge island appeared in front of Qin Fen's eyes. From the outside, it didn't seem like there were any large modern buildings. There weren't even many traces of artificial carvings. It had a bit of a deserted island aura.
The cruise ship stopped sailing suddenly. A bearded middle-aged man in a captain's uniform came to the side of the ship. His pair of black eyes gave people the feeling of a jungle tiger.
The young martial artists were swept by his gaze and they immediately sensed that this captain who looked as fat as a water tank was also a martial dao master!
"Do you see the steel wire in the sea?" The captain pointed at the steel wire that was as thick as a thumb hidden in the sea, "It is five kilometers away from the shore. If anyone falls from the steel wire, there is no need to enter the Sacred Martial Hall again …"
Pa … whoosh …
The white-shirted young man's feet suddenly slammed on the deck, and a white figure crossed the sea. In the eyes of everyone, it looked like a monkey with white fur all over its body. It ran wildly on the sea with no intention of falling into the sea.
Suddenly, the seawater on both sides of the steel wire surged. Qin Fen's eyes suddenly lit up. Dozens of fist-sized tropical piranhas were rushing towards the white-shirted young man at an extremely fast speed.
Raise your head, bend your waist, stick out your chest, shrink your body!
In an instant, the white-shirted young man completed a dozen dodging movements like a monkey in the jungle. The attack net formed by the piranhas was full of loopholes in front of him. Even if it was just a steel wire, it still could not limit his movements.
Walking on the beach, the white-shirted young man did not leave immediately. He stopped on the beach and turned to look at Xue Tian and the others. There was a touch of cold arrogance between his eyebrows.
The old captain nodded and smiled with satisfaction. He waved his finger in front of his chest and looked at Xue Tian, "It's your turn."
"Oh …"
The speed at which Xue Tian walked on the steel wire was not fast. When piranhas sprang up beside him, he did not dodge like the white-shirted young man. Instead, he pushed the katana on his waist with his thumb.
Hundreds of silver snakes danced around Xue Tian's body. He continued to walk leisurely. The piranhas that stayed in the air instantly turned into sashimi that Kyokushin Genichi loved to eat. They all fell into the sea.
The old captain was slightly moved. Which young man who came to the Sacred Martial Hall did not have a longing and trembling heart? In order to get past this tightrope that was obviously a test of one's movement technique, they would try their best to use their movement technique to dodge and show off their nimble movement technique. He had never seen such a bold young martial artist who used a knife to cut down a piranha that had been trained for many days in a movement technique test.
After Xue Tian finished walking, Mourad Tschick jumped on the steel wire with a long red spear in his hand. The old captain waved his hand gently and released a batch of spare piranhas from the sea.
The piranhas jumped up and Mourad Tschick shook the long spear in his hand. Suddenly, dozens of long red dragons appeared in the sky.
The white-shirted young man stood on the beach. His cold and arrogant expression was a bit stiff. Why are these two young men who came with me not even using body technique? Completely using destructive techniques? Why didn't I think of killing the piranhas? Why do I have to avoid these little piranhas?
The old captain looked a bit stunned. Interesting! He looked at Qin Fen, "Kid, this is a place to test body technique. Killing piranhas is not allowed. Now, you can walk on the steel wire. "
Qin Fen looked at the steel wire and shook his head gently. If a person who walked the path of divine dao martial arts was to dodge in the face of piranhas, would it still be called the path of divine dao martial arts?
Jumping on the steel wire, Qin Fen walked quickly on the steel wire. The soft steel wire fluctuated with the ups and downs of the sea. Martial artists with poor body technique foundation among the seven-star martial artists might not be able to stabilize their bodies.
Puff … puff … puff …
The piranhas in the sea jumped out of the water again. Qin Fen did not raise his hand to block the attack, nor did he use body technique to dodge. He still walked on the steel wire leisurely.
"This is …"
The moment the old captain was stunned, the piranhas that had slammed into Qin Fen's body, opening their mouths to enjoy the delicious human flesh, suddenly flew backward the moment they touched Qin Fen's body, exploding into a mess of flesh and blood in the air.
Caesar smiled. Qin Fen did not even use protective martial arts. He only used true energy oscillation to shock these piranhas to death.
The old captain was stunned for a few seconds. He looked at Qin Fen and narrowed his eyes at Caesar and the others.
"Hey?" The old captain rubbed his eyes twice. His pair of tiger-like eyes seemed to see a strange prey, "You … you … have all completed the Real Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth? And all of you are ten-star martial artists? How is this possible? "
Blood Transfusion Rebirth ten-star martial artists! Even among the martial artists who entered the Sacred Martial Hall for training, not everyone could complete this stage!
Blood Transfusion Rebirth? In addition to strength, this thing sometimes required a little bit of luck.
The old captain had been the captain of this cruise ship for more than ten years. He had never seen a martial artist under the age of nineteen who had the strength of a ten-star martial artist before coming to the island! To be able to have a nine-star, this was rare.
"This … how is it possible … how is it possible …" The old captain shook his head again and again. There were still many people in the history of the Sacred Martial Hall who had the strength of a nine-star at such a young age.
Real Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth? Ten-star martial artist? Less than nineteen years old? The old captain touched his forehead. There was only one in the history of the Sacred Martial Hall!
This kind of young martial artist, which was almost an out-of-print collection in the history of the Sacred Martial Hall, was suddenly mass-produced today? The old captain wondered if he was dreaming. Since when could geniuses be mass-produced?
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