In the vast desert, Qin Fen walked step by step. His body fluctuated from fast to slow. He had unknowingly integrated into this huge desert, moving with the wind and silent with the wind.
The sand dunes of the Sahara Desert were sometimes undulating, forming a huge sand wall not inferior to the Great Wall. Qin Fen didn't use any true energy or any navigation technology to identify the direction. He just walked according to his feelings. He slept when he was tired and walked when he woke up.
A month had passed. Qin Fen's skin had gradually turned bronze after the experience of wind, sand, and sunshine. He only ate some non-poisonous sand scorpions and sand snakes. His body absorbed the most natural nutrients from the desert. His body was a bit thinner, but it gave people a feeling of health and strength.
Walking quietly, Qin Fen didn't need to deliberately use true energy to enhance his five senses. He could feel the changes in the surrounding environment. The wind speed in the distance, the wind direction, and even the flow of the sand under his feet when he stepped on it could be clearly felt.
In the most natural state for a long time, Qin Fen had gradually begun to integrate with the desert. His blood, body, and even his spirit began to merge little by little. He didn't deliberately pursue it, nor did he deliberately forget it. Everything was carried out in the most natural state. His mind and body automatically felt the glorious history of the Sahara over millions of years.
Qin Fen had completely lost the feeling of the hot steam-like weather. His body even began to save water on its own to prevent the loss.
The dust of martial arts seemed to be blown away by the storm in the desert. The hailstones of the night were smashed. The martial arts absorbed the historical imprints in the desert. The violent side of it tore away the dust of martial arts. Even the soul gradually became purer.
After walking for more than a month, Qin Fen was dizzy from the sun at the beginning. His lips were dry, and his limbs were weak. Later, he completely adapted to the environment here. He forgot about the drinks in the refrigerator, forgot about the martial arts, and became relaxed.
"It's going to thunder …"
Qin Fen looked up at the sky and said these words slowly. A few seconds later, a thunderbolt exploded in the sky out of nowhere, and a happy smile appeared on his lips.
This was an indescribable feeling. It wasn't the Sahara Desert that told him, nor was it the various skills he had learned before to speculate. It was an indescribable instinct.
A few more flashes of lightning followed, and the muffled sound of thunder rumbled incessantly in the sky. Hundreds of silver snakes rolled and rolled among each other in the layers of clouds, giving the impression that the grass was rising together to fight for supremacy over the world.
Qin Fen lay down and spread his body, welcoming the heavy rain from the sky with the most comfortable posture, washing the dust of the wind and sand on his body, and also washing his martial dao that had not yet been completely purified.
Another clap of thunder shook the earth, causing the yellow sand on the ground to tremble slightly. The echoing sound traveled through the air into the distance.
Thunder exploded one after another in the sky. Qin Fen's heartbeat had unknowingly entered the realm of synchronization with these thunder explosions.
Humans standing in the desert were a part of the desert. Wasn't the thunder in the sky also a part of it?
Qin Fen didn't deliberately do anything. If nutrition was forcefully matched, it would never be as healthy as the absorption of human instincts. Only instincts wouldn't absorb impurities.
The rain in the desert came and went quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the heavy rain had already disappeared. Qin Fen looked up at the peak of the sun and gently looked around the endless yellow sand around him. They were eternal existences. They had existed for millions of years. After millions of years, they would definitely continue to exist!
At this moment, Qin Fen's soul seemed to have truly understood the glory of the Sahara Desert for hundreds of years! It had never been truly conquered by humans! It never thought that it had been truly conquered by humans! Those who carried the technological products produced by humans and used various tools to complete a crossing of the desert could not really conquer it!
They had only walked through the desert once and experienced the cruelty of the Sahara. They did not really conquer the Sahara. They always thought of leaving when they crossed. How could a person who always thought of leaving conquer the Sahara that had existed for hundreds of years?
How could the glory of hundreds of years be conquered just by crossing it once with the help of some technology?
In an instant! Qin Fen's soul expanded without limit, so big that it could encompass everything he saw, including the sky above his head. All the cells in his body trembled at the same time. The true energy that had been immersed for many days suddenly rose and filled his body once again. He took a step stance, lowered his waist, shoulders, and elbows, and threw a punch.
True energy and blood boiled at this moment! The sand and dust on his clothes that were stained by the rain seemed to have received a major shock and flew away from his clothes all of a sudden.
With this attack, the true energy mixed with the boiling blood appeared on the surface of the fist in an incomparably smooth manner and returned to his waist and feet in the blink of an eye before erupting!
Bang … the sand and dust flew everywhere. The soft yellow sand with extremely poor conductivity was shaken by Qin Fen's true energy and rushed into the sky within a radius of a hundred meters, covering the sky and covering the sun.
Qin Fen tiptoed slightly and his body floated out of the flying sand. The glory of the Sahara was added to the boxing technique. Only those who had truly taken this boxing technique would know what the glory of the Sahara was.
After another ten days, Qin Fen walked out of the Sahara. This was still not a deliberate departure. It was as if the Sahara Desert was sending him away. Only those who were truly recognized by the desert could be sent out by it.
Qin Fen looked back at the boundless desert. This feeling was very mysterious, but only those who really went deep and felt everything could truly understand.
Qin Fen found a military base in a nearby location. After showing his identity as a lieutenant colonel, he immediately received a courteous reception from the other party.
Snake King had already informed the African Military Region through channels a long time ago. Qin Fen's performance in the recruit tournament had also made him a little famous in the African Military Region. Some of Qin Fen's information was kept in the computer of the military base near the Sahara Desert.
The military plane arrived very quickly. Qin Fen once again sat on the plane that he had not seen for a long time. Looking at the Sahara where he had lived for many days from the sky, an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart. In just a short month, the most primitive and simple life of eating, walking, sleeping, and foraging allowed him to see a world that he had never seen before.
It turned out that the world could also be seen like this. Qin Fen closed his eyes gently. The hiking in Qinghai back then was still very different from today's hiking. At that time, his heart was higher than the sky as he looked at the magnificent mountain terrain. This time, he had entered the realm of master and returned to the starting point, seeing a completely different world.
The plane whizzed through the air resistance in the sky. Qin Fen did not look at the Sahara Desert under him. He just quietly closed his eyes. His breathing was balanced like a sleeping baby. His chest rose and fell, no longer slow and powerful like a martial dao master.
The soldier next to him looked at Qin Fen in surprise. This breathing looked like that of an ordinary person. There was no feeling of martial dao at all. But looking closely, it was different from an ordinary person. He was like a newborn baby. His breathing was in an indescribable natural state. If one observed carefully, they would have an illusion that the man in front of them was more like a tree than a person.
Sleeping? Awake? The soldier did not dare to speculate. There was a trace of envy in his doubtful eyes. I heard that this young man made a great contribution in the desert. Maybe when he returns to the East Asia military headquarters in Shenyang, he will be promoted again?
"Promoted? This kid left the army for a year. Snake King actually let him perform such a mission behind my back, and he even succeeded! " Lee Myeong-Jeong punched the thick table. The cup placed next to him was shaken and bounced off the table. The fragrant coffee spilled all over the table.
Over the past year, Lee Myeong-Jeong had been unhappy. He wanted to kill Qin Fen several times. He even hired the Blood Ranking Gun King to kill him. Unexpectedly, not only did he not kill Qin Fen, but he also let Qin Fen live freely to this day and made such a huge contribution.
Founding Society? The military had known about the existence of the Founding Society for a long time, but it was difficult for them to find their lair. They didn't expect Qin Fen to suddenly return from the Sacred Martial Hall and make such a big move.
"Stop Qin Fen from completely returning to the military system?" Lee Myeong-Jeong's vulture eyebrows gradually frowned, and a little light flashed in it, "I'm afraid it will be difficult this time. Even if we catch him completing the mission, it will be difficult to stop him from returning to the military system. No! I can't let go of my 'son's' revenge! I must kill him before he returns to the military! "
The light gradually converged into an ominous light. Lee Myeong-Jeong's cheeks showed a shocking ferocity. The muscles on his face were twitching at the same time, and the joints of his hands were cracking, "There is only one way! It is difficult to kill him with underhanded means. Even if he is killed, I'm afraid Snake King will make a move. Kill him in the most open and aboveboard way! "
"That's right!" Lee Myeong-Jeong's smile was still full of ferocity. There was still a way to kill Qin Fen in this world, and that was to kill him in the arena in an open and aboveboard way!
The life and death arena always needed an excuse. Lee Myeong-Jeong found the best excuse and candidate.
Bae Seong-Joon, the Martial God of the State of Korea! The founder of Neo Taekwondo, he was committed to spreading his Neo Taekwondo throughout the Federation, hoping to once again set off the trend of Taekwondo that was popular all over the world.
Therefore, in addition to his own hard work over the years, he also trained several outstanding disciples. These people could go out to promote Neo Taekwondo in the future, and they were all candidates to inherit his mantle in the future.
It could be said that the effort that Bae Seong-Joon spent on these disciples was no less than the degree of his own hard work in martial dao.
Seeing that the disciples were about to really grow up and spread Neo Taekwondo all over the Federation, there was bad news one after another.
First, the defeat of the Park brothers made Bae Seong-Joon's opportunity to represent the East Asia Military Region in the Recruit Tournament with Neo Taekwondo become a bubble. He lost an opportunity to promote Neo Taekwondo.
Then, Lee Myeong-Jeong's nephew was defeated by Qin Fen, the martial dao champion of the Recruit Tournament.
In less than half a year, another two pieces of news came out. Qin Fen, who had entered the Sacred Martial Hall, once again mercilessly bombarded the Neo Taekwondo martial artists who tried to block his way. He directly killed two direct disciples in a duel.
In just over a year, more than half of the Neo Taekwondo successors that Bae Seong-Joon cultivated wholeheartedly were killed by Qin Fen. Lee Myeong-Jeong had already heard of the anger of the State of Korea Martial God. If Qin Fen had not been hiding in the Sacred Martial Hall, he would have gone to Qin Fen's door and killed him to vent his hatred.
Lee Myeong-Jeong always thought that Qin Fen, who was rumored to be in the limelight in the Sacred Martial Hall, was likely to be widely publicized by the army when he left the Sacred Martial Hall and returned to the army. At that time, he would look for Bae Seong-Joon to make a move.
Unexpectedly, Qin Fen left the Sacred Martial Hall in such a low-key manner and completed a huge meritorious deed with lightning speed.
Lee Myeong-Jeong suspected that if this continued, Qin Fen might really become a master of martial dao and his status in the army would be higher and higher. At that time, it would be even more difficult to kill him.
Lee Myeong-Jeong's hand touched the phone on the table and pressed a few keys familiarly. The State of Korea Martial God still had a great relationship with the State of Korea's military. As one of the backbone of the State of Korea's military, how could Lee Myeong-Jeong not know?
"Master Bae? Hello, this is Lee Myeong-Jeong. This time I'm sorry to disturb you, but I have good news to tell you. Qin Fen will return to Zhongzhou soon … "
Boom!
Lee Myeong-Jeong immediately stretched out his arm holding the phone far away from his ear, but he could still clearly hear the angry smashing sound coming from the other side of the phone.
Listening to the sound, Lee Myeong-Jeong could roughly judge that Bae Seong-Joon had just slammed his palm on the wall, and the wall that was slammed by the angry State of Korea Martial God had now become a ruin.
Very good! Lee Myeong-Jeong slowly brought the phone receiver back to his ear. He was really satisfied with Bae Seong-Joon's reaction! The anger of the State of Korea Martial God indicated that Qin Fen's life had really come to an end.
"Where is he?"
A voice that was trying to suppress the anger came from the other end of the phone, causing the words to be unusually cold. Even across the phone line, Lee Myeong-Jeong's scalp was still tight. This kind of martial dao master-level anger was hard to bear even across the phone.
"Master Bae, if you are interested in meeting this young martial artist whose name you have heard many times, how about …" The smile in Lee Myeong-Jeong's eyes was like a blooming flower, "I will pick you up now, and let's go meet him together?"
"Okay! I will wait for you! "
Boom! Before Lee Myeong-Jeong heard the busy tone from the phone, he first heard the sound of the phone being crushed. The anger of the State of Korea Martial God made the phone in his hand the first to disappear.
"Come! Prepare the fastest vertical landing plane for me. " Lee Myeong-Jeong tidied up his neat military uniform, and his happy mood was revealed in his vigorous footsteps.
With the State of Korea Martial God Bae Seong-Joon by his side, Lee Myeong-Jeong did not need to be afraid of appearing in front of Qin Fen this time and being targeted by this vengeful young man.
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