The injury was not serious.
The real injury was hidden in an invisible position.
The Martial Madman forced himself to stand up shakily. A powerhouse would never need the help of others.
At least, the Martial Madman was the kind of strong who didn't need help from others.
"Junior brother, you are qualified to participate in the Great Ensemble." The Martial Madman turned around and walked out of the crowd while laughing. He looked up to the sky and shouted, "If you keep improving like this, then I won't go to the Great Ensemble. I will guard the Sacred Martial Hall. "
The young martial artists looked at the back of the Martial Madman in confusion. What does the Great Ensemble have to do with the Sacred Martial Hall? The battle of the Martial Madman didn't seem to be just a contest between brothers. There seemed to be something more profound hidden behind it.
What was this hidden matter? The young martial artists were only left with doubts in their minds.
After a brief moment of doubt, the heroic figure of the Martial Madman disappeared from everyone's sight.
At this time, the young onlookers remembered another thing. The Martial Madman was defeated! But after his defeat, he didn't seem to be discouraged by the defeat. Instead, his tone was filled with the demeanor of an elder.
Qin Fen looked at the place where the Martial Madman disappeared. His mind replayed everything from the first time he met him to today. Suddenly, he understood a lot of things.
On that day, the Martial Madman swept Caesar and the others with a fifteen-star martial artist's tough stance. He didn't care if others would say that he was bullying the weak or that he was bullying the weak. He didn't really want to do that.
The power of the fifteen-star! This was what the Martial Madman really wanted to do.
The Sacred Martial Hall never lacked genius martial artists. There were people who successfully broke through the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth and raised their star-class all the way to the fourteen-class. They were stuck at this level for ten years or even decades.
Since Qin Fen entered the Sacred Martial Hall, his strength had improved extremely fast. The stunning brilliance aroused the interest of the Martial Madman, but at the same time, it also aroused the worry of the Martial Madman.
If such a talented junior became complacent and arrogant, it was likely that he would stay at the fourteen-star level for the rest of his life.
Stimulation was the best way for martial artists to improve their strength!
Pain, death, humiliation, etc … were all catalysts for martial artists to improve their strength.
Combined with the indifferent heroism of the Martial Madman today, he didn't care if others said that he was bullying the weak. He only needed to do what he thought was right.
What is the right thing? In the eyes of the Martial Madman, the right thing to do was to allow this batch of talented juniors to continuously improve their strength and not stagnate due to arrogance and complacency.
As a fellow martial artist, the Martial Madman was obsessed with martial arts. In a sense, he had a martial artist's heart that was even more obsessed with martial arts than Qin Fen. He understood the importance of a martial artist's obsession with martial arts better than anyone else.
"Wu Zun, Qin Fen won." The Martial Madman's pale face broke into a happy smile, "He's better than me, really! I accept your proposal. Within these ten years, I will work hard to improve myself. Ten years later, I will take over the Sacred Martial Hall and become the next Wu Zun. I will give up the opportunity to fight for the title of divine beast martial artist for the rest of my life. "
A desolate expression appeared on Wu Zun's youthful face at this moment. His raised arm felt like it was pressed down by a million pounds of weight as he patted the Martial Madman's shoulder with great difficulty.
After a long time, the Martial Sovereign slowly opened his mouth and sighed, "It's been hard on you."
There was a rare calmness in the Martial Madman's smile. Even his terrifying pair of scarlet eyes now looked a bit more brotherly, "Someone has to do things. As long as I have the heart of martial arts, the title of divine beast martial artist is not important to me. Wu Zun, this title also has supreme glory! "
The smile on Wu Zun's face did not have much of a smile. Only a Martial Saint would know how lonely the Martial Madman's choice was for him to give up the title of Divine Beast and choose Wu Zun.
Wu Zun lowered his head and looked at the thin computer disk in his hand, "Someone has to do things …"
The Martial Madman had already disappeared from where he was. Whether it was a divine beast martial artist or Wu Zun, practicing martial arts was the most important thing.
Wu Zun slowly walked towards the Sword Mountain Arena that had already begun to boil.
After a short period of silence, the onlooking young martial artists began to exclaim in admiration. They talked to each other in whispers or loud voices, exchanging their views on the fierce battle just now.
Qin Fen's shoulders drooped weakly. Although the time spent fighting the Martial Madman was very short, the consumption of spirit, true energy, and strength was higher than ever before.
The Martial Madman wasn't an ordinary sixteen-star martial artist. If it was another sixteen-star martial artist, Qin Fen felt that even if he couldn't defeat his opponent immediately with his rainbow-like fist technique, he would still be able to put his opponent in a passive situation where he couldn't turn the situation around.
The Martial Madman's martial senses and battle sense were rare monsters that Qin Fen had encountered since his debut. It wasn't just a matter of a few reasons that he could be called the most talented martial artist in the Sacred Martial Hall, but it was very, very reasonable!
As his true energy leaked, Qin Fen suddenly felt a burning pain coming from the bottom of his feet.
Walking through the messy Sword Mountain Arena, Qin Fen jumped to the ground and walked straight to his room without saying anything to the crowd.
In the battle of life and death, Qin Fen once again struck that rainbow-like and unparalleled fist technique. He had a faint feeling of control, unlike the day when he fought Cai Renying, when he sublimated all his instincts with his punches and kicks.
Although the Martial Madman's punches and kicks didn't have that monstrous power, they always had the king's power of a tiger. Every move he made had a clear spiritual imprint. He had completely formed his own fist technique with a complete spiritual imprint.
But Qin Fen wasn't the same. The martial dao of the divine dao was a difficult martial dao. It was a martial dao that was more difficult to form than many other martial dao.
God! Encompassing the world! High above, rumored to be the highest form of life! His joy and anger could shake the heavens and the earth.
Qin Fen was far from being able to do all this. Because the divine dao was too broad and difficult, the spiritual imprint in his fist technique was only on the surface, unable to penetrate deep into the essence.
Qin Fen had gained a lot of insights from today's battle with the Martial Madman. He needed to calm down and experience all this immediately. There wasn't even time to celebrate.
The Martial Madman left, and so did Qin Fen.
The two dueling martial artists had disappeared in front of the crowd, but this didn't hinder the enthusiastic discussion of the young onlookers.
"Yang Lie, are you interested?"
Caesar bent his knees slightly and stood on the blade of the Knife Mountain. He looked at Little Dragon King under the ring with a slightly condescending gaze, "Let's finish the day's ranking battle."
"Alright!"
Little Dragon King also jumped onto the Knife Mountain Ring with the Dragon Form. He released the strength of the thirteen-star level without reservation, causing a series of exclamations from the crowd.
Qin Fen was amazing, but the team beside him was equally amazing. Two people jumped out casually and unexpectedly had the strength of the thirteen-star level.
Mixed with the tragic aura of the Knife Mountain after the fierce battle, Caesar spread his arms wide and his aura of power rose again and again, breaking through the aura of power that he had never reached before.
Zeus stood in the crowd with an incomparably lonely expression. Among the martial artists of the same generation, not only was Qin Fen ahead, but Yang Lie was also far ahead of him.
None of the onlookers had expected that there would be a wonderful battle on the Knife Mountain after Qin Fen's battle today.
Moreover, once the battle started, it was not just a simple battle.
For a whole day, the fierce battle on the Knife Mountain was almost overshadowed by the sun and moon. Sabers flew all over the sky, and the destructive power seemed to be even more intense than Qin Fen's battle.
After Yang Lie and the others finished their battle, the other martial artists of the Sacred Martial Hall also boarded the ring and fought with each other. Several fierce battles in a row had completely stimulated the fighting spirit of other young martial artists.
Qin Fen sat cross-legged in the room for a whole day, barely digesting the fierce battle. He opened his eyes and was slightly stunned when he saw Wu Zun standing in front of the window.
Until today, Qin Fen still did not know the origin of this young man in front of him. The only thing he knew about him was that this person's strength was unfathomable. The Martial Madman was definitely not enough in front of him.
Not just the Martial Madman, Qin Fen could even clearly feel that even his master, Ferrero, was not enough in front of this martial artist.
Sacred Martial Six Stars? Wu Zun? Qin Fen's eyes flashed with suspicion and speculation. There were not many people in the Sacred Martial Hall who could beat the head of department. He did not believe that there was a hidden master like the nameless sweeping monk in the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils in the Sacred Martial Hall.
"Follow me."
Wu Zun dropped these simple words and his body had already floated out of the window.
Not taking the stairs? Only then did Qin Fen realize that martial artists who had reached a certain level of strength did not seem to like taking the stairs or the elevator. Today, even when he returned to his room, he just jumped up and did not take the stairs.
Wu Zun was silent all the way through the buildings of the Sacred Martial Hall. The two came straight to the endless sea, only then did they stop.
Wu Zun did not speak, and it was not convenient for Qin Fen to ask. He just stood quietly behind Wu Zun.
The sea breeze blew Wu Zun's long hair gently. He stepped on the soft beach and casually took a step forward. His left hand was raised casually and then waved down casually.
The surging sea suddenly separated to both sides, and a trench made of seawater that stretched for thirty feet appeared in front of Qin Fen!
Qin Fen frowned and quickly fell into contemplation.
As if Wu Zun did not see Qin Fen's expression, he slowly walked towards the sea as if he was taking a walk in his back garden.
After a few steps, Wu Zun disappeared in front of Qin Fen's eyes. He had already walked into the deep sea.
The trench appeared and then disappeared. The seawater on both sides collided with each other, forming waves.
After the waves passed, the sea was quiet again.
But this silence did not last long. Suddenly, a huge blue water column rushed from the sea! The seawater intertwined and stirred with each other, roaring like the roar of the Sea Dragon King. It rose hundreds of feet into the sky and finally dispersed back into the sea.
Qin Fen stood by the sea, his clothes wet by the dispersed seawater.
Night, deep sea.
Wu Zun slowly walked back from the bottom of the sea. He looked at Qin Fen, whose eyebrows were gradually relaxing. He asked in a calm tone as if he did not eat the smoke and fire of the world, "Do you understand?"
Qin Fen thought for a while and nodded gently, "Understood."
"Very good." Wu Zun's clothes did not have any trace of water droplets. His soft voice sounded again, "Want to leave?"
"Yes. A man is a fortress for his woman to shelter from the wind and rain. "Qin Fen paused slightly and shook his head again and again," I did not do this well before. Now, I am going to do it well. "
"When are you leaving?"
"It will take a few more days."
"Secret Art Pavilion?"
"Yes." Qin Fen looked at the sea, "Secret Art Pavilion."
Wu Zun nodded with satisfaction. The things that Ferrero and Sakra had done these days could not be hidden from the real masters of the Sacred Martial Hall.
The two heads of department relayed the things that they had seen in the Secret Art Pavilion to Qin Fen. They tried to be objective and did not add any of their own martial dao insights, just so that Qin Fen could chew on the taste by himself.
Eating the things that others chew twice would have less nutrition. At the same time, it was easy to be influenced by the relayer.
Although they tried to be objective, the two heads of department were also people with high cultivation. From time to time, they would reveal a trace of their own opinions mixed in. This was not intentional but instinctive.
Qin Fen chose to enter the Secret Art Pavilion again in order to personally observe the martial dao of the ten thousand schools in the Secret Art Pavilion for a few days. The foundation that he had accumulated in the past few days had been developed by Asura. It was time for him to take a lot of supplements.
"Right." Wu Zun took out a magnetic disc from his clothes and threw it to Qin Fen, "I am afraid that you will need to postpone what you want to do after you leave. Snake King asked me to send a message to you. "
"Snake King?" Qin Fen was stunned. A bitter smile appeared on his face, "I have been practicing hard in the Sacred Martial Hall these days. I almost forgot that I am still a soldier."
A satisfied smile appeared on Wu Zun's lips again. One must have enough dedication to do anything. Qin Fen's answer represented his degree of dedication.
Qin Fen kept the magnetic disc and found that Wu Zun had just left.
Looking at the turbulent sea, Qin Fen also waved his arm and made a palm strike. He turned around and left without looking. He knew very well what the result would be.
The same effect as Wu Zun's palm strike appeared on the sea surface of three hundred feet.
Whether it was the width or the depth, it was exactly the same! Martial dao master! Qin Fen had completely stepped into the ranks of martial dao master.
Returning to the room again, Qin Fen was stunned again.
There was a person sitting on the sofa. Even in the dark room, he could still see the curves. It was a woman with a very good figure.
A familiar woman! Even if there was no light in the room, even if Qin Fen closed his eyes, he could still know who this woman was.
Head of the Sacred Martial Hall's Department of Martial Arts, Asura Fenghua Danyun!
In the darkness, Asura's body exuded a faint and subtle fragrance. The decent cheongsam and her smooth and pink skin complemented each other, exuding a completely different femininity from usual.
A coffee table, a bottle of red wine, and two wine glasses exuded a different atmosphere from usual.
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