Downstairs, the young martial artists of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall shouted with an imposing aura. The faces of several martial artists of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall gradually turned ugly. They regretted being instigated by Kim Ji-Seok and coming to this basic-type martial artist of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall with him.
Qin Fen thought that with the strength of the thirteen-star Kim Ji-Seok, this fight would be easy. But in the end, not only was the thirteen-star Kim Ji-Seok killed on the spot, even his second senior sister, Cai Renying, a fourteen-star martial artist, a master of quasi-martial arts, was also killed by Qin Fen.
The shouts of the young martial artists came one after another, and several ambulances appeared on the ruined battlefield.
The medical personnel who jumped down from the ambulance couldn't help but frown when they saw the situation of the two dead martial artists. Although the Sacred Martial Hall had people who died in battle, this was not an arena situation. It was relatively rare for two people to die in one breath.
Sima Hai was carried onto the magnetic stretcher. He used it to support the injured and looked at Qin Fen with difficulty. His eyes no longer had the previous chic gentleman.
The news of today's fiasco would soon spread to the ears of the martial artists of the Sacred Martial Hall. And the rumors of the battle that was close to abuse made Sima Hai have to consider whether to close up for a period of time to cover up his shame or simply leave the Sacred Martial Hall.
"Qin Fen …" Sima Hai stared at Qin Fen. He didn't dare to look at Xue Tian. This young man's playful fighting style made him feel ashamed, but it also made him feel inexplicable fear. He could only look at Qin Fen and said, "Don't be proud! You won today, but I believe that trouble will come to you soon. You killed two personal disciples of Neo Taekwondo Bae Seong-Joon today. It's already a situation of life and death! Just you wait, wait for your death! "
Wait for my death? Qin Fen straightened his spine with his slightly recovered strength. There was not much worry between his eyebrows. There was no way to avoid this incident. Four personal disciples of Neo Taekwondo had been defeated by him personally. This could be said to be a serious blow to the reputation of an emerging sect.
Life and death!? Qin Fen smiled without much care. Today, he killed two personal disciples of Neo Taekwondo. The grudge between him and Neo Taekwondo was completely formed.
But … Qin Fen's smile was slightly bitter. This grudge was indeed completely unavoidable. Kim Ji-Seok didn't come here to compare notes. His goal was to kill. I can't just stand still and be killed by him, can I?
Killing one of them would create an irreconcilable grudge, but killing two of them would be the same! What's more, Cai Renying was even more vicious Kim Ji-Seok.
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The martial artists of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall left in the blink of an eye. Only the young martial artists of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall were left in the venue.
People looked at the ruined battlefield and couldn't help but admire in their hearts.
This was not the first batch of martial artists who came to carry out the glorious tradition. The martial artists of Number One twenty-two were still not taught a lesson. Even if the Inner Sacred Martial Hall sent out a fourteen-star martial artist, they still didn't gain any advantage. Instead, they lost the life of a thirteen-star and a fourteen-star martial artist.
Such a result could be said to be the best in the history of the Sacred Martial Hall since its establishment.
People gradually recovered from their excitement, only to find that the protagonists of this battle were no longer there.
Qin Fen, Xue Tian, Caesar, and others had already turned and returned to the building when everyone was still in their imagination.
In today's battle, Qin Fen won an unexpected victory. He got a huge amount of fatigue, minor internal injuries, bone injuries, and unforgettable combat experience.
This battle came at the right time. Qin Fen broke through to the eleven-star level and should have chosen to retreat immediately. He should have combined everything he saw in the Secret Art Pavilion for a long time to digest and summarize.
A fierce battle that stimulated his potential. Qin Fen learned a lot of experience from it. Many of the experiments that should have been self-research were directly used in actual combat.
After taking the medicine provided by the Sacred Martial Hall, Qin Fen sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at the martial notes left by Gao Yuan.
After the battle with the fourteen-star martial artists, Qin Fen had a deeper understanding of fourteen-star martial artists. These martial artists were relatively worse in terms of Nirvana Marrow Transformation and True Energy Oscillation, but it didn't mean that their martial arts foundation was completely unsightly.
On the contrary, because these martial artists stayed in the fourteen-star level for a long time, they made a very systematic summary of the martial arts below the fourteen-star level. Analyzing with the eyes of fourteen-star level martial artists was very different from the perspective of ten-star or eleven-star level martial artists.
Gao Yuan's martial arts path was more firm and fierce. Although it was not exactly the same as Qin Fen's martial arts path, there were still many things that made his eyes light up.
"No wonder Xue Tian would look at them." Qin Fen nodded gently. If I had looked at Gao Yuan's records earlier, I might have been able to increase my chances of winning against Cai Renying today.
Thinking of the battle with Cai Renying, Qin Fen once again called it a lucky battle. If Cai Renying didn't retreat at that time, but forcibly fought for the upper hand, not giving him the space to fully expand his fists and feet, not giving him the opportunity to fight to the point of forgetting himself, the final outcome might be completely different.
"Fortunately, I won." Qin Fen nodded and turned the notes again. He kept saying to himself, "Today's battle is still very rewarding. Especially in terms of aura, it made me understand that I must not give the other party a chance to get angry. I must not voluntarily give up the upper hand and wait for the other party to be exhausted. "
Qin Fen read Gao Yuan's martial arts notes for a full five hours. This was completely different from the five hours in the Secret Art Pavilion.
In the Secret Art Pavilion, what Qin Fen had to do was to memorize the most things in the limited time. After leaving, he would find time to recite and re-digest.
In these five hours, Qin Fen read Gao Yuan's notes seriously. He could quietly absorb Gao Yuan's martial arts experience of nearly forty years. From time to time, he could take out some of his experience and refer to today's battle for comparison.
Forty years of experience could not be fully absorbed in five hours.
Qin Fen also didn't think that he had the ability of Xue Tian to understand at a glance. He ordered takeout through the badge and continued to study after eating.
This learning took another five hours. A full ten hours allowed Qin Fen to barely absorb Gao Yuan's martial arts notes, but it was not a matter of ten hours to truly master it.
Putting down Gao Yuan's martial arts notes, Qin Fen picked up Bai Sheng's martial arts notes again and looked at them. These two people's notes had very detailed annotations. If not, it would not be so easy to really absorb them in ten hours.
After reading Bai Sheng's notes, Qin Fen rubbed his sleepy eyes, adjusted the alarm clock at the bedside, and fell asleep quickly.
When he woke up, Qin Fen no longer continued to look at the notes, nor did he do any martial dao practice. He just sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes seemed to be closed, and he didn't move.
A few days ago, in the Secret Art Pavilion, a large number of records of the essence of various Dragon Fists, experiences, and moves were flying in Qin Fen's mind. His brain was now like a messy library with several overturned shelves and books scattered all over the floor.
Organize, first of all, make a simple classification. Even if such a classification was done, there would still be a lot of gains.
Organize, generalize, learn, absorb, integrate, and then … forget! Forget all of it!
After the battle with Cai Renying, the climax of the blowout, Qin Fen made new progress on the road of martial arts. The previous integration was only the most basic integration, which was far from the last moment of the tyrannical punch.
That punch was not the punch that he had thought about before.
That was almost an instinctive blow. Qin Fen still couldn't remember the feeling of that punch. He only vaguely remembered that it was like all the martial arts he had come into contact with were instinctively and forcibly integrated together, and then the super power erupted.
That was a punch full of contradictions. Different martial arts were forcibly closed together, and they were fighting with each other. Because of the fight, each side wanted to suppress the other, so a more powerful power erupted.
It was this mutual rejection and mutual struggle that tore apart Cai Renying's indestructible defense.
Get and forget! Qin Fen faintly felt that this was another realm above his current martial arts. Only when he began to forget all the combat skills he had learned, could he really make progress.
As for the inclusion of various martial arts together, it was likely to be a higher level after getting and forgetting. As for that level, Qin Fen didn't deliberately pursue it. Without a solid foundation, pursuing that strange realm was unrealistic like fishing for the moon in the water.
Get and forget! Qin Fen's chest fluctuated greatly. He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, "Perhaps this is the same as the so-called Buddhist realm of seeing a mountain as a mountain, transforming it into the realm of not seeing a mountain as a mountain?"
Sorting was a very troublesome thing, especially since there were too many records of the Dragon Fist in the Secret Art Pavilion. Many of them were just preliminary ideas. They could only be regarded as semi-finished products, not even the complete state.
Qin Fen used an entire day's time to organize everything he saw and recorded. As for the induction, he already felt extremely tired mentally before he could complete it.
Sleep when you are tired! Qin Fen didn't insist on completing the sorting and induction within a day. After all, there were too many records of what he saw that day. It was unexpected luck to be able to do the simplest sorting.
"Maybe the genius Xue Tian can easily finish sorting and induction?" Qin Fen fell on the bed and closed his eyes. Before falling asleep, he said to himself, "Speaking of which, under such circumstances, I really envy Xue Tian."
"Ah ~ choo ~!" Xue Tian walked out of the room and rubbed his nose, "I don't know which beauty is thinking of me again. Ai, I feel heartache when I think of a beauty. Look at these guys, pestering me every day, they don't even have time to chase girls. "
In the living room of Xue Tian's room, Caesar and the other three were lying on the floor and sofa, falling into a tired sleep. During this time, Xue Tian, who took Qin Fen's training plan, tortured them to understand what hell was. They didn't even have the strength to return to their own room, so they fell asleep directly in Xue Tian's room.
Another night passed, and Qin Fen woke up again and began the next training, induction.
These Dragon Fists were classified into different categories according to similar schools and ideas. It was still mental and mental work.
Different from the initial sorting, when the induction was carried out, it was necessary to know what the general essence of these Dragon Fists was, or what the general martial dao direction was.
This required analysis, a very serious analysis, which took more effort than the initial sorting.
It was relatively easy to classify those relatively complete Dragon Fists, but Qin Fen's headache was still the classification of those semi-finished products.
The value of the semi-finished products seemed to be far less than the value of the finished products, but because they were all semi-finished products, they could be expanded in the direction of these semi-finished products. No one could guarantee that there would not be any heaven-defying finished products.
In contrast, the classification of these semi-finished products was more difficult to do because of the characteristics of their semi-finished products.
Qin Fen soon found that the difficulty of classifying a pair of things that didn't seem to have much use for the time being, and he didn't know how useful they would be in the future. Qin Fen soon found that the difficulty was much greater than he thought. Often, because he had to investigate the origin and destination of a semi-finished product, he would unknowingly fall into the reasoning and expansion. An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
"This also requires great perseverance and mental strength." Qin Fen shook his head forcefully, as if he was afraid of throwing out the sorted things from his head. He whispered to himself, "I must control, learn to control myself, and not be too addicted to it."
Asking a young man who was obsessed with martial arts not to expand when he saw a semi-finished product with unlimited room for expansion was much more difficult than asking a cat not to eat fish.
Another hour passed in the blink of an eye. Qin Fen could only sigh helplessly, "Well, I failed again this time. Next time, I must control myself, I must control myself. "
Forty-five minutes later, Qin Fen shook his head and sighed, "Where did my control go?"
It was just induction. Qin Fen was extremely tired mentally, but he had only finished the induction of those finished products. As for the induction of semi-finished products, he had just started.
He fell asleep and woke up to do induction training.
Time passed quickly without him noticing. A few days passed in the blink of an eye. Qin Fen looked at the electronic calendar and knew that tomorrow was the day of Asura's so-called training for Yang Lie.
"Time passed so quickly?" Qin Fen sat cross-legged on the bed with a bit of distress on his face.
The induction of semi-finished products was beyond his imagination. He thought that the things in the Secret Art Pavilion could be done quickly, but he didn't expect the difficulty to be so much higher than expected.
"Now it seems that I have underestimated the Sacred Martial Hall." Qin Fen raised his hand and scratched his head, "The Sacred Land of Martial Arts is indeed worthy of being called the Sacred Land of Martial Arts. I stayed inside for twelve hours and saw things, but I only dealt with the surface after hundreds of hours outside. It seems that this forgotten thing is still very far away from me. If I were to encounter a fourteen-star martial artist in a life and death battle again, my chances of winning would be less than one percent. "
"Accurate judgment, honest face. You're a little better than I expected."
At the door, a low voice came slowly. Qin Fen raised his eyebrows and looked at the door cautiously. Although he was addicted to self-reflection, he didn't notice the existence of this person before he spoke …
No! Qin Fen's two thick eyebrows gradually moved closer to the center of his eyebrows. After this person spoke, I still didn't feel his existence!
Who is he? The legendary Bae Seong-Joon? Did he come to the Sacred Martial Hall from the State of Korea after hearing that his disciple died? A few thoughts flashed through Qin Fen's mind quickly. No! If it was Bae Seong-Joon, he should have come here aggressively, right? White Tiger had done a similar thing once that day! And even Bae Seong-Joon shouldn't be able to enter this room.
The rooms of the Sacred Martial Hall were all controlled by the room owner. Qin Fen needed to go into seclusion these days to organize and summarize the Dragon Fist classics. A new command was added to the settings of the door to block all knocking sounds.
This person didn't knock on the door, and the room owner didn't set free entry and exit for him. How could his voice enter the room?
A leg slowly stepped out from the corridor of the door …
Firm and powerful! He was brimming with confidence! Qin Fen's pupils shrank suddenly. Just by looking at this person's leg, he could see that he was definitely not an ordinary person. At least, he was much stronger than Cai Renying!
Can enter the room freely? Qin Fen jumped down from the bed and his body was slightly alert. Is there such a person in the Sacred Martial Hall?
Another step forward. The person who spoke walked into the living room and revealed his true appearance.
Qin Fen quickly sized up this man who didn't have the slightest murderous aura, but his eyes revealed the power of an expert.
With a height of one hundred and eighty-five meters, his slender body was not much different from ordinary excellent martial artists, but his skin was indeed vermillion purple!
The sun shone on this vermillion purple face, faintly flipping the delicate luster of a baby's skin. His golden hair was soft and shiny, full of elasticity.
That pair of arrogant eyes were actually purple as well! Like two purple crystals, a firm and divine light shone from them.
"Young man, you are called Qin Fen, right? First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Azia. My current position is the head of the Criminal Law Department of the Internal Affairs Hall. You can also call me Sakra. "
After Azia finished speaking, he came to the sofa and sat in the center of the sofa with his back straight.
That's right! Right in the center! Qin Fen instantly judged Azia's position, which happened to be the center of the long sofa, as if it was accurately measured with a vernier caliper.
Internal Affairs Hall? The head of the Criminal Law Department? Sakra Azia? Qin Fen's eyes were full of doubts. Why did the higher-ups of the Sacred Martial Hall come here?
PS: Today, I went to my mother-in-law's house to deliver New Year's goods. I ran around to buy New Year's goods and then took a car to deliver them.
My first feeling when I returned home was, ah!!! I'm so tired, I really want to lie down and sleep … but I really don't dare to do that. Today's update is less than usual.
Tomorrow, I won't nag, I'll see the action.
Finally, I ask for a recommendation ticket. With such an update, I don't have the face to ask for monthly votes today. Tomorrow, when my face is big again, I will continue to ask for monthly votes, haha.
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