Qin Fen's last blow broke Cai Renying's admirable defense and shattered her unyielding fighting will at the same time. The heavy fist hit her lower abdomen, breaking her body into two. The fierce battle aura shocked the soul of every young martial artist present.
Cai Renying's upper body fell to the ground and slid a few meters away. There were still many young martial artists who couldn't believe what they saw.
This climax was so tense and oppressive that everyone thought that the battle would end with Qin Fen's heroic defeat, but it ended with an ending that no one expected. Qin Fen's fierce and vast fist intent and the ultimate attack of the Soaring Dragon to the Ninth Heaven had created a new history.
Even Sakra Sakra, a great master at the head of department level, couldn't have predicted such a result. Qin Fen's sudden blowout was too amazing. He was the reincarnation of a God of War.
Cough cough …
Cai Renying's upper body was lying on the ground, and her mouth was gushing with bright red blood like a fountain. She could only look up at the blue sky. The shock of not believing such an ending had yet to dissipate.
Her chest, which had been shattered by a punch, could still move up and down slightly. Her focused pupils began to disperse little by little.
Qin Fen's fierce punch not only broke her body, but also shattered her spine and her internal organs. Even if the legendary Almighty God descended to the world, it would be useless. Death was her only ending.
Now, she still hadn't died completely because of her willpower, or perhaps it was because she was unwilling to accept her defeat. Her red lips squirmed with blood, squeezing out a soft voice, "Vast fist intent, terrifying battle sense. I'm not willing, I shouldn't have completely given up the initiative. Otherwise, the outcome would be hard to say … You don't need to be happy. You killed … killed two of my Neo Taekwondo disciples … senior brother … master … won't … won't … "
Cai Renying didn't finish her last sentence. Blood gushed out again and filled her throat. Her scattered pupils still retained endless unwillingness.
Cai Renying's eyes were wide open. Her breathing stopped completely at this moment, and the trace of life left her body completely.
Dead, Cai Renying died. She, who wanted to kill, died with endless unwillingness.
Qin Fen's arms supported his knees, barely keeping his body from sitting or kneeling. His legs and arms were trembling rapidly without end. His shaky appearance made it seem as if he might not be able to continue supporting himself at any time.
His ruddy complexion had long since turned pale. Bean-sized beads of sweat appeared not only on his forehead and cheeks, but also on the backs of his hands. Beads of sweat rolled down from his black hair to the broken ground. His warrior suit looked as if he had been standing in the heavy rain for several hours.
Qin Fen didn't dare to move his body. The battle just now had not only exhausted his physical strength and energy, but it had also aggravated his injuries in the fierce battle. The blood and energy in his body were tumbling like a raging sea. If he forced himself to move forward, he would immediately spit out blood.
The strength of eleven-star class against the strength of fourteen-star class, even Qin Fen didn't think that he had any chance of winning. When he first took Cai Renying's Taibai mixed with the national historical imprint, Qin Fen's blood and energy had already caused some internal injuries.
Then, a series of forgetful violent attacks made Cai Renying retreat step by step. Her aura was low, but it also aggravated Qin Fen's injuries.
When the last punch, which was almost an outburst of life, broke Cai Renying's arms and body, Qin Fen's bones also had to bear the counterattack of a fourteen-star class martial artist. If it weren't for the strong bones of the Reborn of Marrow Transformation, it wouldn't just be a broken bone injury.
After many years of true energy oscillation, the fourteen-star martial artist's bones were abnormally strong. Even if an eleven-star martial artist had the same attack power as Qin Fen, the result would still be that his entire arm couldn't bear the huge impact and would explode.
A series of whispers and gasps could be heard from all directions. The scene went from being quiet to being a little noisy.
Cai Renying died in the hands of an eleven-star class martial artist. This was definitely not a small matter! Almost all the Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists who came along were shocked. Such an ending was unthinkable even in their dreams. In a short period of time, Qin Fen alone killed two Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists. Moreover, one was a thirteen-star class martial artist and the other was a fourteen-star class quasi-martial arts master.
This fact was too hard to accept.
"I'm afraid the Rookie King of the Sacred Martial Hall will not appear in the Inner Sacred Martial Hall again."
Huang Fengwan whispered to himself and many of his companions around him nodded in agreement.
In order to encourage the new martial artists to have a martial heart, the Sacred Martial Hall would hold an arena tournament every year. The participants must be new to the Sacred Martial Hall for less than a year. Furthermore, there was a special age limit for the participants.
The person who could win in the end was the Rookie King of the Sacred Martial Hall.
This title had been in the Inner Sacred Martial Hall for many years. People had even gotten used to it. This title should have been taken away by the Inner Sacred Martial Hall.
However, today, Qin Fen killed a thirteen-star class martial artist and a fourteen-star class martial artist in front of everyone. Who would dare to compete with him in the Rookie King Battle? Even the Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists could only be overshadowed in front of him.
Several heads of department looked at the dead bodies on the ground through the screen and were amazed for a while. This young man had just staged a tense battle that was almost suffocating.
After this fierce battle, Qin Fen's prestige rose again and again in the hearts of the young martial artists of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall. This young man didn't look aggressive, but his moves were like dragons and thunder. His moves were simple and decisive, without the slightest bit of sloppiness.
Everyone was a martial artist with extraordinary martial arts talent from all over the world. Usually, they rarely had the thought of being convinced by others. After watching Qin Fen's battle just now, almost everyone was convinced from the bottom of their hearts. Even if they were the newcomers who entered the Sacred Martial Hall late, no one could take away the title of the Rookie King in the future.
Clap clap clap …
Applause came from the side of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall. A man walked out of it with a height of more than one hundred and seventy centimeters. This man had thick lips and a wide nose, but there was no beard on his chin. Under his brown-yellow skin was a somewhat bloated body, and the fat on his cheeks shook with his footsteps.
In a martial arts holy land like the Sacred Martial Hall, almost all martial artists had a good figure. This was due to the relationship of practicing martial arts on the spot. It was also the reason why many women in the Federation practiced martial arts despite knowing that they had poor qualifications. It was better to get a good figure than to take diet pills.
In such a holy land of martial arts, it was relatively difficult to see a martial artist with a bad figure.
The man in front of them was not tall and had a bloated body. Although he couldn't be said to stand out, he was still very eye-catching. It was like suddenly seeing a fat toad in a flock of swans.
"Amazing, really amazing! Qin Fen, right? " A faint cold and arrogant smile appeared on the greasy square face, "Sima Hai of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall, please show me your skills."
"What?"
The crowd of onlookers was in an uproar. Qin Fen had just fought two fierce battles. Everyone could see that he had exhausted all his true energy and physical strength. It seemed that he had also suffered some injuries. Even walking was a problem now.
Challenging at this time? He was just running out to take advantage! Could he be any more shameless than that?
Sima Hai enjoyed the displeased and condemning eyes of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall martial artists. He raised his chin slightly and revealed a seemingly profound smile, "What do you know? A good man should have a firm and unyielding character! If you retreat in such a small situation, what kind of martial artist are you? "
Huang Fengwan jumped out of the crowd and shouted angrily, "Since you are a good man with iron bones, why don't you challenge Ren Tiansheng? Or challenge the six heads of departments? As a senior, you are looking for Qin Fen to exchange pointers at this time. You really have iron bones. "
The surrounding martial artists immediately echoed in agreement. The faces of the other Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists were slightly flushed. Only Sima Hai's expression remained the same. He smiled gently and glanced at Huang Fengwan with endless contempt in his eyes. "Lowly monkey, how can you understand the ambition of a ferocious tiger in the forest?"
Qin Fen put his hands on his knees and looked up at Sima Hai who was not far away. This person should be walking the vile martial dao, right? It's a pity that he doesn't know the true essence of vile martial dao and treats shamelessness as vile. If Vile King Zeng Yicheng saw this, he would probably slap this person to death on the spot to prevent him from insulting the 'great' vile martial dao.
Sima Hai took two steps forward and reached for the saber at his waist. He maintained a gentleman's smile on his face, "Fighting is to play to your strengths. I will use the saber I am used to to fight. You won't object, right? If you are not used to fighting empty-handed with weapons, I allow you to use weapons too. "
Qin Fen's smile was weak. This person's shamelessness had reached a legendary level. Not only did he take advantage of others' difficulties, he even found an excuse to use his saber.
If this was a battle of life and death on the battlefield, this situation would make sense. Taking advantage of someone's weakness to take their life was a way of fighting.
However, Sima Hai's behavior was obviously to carry out the so-called spar. He wanted to accidentally kill someone in the battle.
"No objection, why would I object?"
In the group of martial artists in Building One twenty-two, Caesar took half a step forward and was about to go out. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. When he looked back, he found Xue Tian's smiling handsome face.
"Caesar, you guys must be tired these few days, right? It's a small miracle to be able to stand. "Xue Tian patted Caesar's shoulder," Let me do it. "
Sima Hai raised his thick eyelids and looked at Xue Tian with some doubts.
"Sima Hai, right?" Xue Tian clapped and walked into the battle circle. He swayed like a singer in a concert. His lazy voice dragged a long ending, "What you said is really right! It's a fight, of course, you have to use your strengths. Only an idiot will use his weaknesses to fight. And that sentence, 'How can a lowly monkey understand the ambition of a mountain tiger?' I feel the same way. "
Sima Hai couldn't understand the sudden appearance of this person. They were both young people in Building One twenty-two. Why would he praise the enemy? And it seemed that he agreed with the practice of looting a burning house. In such a situation, either his brain was broken or this person had some conspiracy, right?
Xue Tian stood next to Qin Fen with the katana in his arms. He looked at Sima Hai with a smile, "How should I say this? I have been coveting the title of the top newcomer of Sacred Martial Hall for a long time, but I never had the chance. With Qin Fen's state today, I think my chance has come. Now, I am like you, I want to send an invitation to Qin Fen to spar. "
Sima Hai was stunned. What does this mean? Is he here to steal the limelight? Or is he here to support Qin Fen?
"If the two of us join forces to send an invitation to Qin Fen, he will probably agree. It's just … "Xue Tian looked embarrassed and apologetic," If Qin Fen is defeated, does it count as me winning him or you winning him? "
Sima Hai was stunned again. By saying such words, it was obvious that he wanted to fight first. At least, it was clear that he did not want to give others the opportunity to fight with Qin Fen.
For the current Qin Fen, let alone the martial artists of Sacred Martial Hall, even a one-star martial artist could easily defeat him. How could he let go of such an opportunity?
Sima Hai's thick lips twitched and he shook his thick index finger, "Young man, you are right. But there must be a first come, first served rule for everything. I sent the invitation first, so of course, I am the first one. If you want to make a move, you have to wait until I am defeated … "
"First come, first served?" Xue Tian waved his hand again and again, "This is Sacred Martial Hall, not a market. In short, I am going to fight Qin Fen today. Whoever wants to challenge Qin Fen before me is not giving me face. "
Sima Hai raised his eyelids slightly and saw Xue Tian's lazy smiling handsome face suddenly turn gloomy. There was a murderous aura between his cold eyebrows, "I will not give face to anyone who doesn't give me face! It's the same even if God comes! "
The onlookers who were noisy just now became quiet all of a sudden. Everyone's attention was on Sima Hai.
It was clear that Sima Hai first issued a challenge to Qin Fen, but Xue Tian suddenly flipped out after pestering endlessly. He said it in a very extreme way.
In this case, if Sima Hai really gave the priority to challenge Qin Fen to Xue Tian, it meant that he was afraid of Xue Tian and was not qualified to challenge Qin Fen again.
If Sima Hai insisted on maintaining his priority to challenge Qin Fen, then it meant that he had to defeat Xue Tian first in order to maintain his priority.
Qin Fen looked at Sima Hai's face that changed three times in a second and laughed again and again. He said such pretentious words before, comparing others to monkeys and himself to a tiger. Now it was great, he was in trouble.
Don't be pretentious, you will be struck by lightning if you are pretentious. Qin Fen suddenly remembered a once popular saying. He looked at Sima Hai sympathetically. What's wrong? He even came out to compare himself to the Tiger King in the forest.
After a short silence, Sima Hai saw Qin Fen's smile and his eyes suddenly lit up. His thick lips suddenly bit with his teeth and said, "I will not give Qin Fen's priority to spar. Whoever doesn't give me face, don't blame me for not giving him face."
Xue Tian patted Qin Fen's shoulder, "I say, can you, the seed player, step aside first? If someone doesn't give me face, I've decided to make him lose his face. "
Qin Fen barely stood up straight and walked toward the crowd with a smile. This time, the injured bone was slightly fractured. There was absolutely no way to fight within a day or two. He stood aside to recover his physical strength. Using the shock of the Nirvana Marrow Transformation and the medicine of the Sacred Martial Hall, he believed that he could recover his ability to fight again soon.
Sima Hai looked at Qin Fen's tired figure walking away, and his heart moved slightly. This person was so tired that he was already staggering when walking, but he still had the aura of an immortal. If I don't defeat him as soon as possible, I'm afraid that he will come looking for trouble in the future and take revenge for today's visit.
Xue Tian patted, "Okay, the person who hindered me has left temporarily. Let's see who is going to lose face."
Sima Hai's left hand grabbed the scabbard and his right hand was already on the hilt. His spirit was instantly locked on Xue Tian. As a True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth ten-star martial artist, he still had no lack of professional combat ability.
"As I said before, I will use a knife in battle. Seeing that you are holding a katana, I think you are also a martial artist who uses a knife, right? Then, let's play with a knife. Let's see who is better at using a knife. "
"Play with a knife?" Xue Tian patted the katana scabbard in his arms and laughed, "Do you think you deserve to let me use a knife? Don't think that I only know how to use a knife just because you see me holding a knife. Let me tell you a secret today, actually … "
Everyone was hooked by Xue Tian's mysterious performance. He said with a smile, "You don't know, right? My mother has three tea ceremonies, and the martial arts academy is next door. "
Sima Hai's eyes were full of puzzlement. This young man's thinking was too jumpy. What is he talking about?
Xue Tian threw the katana to Caesar and turned to the young martial artist who was watching. He turned his wrist and stretched out his five fingers!
The young martial artist only felt that his waist was suddenly light, and the metal nunchaku that he carried with him was in his hands. His wrist gently turned left and right, and the end of the nunchaku flew up and down like a metal butterfly.
"Have you heard of nunchaku?" Xue Tian smiled and stopped turning his wrist. The flying nunchaku was clamped under his armpit, and he gently stood in the same place, giving people an indescribable elegance.
Sima Hai smiled. As a ten-star martial artist, how could he not know a weapon like nunchaku? This young man was really crazy. He abandoned the knife that he was good at and didn't use it. Why did he use nunchaku to act cool? Good! Today, the knife will cut the nunchaku!
Xue Tian gently walked into the battle circle and shook his head repeatedly, "Looking at your expression, I can tell that you haven't heard of 'Nunchaku'."
"Nunchaku? How could I not have heard of it? " Sima Hai's thumb touched the handguard of the saber, and a dazzling cold light bloomed in the scabbard. His body pressed down slightly and said, "Young man, you should be too arrogant. Today, I will teach you on behalf of your master what it means to not give up your strengths in battle. "
"You are replacing my master?" Xue Tian's smiling face suddenly changed, and a murderous aura immediately rose, "Good! That's great! I have always wanted to beat him up, but unfortunately, I can't beat him. Since you are so enthusiastic to play the role of my master, then I am really grateful to you. "
Sima Hai felt that Xue Tian's expression and aura suddenly changed. He didn't know what he said wrong. Why does this young man seem to really want to beat up my master?
"Come on." Xue Tian's feet gently moved and circled around Sima Hai. It looked like the movements of Neo Jeet Kune Do, which was completely different from his usual fighting style.
Neo Jeet Kune Do, like fist techniques such as Neo Taekwondo, had also been improved. Unfortunately, Neo Jeet Kune Do had never had a genius like Bruce Lee. Even after improvement, it was only a martial art that was not even third-rate.
Sima Hai saw that Xue Tian actually used this kind of martial art. His true energy kept surging in his body. At the moment when Xue Tian's right foot stepped on the ground, both of his feet stepped on the ground that was like ruins. His body bent down and leaped quickly. He rushed to the front of Xue Tian like a wolf, and the scabbard burst out a dazzling saber flower. The saber pressure from the sharp saber cut his face painfully.
Liuhe Saber Technique's Aura Engulfing Mountains and Rivers!
Sima Hai's saber that was almost a sneak attack suddenly broke out. In an instant, he released all his aura and true energy. The full-force saber of a veteran ten-star martial artist could even cut off a waterfall by the blade.
The sneak attack of this saber was almost a blow from Sima Hai's heart, skill, and body. A close-range sneak attack would often produce a miraculous effect. Even if it could not hurt others, it could instantly establish the upper hand in the battle and completely grasp the initiative in his own hands.
The saber broke through the air, and Sima Hai could even smell the thick bloody smell of Xue Tian's body in the air. He was still very confident in this saber attack.
Xue Tian did not look at the saber that was slashing in front of him. His body also bent down, and the bones of his whole body shook fiercely. His whole body was like a grass snake that quickly leaped in the grass, and he drew out of the range of the saber. The nunchaku under his armpit was like a whip, and the target went straight to the top of Sima Hai's skull.
If this hit hit, even if Sima Hai cultivated the Golden Bell Shield, Iron Shirt, and the Thirteen Fiercely Trained Grand Guardians, even if his head did not shatter, he would probably be smashed until he was dizzy.
Sima Hai was shocked. How did this person escape from the Aura Engulfing Mountains and Rivers? Why did I not feel the movement of his Qi at all at the moment of escape?
In one move, Sima Hai instantly changed from having the upper hand to being in a disadvantageous position. His active position also became a passive position. The saber in his hand was raised above his head in a hurry.
Clang!
The saber and the rod collided and produced a series of sparks. Sima Hai only felt a force coming along the saber, and that strange frequency hit his true energy oscillation.
"Let me tell you, what is Nunchaku."
Xue Tian's figure was like a ghost. He was still facing Sima Hai when he launched the attack, but he was already standing behind Sima Hai when he spoke. The nunchaku swept toward Sima Hai's kidney.
Sima Hai heard the sound coming from behind him. He felt that the position of the kidney that was locked on, and his scalp exploded. The saber in his hand combined into six, and the saber light enveloped his whole body.
"Nunchaku is …"
At the moment when the metal collided, Xue Tian's voice suddenly turned into a strange rhythm, "I can use all kinds of sabers, spears, and rods very well. What is my favorite weapon? Nunchaku is soft but firm …"
What does he mean? Sima Hai was stunned. What kind of body technique is this person using? So strange? What did he mean by that just now?
Xue Tian's body swayed to the left side of Sima Hai, and the nunchaku in his hand hit his head again, "Breathe freely … Qi sink to the Dantian, open the palm …"
Sima Hai's single saber slanted above his head, offsetting part of the power of the blow, but he was shocked in his heart. What kind of chant is this young man saying? How can he still speak casually during the battle?
"A horse stance forward, a left hook, a right hook. A sentence saying that those who provoke me will be in danger … "
Xue Tian's words did not stop, and the nunchaku in his hand was pointing here and there. Sima Hai was shocked when he heard the left hook. He thought that there would really be a fist, and his head was almost smashed by the nunchaku.
What is this kid doing? Sima Hai changed his body technique repeatedly, wanting to get out of Xue Tian's attack range, and then reorganize the attack to regain the upper hand. However, he found that Xue Tian was like a ghost. His position was erratic, and he could always be one step ahead to occupy the most advantageous position.
"Quickly use the nunchaku, hum hum hahi. Quickly use the nunchaku, hum hum hahi. Those who practice martial arts must remember that benevolence is invincible. "
Several young martial artists who were watching suddenly understood that what Xue Tian was saying was not a martial arts chant at all. He was singing a very, very old rap music, "Nunchaku".
Someone reacted and quickly told his companions. Soon, this matter spread to the ears of every onlooker. Even the spectators of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall heard the words spread in the crowd.
"Sima Hai! That kid is not saying a chant, he is singing … "
The loud reminder of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall personnel reached Sima Hai's ears, causing the blood in his chest to surge, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood directly from his throat.
What? Singing? Sima Hai took the stick in a panic and looked for Xue Tian in anger and shock. This kid is actually singing during the battle?
"Quickly use the nunchaku, hum hum hahi. Quickly use the nunchaku, hum hum hahi. Those who practice martial arts must remember that benevolence is invincible. "
When Xue Tian sang the chorus, the nunchaku danced like a rainstorm, smashing down from any direction. Sima Canghai only had the power to parry, and he could not fight back. In an instant, his body was hit seven times. Every stick that fell was bound to tear his skin and flesh, but it would not really hurt his bones.
"Quickly use the nunchaku, hum hum hahi. Quickly use the nunchaku, hum hum hahi. Those who practice martial arts must remember that benevolence is invincible. "
Xue Tian raised his chin, and he did not even use the elusive body technique anymore. He held the nunchaku in one hand and smashed it down quickly, causing Sima Hai to retreat continuously.
This kid … This kid is playing! When Sima Hai received the fourteenth stick, he finally understood what was going on. His opponent was unimaginably powerful.
"I'll stand upside down with one hand …" Xue Tian's body suddenly turned over, and his palm really supported the ground to stand upside down. His wrist suddenly turned toward the ground, and his foot passed through Sima Hai's defense and kicked his chin heavily.
Crack
Sima Hai's jaw bone was broken, and the strong impact made him stand upside down. He could only watch Xue Tian rush into the air like a flying dragon in the sky and kick his chest with a spinning kick.
"Beautiful roundhouse kick, full of righteousness!"
Xue Tian's wrist turned the nunchaku in his hand continuously, and he stood in the same place. He looked at Sima Hai, whose sternum was broken by the roundhouse kick, and he retreated continuously. Finally, he sat on the ground and flew out.
After the song "Nunchaku" was finished, Xue Tian put the nunchaku under his armpit and looked at Sima Hai with a smile, "Like I said, you obviously don't know what" Nunchaku "is, and you still pretended to know."
Sima Hai's sternum was broken, and the skin and flesh of his whole body were torn. He sat on the ground and looked at Xue Tian with resentment, but he couldn't stand up.
The heads of several departments were also stunned. How can there be such a young martial artist? Why didn't I notice him before? If Qin Fen's battle made people's blood boil, then this young man's battle was an indescribable enjoyment. It was even a kind of enjoyment with comedy.
Of course, as his opponent, it was the decoration on the coffee table, the cup! That's right, it was a tragedy!
Sima Hai looked at Xue Tian, and his eyes twitched. He would never have thought that the ending would be like this before the battle. This young man is more terrifying than Qin Fen! That's right! Qin Fen could kill people, but this young martial artist could anger people to death.
Xue Tian's wrist shook, and the nunchaku flew out in the air at a high speed. Finally, it fell into the hands of its original owner. He felt Sima Hai's strange look, and he smiled and replied, "What's with that look? Worship? If so, don't worship me, I'm just a legend. "
Puff …
When Sima Hai heard this, he was so angry that he could no longer bear the tumbling blood in his chest. He opened his mouth and a blood arrow spurted out. He lay heavily on the ground.
Several Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists froze in place. Sima Hai's strength was not considered weak in the team. Everyone often had a winning rate of about fifty percent when they fought one-on-one. Such a person was played by Xue Tian. Whoever went up to fight one-on-one would only be asking to be humiliated.
"What? Someone still wants to fight? " Xue Tian put his hands behind his head and smiled indifferently, "Then come on, I still have a" Dragon Fist "that I haven't sung yet. My right fist opened the sky and turned into a dragon! There is only one expression left in the world. Waiting for the hero, I am that dragon. "
The battle intent in the eyes of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists suddenly weakened a bit. Anyone who had seen his almost sadistic fighting style would probably not have high emotions.
Even if they could really fight evenly, who could stand his vicious mouth like a gossiper? If they were not careful, their state of mind would be unbalanced, and they would be defeated by him.
In the quiet ruins of the battlefield, several Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists stood blankly, not knowing whether to retreat or advance.
Xue Tian shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "If you don't have the confidence to fight one-on-one, you can come together. I've played one against a group before, and it's definitely not worse than Old Qin. "
Caesar and the others had a few drops of cold sweat on their foreheads. That time at the desperate situation on the beach where he protected his friend with a single sword and almost fought against a hundred super explosive battle scenes, it was more than just played before.
The eyes of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists regained a little desire again. You can't possibly sing "Dragon Fist" to defeat others if you come together, right?
"Xue Tian, you can't be the only one in the limelight."
Caesar walked forward slowly. Solomon and Brooks looked at each other, and the remaining three young martial artists walked forward together. The true energy of ten stars was surging in their bodies.
Ten stars! Ten stars! Ten stars! And ten stars!
The faces of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists were unprecedentedly ugly. Wasn't the strength of this batch of newcomers in the past few days too explosive? Even if they were regarded as Inner Sacred Martial Hall newcomers, it was still amazing, not to mention a batch of Outer Sacred Martial Hall basic types?
Outer Sacred Martial Hall basic types? Several Inner Sacred Martial Hall martial artists looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Were the brains of this batch of newcomers kicked by mutant beasts? If they entered the Inner Sacred Martial Hall with such conditions, their future would be extremely bright. Why did they all join the most promising Outer Sacred Martial Hall basic types?
All four of them are ten-star martial artists! Ferrero touched his chin with one hand. What kind of lineup is this? Four martial artists who are less than nineteen years old have all completed the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth and have the strength of a ten-star martial artist. This is a lineup that will sweep the world!
That's right! Sweeping the world! Ferrero's face became a little more dignified. If these four people's footsteps were not blocked by the martial arts barrier in the future, their achievements would be limitless.
If Qin Fen was not killed by Bae Seong-Joon, if he could break through the martial arts barrier in the future, he might really be able to become a divine beast-level martial artist.
Ferrero nodded slowly, and his proud eyes looked at Sakra who was not far away with the same dignified expression.
In this situation, Qin Fen was not the only one who performed well. These four young people and the young man who was rumored to be taken away by Asura were obviously closely surrounding Qin Fen, forming a special small group with Qin Fen as the center.
Their qualifications, to put it a little exaggeratedly, had the potential to become a divine beast martial artist in the future. Even if they could not become a divine beast martial artist, the fate of the constellation warrior was probably not far from the mark.
Every divine beast martial artist would have their own constellation warrior, but when other divine beast-level martial artists rose up, it was already not easy to have a constellation warrior by their side to fight for the world with them.
Usually, when a divine beast martial artist finally obtained the title of a divine beast or possessed the strength of a divine beast martial artist, they would be able to subdue the other opponents who participated in the competition for the divine beast title at that time and make them their constellation warriors.
The strength of the constellation warriors was outstanding, and their personalities were often arrogant and unruly. Although the constellation warriors who lost the competition were still subordinates, they were not very safe. When fighting against outsiders, their unity was a little lacking, and their cooperation was even worse.
Qin Fen was different! Ferrero looked at the screen seriously. If Qin Fen could have the opportunity to compete for the title of divine beast martial artist, then the number of young martial artists sniping around him would exceed the number of constellation warriors in the early stage of divine beast martial artists in history.
If this group of people were really lucky to grow up, then it would be a super iron army with extremely high unity and cooperation for Qin Fen!
Sakra stared at Qin Fen with his eyes squinted, and his mind was also thinking about various possibilities quickly. If these young people followed Qin Fen and were really lucky to grow to a certain level, then let them go to Saturn or wander around. If they were lucky enough to survive the fierce battle of blood and fire, then they would definitely have strength and power that could not be underestimated in the future. Maybe they would really become divine beast martial artists who ruled the planet!
Even if other young martial artists besides Qin Fen, if they had great luck and became divine beast martial artists, the friendship between them would be iron, forming an even more terrifying alliance!
"If there is really such a day … they may really have the strength …" Sakra said to himself subconsciously. His squinted eyes released two blade-like cold light, "Sweep the world!"
Sakra took a deep breath, and the hissing sound of a poisonous snake sounded in the room. His fingers gently rubbed his chin back and forth, "Qin Fen's small group actually has such potential. Among the small groups of the younger generation, he might be the most powerful small group, right? What kind of trick did he use to gather these people together? Would he have no ambition to gather such a group of people? If such a person is not restricted by the Sacred Martial Hall in the future … when he leaves the Sacred Martial Hall, will he really lead a small group to conquer Saturn or Venus? "
"What a strong small group."
"Yeah, among the small groups of the younger generation, maybe they are number one."
"Yeah." Ferrero nodded frequently and agreed with the views of the other heads of department, "Now, they may not be qualified to compete with the two super giants of Saturn, Elysium and Inferno. But who can guarantee that if they are lucky enough to grow up, they will not be qualified to compete with these two strong forces for who is the king to rule Saturn?"
The atmosphere of the heads of department in the monitoring room was enthusiastic, but the battlefield of the ruins was cold and quiet, on the contrary.
Sima Hai was lying on the ruined ground, and his heart was filled with incomparable shock. Where did such a group of young martial artists come from? In the past, there were often young martial artists who were less than nineteen years old, and none of them could complete the Real Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth. How did such a group appear today?
"Newcomer King … Newcomer King … Newcomer King …"
Huang Fengwan clenched his fists excitedly, and a low shout came out of his throat. Soon, a large number of young Outer Sacred Martial Hall martial artists around him echoed.
In the blink of an eye, the voices of nearly a hundred Outer Sacred Martial Hall martial artists gathered together, and the sound waves rushed into the sky one after another.
Newcomer King! That's right! The Newcomer King that had been occupied by the Inner Sacred Martial Hall for many years should finally be given up this time!
Now there was no need to fight anymore. Caesar, Xue Tian, Brooks, Mourad, Solomon, and Qin Fen, with the strength of any one of them, if placed among the previous Newcomer Kings of the Sacred Martial Hall, could almost definitely win the title of Newcomer King.
Of course, the reason why it was considered almost by everyone was because there was once a martial arts madman in the Sacred Martial Hall. His fierce ability to sweep away was also a legendary figure in the Sacred Martial Hall.
"Newcomer King?" The smile on Ferrero's face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, "If the previous Newcomer King knew the strength of this year's Newcomer King, I'm afraid he wouldn't be looking forward to the emergence of the new generation's Newcomer King like before, right?"
Sakra was slightly stunned, and there was a helpless smile on his lips. He nodded his head lightly a few times.
There were many rules in the Sacred Martial Hall. For example, there was a traditional rule about the Newcomer King, which was that the new generation's Newcomer King must fight with the previous generation's Newcomer King.
The reason was also to not let this generation's Newcomer King be too complacent and really think that he was invincible in the world. At the same time, he also wanted to see how big the gap between the strength of the two Newcomer Kings had become in just one year.
Except for the martial arts madman, every generation's Newcomer King had been beaten up by the previous generation's Newcomer King when he was at the height of success in his life. Therefore, every generation's new Newcomer King was looking forward to the emergence of a new Newcomer King so that he could teach the other party a lesson.
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