Jang Cheon-Hyeok, who pioneered and promoted the State of Korea's Neo Taekwondo in Europe, was dead. He had a duel with Qin Fen, who had defeated many successors of Neo Taekwondo at the seaside of Tianbei City. His arms were broken and his chest was pierced.
The death of a martial dao master was not a small matter in the world of martial dao. Especially when the founder of Neo Taekwondo, Bae Seong-Joon, posted everywhere, announcing the official duel with Qin Fen. The movement of Neo Taekwondo was closely watched by many parties.
Jang Cheon-Hyeok, who had killed two martial dao masters in Europe, died in Tianbei City. This news quickly swept through many martial artist regions.
Qin Fen had killed many opponents since his debut, but he had never really killed a martial dao master. After killing Jang Cheon-Hyeok this time, his reputation spread like radiation.
"Jang Cheon-Hyeok was really killed?"
State of Japan, the headquarters of the Heroic Soul Martial Dao Dojo, Kyokushin Kouten, the founder of Neo Karate, opened his eyes slowly. He maintained his kneeling position and looked at the two martial artists opposite him. There was a hint of surprise in his tone.
Jang Cheon-Hyeok had been a martial dao master for several years. Kyokushin Kouten had seen him once. He was not a dabbler who had just entered the ranks of martial dao masters, but a real martial dao master. He could be said to have truly mastered the essence of Neo Taekwondo.
Such a martial dao master was actually defeated by a young martial artist who was less than twenty years old. Kyokushin Kouten felt that this news was a bit surreal.
Among the two people sitting opposite Kyokushin Kouten, one was a fat man who was two meters tall and weighed five hundred and sixty kilograms. He sat casually on the tatami and gave people the feeling of a moving mountain of meat.
This person was the founder of Neo Sumo, Hashimoto Nagashiro, who had saved the State of Japan's folk martial arts.
"Yeah, although there is an old saying in Zhongzhou that heroes come from the young, Qin Fen is too young. A martial dao master who is less than twenty years old …"
Hashimoto Nagashiro said as he shook his huge head. His neck turned and the meat on his chest also trembled slightly. This seemingly fat body made any martial dao master dare not underestimate its terrifying lethality.
"Although it was unexpected, Jang Cheon-Hyeok was indeed killed."
The man sitting next to Hashimoto Nagashiro was a little thin. He was 1.65 meters tall and had a thin figure. Sitting next to Hashimoto Nagashiro made him look like a monkey.
This man, who looked like a monkey, enjoyed the same prestige as the other two people present in the martial arts world of the State of Japan. He was the founder of the new Aikido, Hatoyama Kazuo.
"I wonder what kind of souvenir Jang Cheon-Hyeok left on Qin Fen when he died in battle." Hatoyama Kazuo slightly wrinkled his two centimeter-long short eyebrows, "Bae Seong-Joon is worthy of being a man of great achievements. First, he agreed to fight with Qin Fen, and then he sent his disciple to fight first. It would be best if I win, but if I lose … humph … "
Kyokushin Kouten quietly placed his hands on his knees and nodded gently, "Bae Seong-Joon combined several martial arts to create Neo Taekwondo, which includes the art of war of Zhongzhou. This is understandable."
Hashimoto Nagashiro's eyes showed some disdain: "Nothing wrong? First, he sent his disciple to exhaust his opponent's strength, then he personally defeated his opponent to promote his Neo Taekwondo. Such a person was not fit to practice martial arts! He is not fit to be the master of others! "
As Hashimoto Nagashiro's voice fell, his heavy palm, which was the size of a Titan God, slammed the ground heavily, shaking the tatami.
Kyokushin Kouten and Hatoyama Kazuo looked at each other and smiled helplessly. Although they were both martial artists of the State of Japan, Hashimoto Nagashiro's way of thinking was somewhat incompatible with the two of them.
In a rainforest in Taizhou, a two-meter-tall bald man with a bare upper body and strong muscles was quietly looking at a slowly flowing stream in front of him.
The two Neo Muay Thai martial artists standing not far behind the big man held their breath and looked at the bald man carefully. It was this Neo Muay Thai cultivator named Sakaat who killed the founder of Neo Muay Thai, the former king of Neo Muay Thai, and became the current king of Neo Muay Thai.
After a while, Sakaat slowly opened his mouth as if he was asking himself, "As a master, my biggest wish should be to be killed by the best disciple I have taught, not to watch him be killed by others. Jang Cheon-Hyeok is dead, Bae Seong-Joon should be the most distressed. "
"As a master, my biggest wish should be to be killed by the best disciple I have taught." The two people standing not far behind Sakaat shuddered when they heard the words of Sakaat when he killed his own master, the king of Neo Muay Thai.
The current king of Neo Muay Thai seemed to have some mental problems, but his ferocity made everyone who practiced Neo Muay Thai admit that Sakaat was the well-deserved king of Neo Muay Thai.
Sad? Sad!
In the hall of the State of Korea's Neo Taekwondo headquarters, Bae Seong-Joon stood quietly in front of a glass coffin. He had been standing in front of this coffin for a whole day. During this time, he didn't eat, drink or speak, but just quietly looked at the person lying in the coffin.
That was the disciple he was most proud of. After the news of Cai Renying and Kim Ji-Seok's death came from the Sacred Martial Hall, Bae Seong-Joon's real hope was Jang Cheon-Hyeok, who was lying in the coffin with a broken body.
Since the founding of Neo Taekwondo, Bae Seong-Joon had cultivated ten disciples over the years. Among them, only Jang Cheon-Hyeok broke through the Nirvana Great Inborn Transformation and became a true fifteen-star martial artist, stepping into the ranks of martial dao masters.
Bae Seong-Joon had no son. Jang Cheon-Hyeok, the first disciple he accepted as his own, was his own son in his eyes. He was even closer to him than his own son! His love was Cai Renying, but his hopes were all on Jang Cheon-Hyeok.
Originally, Bae Seong-Joon was counting on Cai Renying and Kim Ji-Seok, who had entered the Sacred Martial Hall to cultivate, to also enter the ranks of martial dao masters in the future.
But he never expected that in just a year, two Sacred Martial Hall disciples would be killed. Even Jang Cheon-Hyeok, the only one who had entered the realm of martial dao master and was likely to be the successor of Neo Taekwondo in the future, was also killed.
Dead, they are all dead.
Bae Seong-Joon stood in front of the coffin. Neo Taekwondo, which he had worked hard for many years, was rapidly collapsing and destroyed in just over a year.
All of this was caused by a rapidly rising young martial artist, Qin Fen!
Overnight, Bae Seong-Joon's black hair was mixed with many snow-white strands. He suddenly looked ten years older.
There were no tears. When a person was really sad to the limit, they couldn't even squeeze out tears.
Bae Seong-Joon's posture, which had been maintained for a whole night, finally changed. He slowly raised his palm and placed it on his chest where his heart was. This place seemed to have been hollowed out with the death of his disciple.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with indescribable sadness. His slightly dry lips parted up and down, and a heart-wrenching roar of grief soared into the sky as if his vocal cords were about to break.
"Ah! Ah ah! Ah ah ah ah … "
"Qin Fen!"
"Killing my disciple, wife-killing, and the hatred of my son! I, Bae Seong-Joon, am absolutely irreconcilable with you! "
The true energy of the fifteen-star level burst out again and again. The ground slate under his feet cracked, and even the glass coffin next to him cracked under the vibration of the sound waves.
The cracks spread all over the coffin in an instant, and finally, it completely shattered with a 'bang'.
The increase of Bae Seong-Joon's true energy did not stop at all. At the limit of the fifteen-star apex, his Neo Taekwondo suit was like standing in a strong wind, making a flapping sound due to the true energy.
Sixteen-star! Bae Seong-Joon's entire Neo Taekwondo suit was like an inflated ball, swelling to the point that it seemed like it was about to explode in an instant.
The three great hatred of killing his disciple, wife-killing, and the death of his son drove Bae Seong-Joon to break through the shackles of star-class strength for many years and reach the sixteen-star level in one fell swoop!
Anger, hatred, killing intent! Bae Seong-Joon's eyes were red without tears. His true energy was still rising continuously. In the blink of an eye, his strength was no longer at the early sixteen-star level.
"When a person's emotions reach an extreme, it is indeed possible to make a breakthrough, but this kind of thing is not necessarily done by one in ten thousand people with luck."
The words that Asura taught to Qin Fen and the others that day were inadvertently fulfilled by Bae Seong-Joon. This was not the eruption of a small universe, but the foundation of his martial dao over the years, under the combination of extreme emotions, carried out a kind of strength beyond instinct.
BANG BANG BANG … The floor was like a conductor. Under the breakthrough of Bae Seong-Joon's strength, it cracked and exploded into pieces.
The eruption of strength lasted for a full ten minutes. Bae Seong-Joon once again returned to the initial silence. The entire headquarters hall was in ruins, as if a small local war had just taken place here.
Bae Seong-Joon walked out of the hall quietly. His whole body was shrouded in a killing intent that was more piercing than ever before. Even those Neo Taekwondo apprentices who looked at his back from afar felt as if their hearts had been taken away in an instant.
Bae Seong-Joon walked into the hut that he usually used to meditate and sat cross-legged on the futon, motionless. He needed to settle down and make his body and spirit reach the best state before the duel with Qin Fen.
The current breakthrough was not Bae Seong-Joon's best state. He needed to adapt to the changes of the sixteen-star level and adjust his mind. Qin Fen killed Jang Cheon-Hyeok. Although he did not hurt Bae Seong-Joon with his own hands, he gave him the most ferocious mental blow.
This mental blow was, to a certain extent, far more ferocious than a physical attack. If it were not for Bae Seong-Joon's insistence to revitalize the State of Korea's national martial arts, a huge spiritual crack would have appeared in the face of the successive mental blows. Even if he had the strength of a sixteen-star, he would not be able to make any real powerful punches and kicks.
Bae Seong-Joon needed to repair the cracks in his spirit, and he also needed to adapt and understand the difference between the sixteen-star and the fifteen-star.
Jang Cheon-Hyeok's death attracted the attention of many people in the circle in a very short period of time. Some people who were initially not interested in watching the duel between Bae Seong-Joon and Qin Fen also became interested after Jang Cheon-Hyeok's death.
To be able to kill a martial dao master who had been famous for several years at the age of less than twenty, many people were interested in this matter.
"Qin Fen killed Jang Cheon-Hyeok?"
In Zhongzhou, on a huge green mountain, there were a few simple wooden huts. A few wisps of white mist surrounded the mountainside, giving off the feeling of a fairyland on earth.
Outside the wooden hut, there was a reclining chair under a towering tree. Song Zhenting's right hand, which was holding the information, trembled slightly as his eyes shone with an uncontrollable brilliance.
Half a year ago, Song Zhenting once took Song Jia to watch the life and death battle between Qin Fen and Young Netherworld King, Hades. At that time, Qin Fen had just completed the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth, a ten-star martial artist.
"It's already not easy to complete the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth at such a young age. But in less than a year, he actually completed the Great Inborn Nirvana Transformation."
Song Zhenting clicked his tongue and shook his head again and again. Apart from the legendary Azure Dragon, he had never seen a martial artist who could continuously improve his strength on the martial dao.
"Dad."
In the wooden hut, Song Jia, dressed in a tight purple samurai, walked out. Her long black hair was tied high behind her head, reaching all the way to her raised buttocks.
In more than a year, Song Jia's entire temperament had changed a little. Her strength had climbed to the twelve-star level through hard work.
As the only granddaughter of the Qilin, Song Jia had extraordinary aptitude as a martial artist. She cultivated the martial arts that the Earth Martial God had specially researched and developed for her. It was not strange for her to grow rapidly after entering the explosive period of her strength.
The reason why her strength growth was too slow at the beginning was mainly because of Song Jia's age. Although she was also of the same age as Qin Fen, there was still a gap of nearly ten months between the two.
When Qin Fen entered the strength outbreak period, Song Jia still had not entered the true strength outbreak period. As Song Jia stepped into the strength outbreak period, Song Wendong applied for a long vacation from the school for her and locked her in the deep mountains to start her martial dao cultivation.
Since childhood, Song Jia had laid a deep foundation beyond ordinary people under the personal cultivation of Qilin. She had read a lot of books and seen all kinds of information about the duels between martial dao experts. Furthermore, she had received Qilin's loving guidance.
Song Zhenting looked at the appearance of his daughter and revealed a fatherly smile. This was the pride of the Song Family. According to the patriarch who was also his father, although Song Jia was a girl, she also had the opportunity to become a divine beast. One family with two divine beasts!
This was not only the wish of the divine beasts of other planets, but also the wish of Qilin Song Wendong.
Song Zhenting deeply blamed himself for Qilin. In the past, he had also cultivated desperately for the hope of the Earth Martial God. But until today, he was still not qualified to become a divine beast.
Perhaps … Song Zhenting gently shook his head. Perhaps I will never have the opportunity to become a divine beast in this life. It was also because of this relationship that Song Jia's future husband had become particularly important in the eyes of Song Wendong.
Looking at Song Jia, Song Zhenting felt a slight stab of pain in his heart. He raised his hand and touched his daughter's black hair. In the eyes of others, being born in a divine beast family was such a blessing that one could come into contact with the supreme martial arts. But who knew the sorrow of being born in a divine beast family?
As a descendant of a divine beast, she had to work harder than others and be better than others. All of this was a matter of course! As a descendant of a divine beast, she had to become a real divine beast!
Only the descendants of the divine beast martial artists knew how much pressure they had to bear.
"Daughter, it has been hard for you." Song Zhenting stroked the forehead of Song Jia, who was as obedient as a kitten and sitting beside him. "Do you want to see him?"
Song Jia smiled with her eyes closed, as if she was a kitten enjoying the stroking. "It doesn't matter."
Song Zhenting looked at his daughter with some surprise. As a father, he naturally understood how much his daughter, who had been training day and night to break free from the shackles of her family or Qilin, longed to see Qin Fen.
However, today, when she had the opportunity to see Qin Fen openly, Song Jia's answer made Song Zhenting very puzzled.
"Hehe …" Song Jia opened her eyes, which were already full of smiles and happiness. "Because I will be able to see him soon."
"Soon?" Song Zhenting sized up his weird daughter. "You aren't thinking of running away again, are you? Be careful, your grandfather will spank your butt. "
Spank! Song Jia's smiling eyes had a trace of embarrassment. After secretly watching the recruit tournament, she was really spanked by her grandfather. It was really a very shameful thing for a girl to be spanked.
Now, whenever she heard about spanking, Song Jia's cheeks would frequently turn hot.
"He is not running away." Song Jia raised her head, her blushing cheeks flashing with pride. "He said that he is coming to propose marriage."
"Coming to propose marriage?" Song Zhenting's right hand had just picked up the teacup. Following this shocking news, it shook a few times.
What kind of news could make the palm of a person with Song Zhenting's cultivation tremble?
"Coming to propose marriage …"
Song Zhenting chewed on these four simple words as a faint smile appeared on his broad cheeks. "This kid is really bold."
Song Jia's cheeks continued to be brimming with a happy smile. Qin Fen coming to propose marriage was far more bold than bold. He needed to face Qilin Song Wendong.
In this world, how many geniuses and heroes were left with only worship after hearing the name Song Wendong? Some were simply terrified.
There were only three kinds of people who could take the initiative to propose marriage. The first kind was a fool whose brain was completely broken and didn't know what fear was.
The second kind was a person with a huge force behind him. Similarly, his brain wasn't very clear. He thought that by relying on his family's strength, he would be able to win some face in front of Qilin.
The third kind was a person with real courage. He dared to show his courage even in the face of Earth Martial God Song Wendong. This kind of person was somewhat similar to the first kind, but they were fundamentally different.
In Song Jia's view, Qin Fen was young but mature. Sometimes, he was even a bit slow, but he was definitely not a fool without a brain.
"Interesting." Song Zhenting gently touched his chin and made a thoughtful expression. "Should I call a doctor in advance? Or should I just contact the funeral parlor? "
"Dad …" Song Jia grabbed Song Zhenting's arm and shook it back and forth. "What are you talking about …"
"I haven't seen the duel between Qin Fen and Bae Seong-Joon, so I don't dare to make an assertion." Song Zhenting leaned on the back of the recliner and shook it gently. "But I know that even if Qin Fen really defeats Bae Seong-Joon, I'm afraid he will suffer a lot of injuries. Even if he isn't injured, so what? Girl, do you think our Qilin Sect is the same as Neo Taekwondo? Not to mention those constellation warriors, even father's disciples … "
"Child …" Song Zhenting patted Song Jia's head again. "You should know how big the gap between Qilin Sect and Neo Taekwondo is, right? Of course, Bae Seong-Joon, who was born in the Sacred Martial Hall, hasn't put down his martial dao all these years. Perhaps this great sorrow can help him make another breakthrough. "
The news of Jang Cheon-Hyeok's death was still spreading everywhere. It had also unknowingly raised the attention of the duel between Qin Fen and Bae Seong-Joon.
The time of the duel was getting closer and closer. Qin Fen, as usual, would carry a fishing rod to the seaside every day to fish or take a walk in the sun. Occasionally, he would talk to his friends on the phone or listen to the concert CDs sent by the Flying Hearts.
The performing arts of the two little girls were getting wider and wider. The heavy metal music that broke out from their petite bodies shocked Qin Fen again and again.
Music, like martial dao, was an existence with a soul. As the two little girls walked further and further on the road of music, Qin Fen was able to find a resonance when he heard their music again.
What surprised Qin Fen the most was the biochemical beast given by Lin Liqiang. He originally thought that this biochemical beast called the God-Demon Body would always sleep in the shape of a huge egg. He didn't expect that the God-Demon Body would faintly move in recent days, as if something was about to break out of the shell.
Biochemical beasts had a complete and clear set of tutorials. Almost all the biochemical beasts in the Federation were fused according to this method.
However, Lin Liqiang liked to be independent. The biochemical beast he gave Qin Fen was a growth-type biochemical beast. Moreover, it broke the iron rules of many biochemical beasts.
As a result, Qin Fen really didn't know how to face and use his own biochemical beast. Because even Lin Liqiang, who made the God-Demon Body, didn't know how to develop and use this biochemical beast.
In Lin Liqiang's own words, "When you wanted to join the army, time was really too tight. How could I have the time to do more in-depth research? The only thing I know about this thing is that it will be very, very tough! In my opinion, it will become the number one biochemical beast in the Federation! As for how to do it, you can slowly study it yourself. "
"Slowly study it." Qin Fen could only smile bitterly as he recalled the irresponsible words of his old friend that day. As a talent who wasn't in the field of biochemical beasts, how could this thing be studied so easily? He didn't even have a direction to explore.
A familiar ringtone interrupted Qin Fen's thoughts. Lin Liqiang's voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Old Qin, I have good news and bad news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?"
Qin Fen shook his head and chuckled as he listened to the voice on the phone. This is really interesting. Whoever I think of, that person will call me. I wonder if my brother, who might be Azure Dragon's brother, will call to encourage me?
"Good news."
"The good news is that I got the specimen you gave me back. After studying it for a few days, I found something strange."
Qin Fen raised his eyebrows and let out a series of praises. Any field was the same as martial dao. It wasn't easy to break through, even if you were a genius in this field. Lin Liqiang asked for the insect warrior specimen half a year ago, and he was still obsessed with it. Obviously, he had also encountered a shackle. This insect warrior might be able to help him break the shackle. As a friend, how could he not be happy for him?
"With my discovery, I also brought you bad news." Lin Liqiang's voice suddenly became weak, "Do you remember the Young Netherworld King, Hades that you told me about?"
"I remember."
"Well, let me tell you some bad news." Lin Liqiang sighed again and again, "Although I haven't studied this insect warrior in depth, I have also found a very bad news. That is, this thing has the super ability to stimulate the potential of humans. Although biochemical beasts also have this ability, it's different from insect warriors … "
"Ai! Why is it so troublesome to explain it to you? "Lin Liqiang patted his head," I'm a little confused when it comes to the profession. To put it simply, you have to be careful of the Young Netherworld King, Hades. This kind of insect warrior is like a virus. It can invade the human brain and make people more crazy and irrational, turning them into war machines that only know how to obey orders. At the same time, it can also stimulate the human body crazily. Just like the activity level you mentioned, I feel that it also has this effect. "
"If there's anything different, it would be that its stimulation is absolutely explosive." Lin Liqiang stared at the rapidly changing data on the screen with a serious face, "The current data is very unstable. The user may explode to death uncontrollably during the explosion, or he may not survive. If he survives, it will obviously be a big problem. Damn! The person who designed this thing is a madman! An absolute madman! This thing can never be designed to the point of perfection. The person who designed this thing has a strong desire to gamble. "
Lin Liqiang's fingers typed quickly on the virtual keyboard, "Okay, let's not talk about it. I'll study it again. This time I'm calling to tell you that if you meet Young Netherworld King, Hades and find that he is still alive. You'd better be careful … "
"Madman? Unstable? " Qin Fen's mind recalled the day when Young Netherworld King, Hades fought to the end, where he almost lost his rationality and went berserk.
Dong dong … dong dong …
Qin Fen felt as if there was a kind of power in his body, like a human heart, that suddenly beat. It was the biochemical beast God-Demon Body egg that suddenly beat.
This beating was a little different from the previous beating. It was not just beating like a heart. The beating of this God-Demon Body egg actually had a faint taste of emotion.
Challenge, unconvinced! Qin Fen felt a little strange. He had never heard of biochemical beasts having any emotions. In the development of human society, the role of biochemical beasts had always been a tool, a pure combat tool or a living tool.
Even if biochemical beasts existed as a life form created by human technology, they were, after all, just a tool. They had a certain degree of life, but they weren't real life. They didn't have a soul or a thought, they were just a combat tool.
The beating of the God-Demon Body egg was very sudden. The threads that were a hundred times thinner than hair turned into tens of thousands of energy threads in the blink of an eye. Like a CPU sending information at high speed, they quickly began to lay a strange network in every corner of Qin Fen's body.
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