His body was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and his domineering posture, coupled with the crazy battle just now, the power of killing two martial dao masters in a short period of time completely enveloped the entire battlefield.
Hatoyama Kazuo and Qin Fen's four eyes met, and he instinctively shuddered violently. His body unknowingly drifted back half a meter.
Hatoyama Kazuo had the status of a martial dao master today because he had also killed people, and he had killed more than once. Otherwise, it would be impossible to stand at this height today. But today, in the face of Qin Fen's domineering and wild demeanor, he was really afraid. His heart and body were instinctively afraid.
Whether it was Kyokushin Kouten or Bae Seong-Joon. Hatoyama Kazuo was confident that if he fought with these two martial dao masters, he would only have a fifty-fifty chance of winning. If he fought with the two martial dao masters in a continuous battle, there would be no chance of winning at all in the second battle.
Hatoyama Kazuo looked at Qin Fen's domineering red eyes and took a deep breath. He said in his heart, This is not the eyes of a human, it's more like the eyes of a war demon.
The hearts of several martial dao masters trembled slightly. Although this was not directed at them, they could still feel the aura of Qin Fen, the strongest martial dao master in the world, the aura of power!
Hashimoto Nagashiro watched this battle, and the fat of his body trembled with excitement. In this battle, Qin Fen won in aura, in courage, in the heart of martial dao that was not afraid of the battle.
Song Zhenting nodded again and again with a moved expression on his face. Qin Fen had broken through his limits in these two consecutive battles. It wasn't the eruption of a small universe. Rather, it was the integration of everything that he could, the fusion of everything that he could, stimulating his potential and foundation, the aura of a martial artist who dared to fight anything.
"This battle is really beautiful." Song Zhenting praised. Before Qin Fen fought Kyokushin Kouten, he had just killed Bae Seong-Joon and suffered a lot of damage. He even faintly stimulated some potential internal injuries. He should have chosen to find a place to rest immediately.
Kyokushin Kouten's four-star biochemical beast had become an important weight that qualified him to win the final victory.
However, Kyokushin Kouten's series of excellent victory weights still did not bring him the victory he deserved.
Qin Fen blasted the Investiture of the Gods twenty-four times in one breath, and every punch would severely injure Kyokushin Kouten's body. In the beginning, the biochemical beast's regeneration ability did play a strong role, but its regeneration speed was still incomparable to the demolition and destruction speed of Qin Fen's Investiture of the Gods.
The mighty power of the Investiture of the Gods was like a barbaric demolition officer, destroying Kyokushin Kouten's physical defense and regeneration. Finally, when he received the twenty-third blow of the Investiture of the Gods, all the meridians and organs in his body had been completely shattered. He was shocked to death on the spot, but his body looked intact from the outside.
Kyokushin Kouten took the twenty-third blow of Investiture of the Gods. His body had completely instinctively raised his arm. When he raised it halfway, his body instinctively stopped moving as his life disappeared.
Song Zhenting couldn't help but sigh in admiration at the regenerative ability of a level four biochemical beast. It was still incomparable to Qin Fen's Investiture of the Gods, which was like a mad demon.
Looking at Qin Fen on the ground who was like a bloody sea of war demon, Song Zhenting frowned slightly. He wondered if Qin Fen could still survive. Although the principle of the Investiture of the Gods couldn't be understood, it could be seen that his body was under great pressure with every blow. It should be a martial art that could only be used when the body was in good condition. If it was used in an injured state, he would hurt himself before hurting the enemy.
The martial artists who were watching the battle in the sky put their attention on Hatakeyama Kazuo at this moment, wanting to see his reaction.
A huge body that was almost like a mountain of meat blocked in front of Qin Fen. Hashimoto Nagashiro looked at Hatakeyama Kazuo and shook his head gently. Although he did not say anything, his actions clearly told everyone present that if someone wanted to fight with Qin Fen, who had fought against two martial dao masters in a row, they would first have to pass through his Neo Sumo.
Hatakeyama Kazuo looked at Hashimoto Nagashiro and sighed in his heart. At this moment, if they could stand side by side, maybe … everyone is from the State of Japan, why …
"It's a pity …" Hatakeyama Kazuo sighed again. He thought that if this battle was carried out at Mount Fuji, then Kyokushin Kouten would once again have an additional advantage and reduce Qin Fen's advantage. Perhaps the outcome of the battle would be different.
Hashimoto Nagashiro shook his thick neck gently. Hatakeyama Kazuo could read some words from his eyes: Martial dao does not distinguish between ethnic groups! The world has long been unified!
Clang …
The hatch of the helicopter in the sky was broken from the inside by a violent force.
A long howl full of wanton elegance came from the cabin. Xue Tian, who was wearing a light blue martial artist suit, landed on the ground next to Qin Fen. There was a lazy smile on his lips. His right hand gently rested on the hilt of the katana as he said slowly, "My brother has fought two rounds. This makes me feel emotional watching it. I heard that the new Aikido master, Mr. Hatakeyama Kazuo, can hold a blade empty-handed as easy as taking something out of his pocket. I really want to see it. "
The muscles on Hatakeyama Kazuo's cheeks twitched. His pupils contracted cautiously as he stared at the katana on Xue Tian's waist. He took a deep breath.
Everyone present was a martial dao expert. Since Xue Tian kicked the door, roared, appeared on the stage, and held a blade, he immediately gave people a very extraordinary feeling.
The blade was not unsheathed! The spirit broke through the sky!
The person did not make a move! The battle intent soared to the sky!
Xue Tian was different from Qin Fen. He lacked Qin Fen's martial dao's extroversion and had a bit more introverted aura that Qin Fen did not have. This was not because Xue Tian's realm was higher than Qin Fen's, but because of his character. He usually looked more like an idle gangster.
This kind of introverted behavior was a more difficult threat for Hatakeyama Kazuo of Aikido.
The moment Xue Tian appeared, the martial dao experts present felt that this kid's body was full of sword aura and sword intent. It was not as simple as the blade in his hand.
How many knives does this young man Xue Tian have? Song Zhenting was a little uncertain about the exact number of knives on his body.
Fight? Or not fight? Hatakeyama Kazuo was very hesitant. In the face of the challenge of the younger generation, if he chose not to fight, the reputation of the new Aikido would be damaged a lot.
Fight? Hatakeyama Kazuo looked at Xue Tian. He did not know why there was a special feeling in his heart. This new kid was not much easier to deal with than Qin Fen. He may not have the majestic power of the fist, but he had more clever ghost transformations.
Fight? Don't fight? Hatakeyama Kazuo's eyebrows furrowed into a hemp rope. He raised his head and looked at the helicopter in the sky.
Several young martial artists in the cabin were aggressive. Their strength may be less than fifteen-star, but it did not mean that they did not have an overflowing battle intent.
Hatakeyama Kazuo did not doubt that if he won against Xue Tian, these young people would jump out to challenge him like wolves and tigers.
Defeat Xue Tian? Hatakeyama Kazuo was confident that he could not beat Bae Seong-Joon to death like Qin Fen. Even if it was possible to win against Xue Tian, he would need to pay a considerable price. At that time, whether he had the strength to face the subsequent challenges would be a real problem.
Hatakeyama Kazuo also put his hands behind his back. He raised his chin slightly and looked at the turbid sky, "Neo Aikido is Neo Aikido, Neo Karate is Neo Karate. The matter of cleaning up the sect, of course, will be completed by Brother Kyokushin Kouten's disciple in the future. My new Aikido will not intervene. "
As his voice fell, Hatakeyama Kazuo's body swayed and flew away from the battlefield with the sound of breaking air. He did not have the slightest reluctance.
The other martial dao masters in the sky looked at the broken battlefield and looked at the departing Hatakeyama Kazuo. They flew away in silence one after another.
There was nothing left to linger on the collapsed peak of Hallasan. Although the time of the two consecutive battles today was very short, it was extremely fierce.
Song Zhenting flew out of Hallasan without looking back. There was always a faint smile on his lips. He thought in his heart, This battle was not in vain. Although Qin Fen's strength is not as good as mine, he can still learn a lot from this battle.
"Marriage proposal?" The smile on Song Zhenting's lips became more and more intense, "Maybe it will be more interesting than I thought."
Hashimoto Nagashiro turned his meaty body and looked down at Qin Fen, "Kid, are you still alive?"
Qin Fen barely squeezed out a smile, "Senior, I am still alive."
"Senior?" Hashimoto Nagashiro's two thick black eyebrows gathered together with the fat on his forehead, "Kid, you also came from Sacred Martial Hall, right? I also came from there. We are also from the same sect. How can there be any senior or junior? If you think I am pleasing to the eye, call me Hashimoto. Let's be friends. In the future, we will eat and drink tea together, talk about martial arts and war. If you think I am not pleasing to the eye, you can continue to call me senior. "
Qin Fen endured the pain of his facial muscles and smiled bitterly. Although it was the first time he saw Hashimoto Nagashiro, the founder of Neo Sumo, he had to admit that he had a likable forthright and straightforward personality. There was no pretense in his words.
A martial dao senior, a martial dao master who founded a sect, Hashimoto Nagashiro, who showed his heroic side when facing Kyokushin Kouten. Qin Fen really couldn't find any way to tell the other party that he was not pleasing to the eye.
"Brother Hashimoto." Qin Fen squeezed his eyes, "My disciple's injury is not light. Can I trouble you to carry him?"
"Sure!"
Hashimoto Nagashiro's huge body was very flexible. With a turn of his ankle, he appeared in front of Kyokushin Genichi.
Xue Tian smiled and turned his back to Qin Fen. At the same time, he gently bent his legs and bent his waist. His arms moved back and forth.
Qin Fen was not polite either. His legs went soft and his body relaxed into Xue Tian's back. His arms were weakly placed on Xue Tian's shoulder.
The second battle was too fierce. Hatoyama Kazuo, who was faintly restless before, fled. Qin Fen's battle intent and aura of power were suddenly removed. How could he still support his body to fight? Even walking became somewhat difficult. Xue Tian took the initiative to signal, how could he refuse to be polite?
Even if Xue Tian did not make the gesture of carrying him, Qin Fen would still say that.
Wukong technique! Xue Tian carried Qin Fen and immediately displayed the Wukong technique that Qin Fen had not learned yet. He flew into the helicopter unsteadily.
Hashimoto Nagashiro entered the cabin and put Kyokushin Genichi down. He bowed respectfully to Sakra and said, "Greetings to the head of department."
Sakra's eyebrows hid a happy smile. He nodded gently in response.
Hashimoto Nagashiro looked at Sakra and was stunned for a while. In the Sacred Martial Hall, he had never seen a smile on the face of this Chief of Honor.
Although this time it was hidden very deeply, it could still be easily discovered that he was indeed smiling. Although this smile looked a bit awkward.
Sakra came to Qin Fen's side and checked his injury slightly. He said slowly, "How was the harvest?"
Qin Fen, who was lying on the floor of the cabin, smiled gently and replied, "Very big."
Everyone knew what they were talking about. It would be really strange if there was no harvest after fighting two martial dao masters in a row.
In this duel, Qin Fen did not just defeat Bae Seong-Joon. In the moment when he defeated the highest mountain of the State of Korea in the fierce battle, it was more like he had defeated the spirit of a nation.
The feeling of destroying thousands of years of national history had long been deeply engraved in Qin Fen's body and blood.
If his physical state was at its peak, Qin Fen was confident that he could kill an opponent like Kyokushin Kouten who wanted to take advantage of others but refused to admit that he was taking advantage of others.
The pilot looked back at Sakra and whispered, "Head of department, where are we going now?"
Hashimoto Nagashiro was stunned for a moment before he suddenly reacted. Qin Fen had now graduated from the Sacred Martial Hall. According to the rules, he could not return to the Sacred Martial Hall unless he was recruited by the Sacred Martial Hall. Even the basic-type martial artists of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall had to abide by this rule. Even if the master was the head of department of the Sacred Martial Hall, there was no exception.
Xue Tian patted the pilot's shoulder and said directly on his own, "Tianbei City."
A small plane, a young Blade of Fury fifteen-star martial artist, a Neo Sumo founding martial dao master, and the Sacred Martial Hall's head of department, Sakra were here. Qin Fen did not need to worry about Lee Myeong-Jeong launching a surprise attack because of Bae Seong-Joon's defeat.
With such a lineup, Qin Fen was very relieved to take a red Yang Restoration Pill from the sturdy dragon-shaped belt and put it in his mouth.
The super special internal injury medicine made by Enzo Rota himself could quickly heal internal injuries in a very short time. The side effect was that the body would be tired and powerless for a day.
In theory, it only took ten seconds, but Qin Fen knew that his injuries could not be recovered in ten seconds. Enzo Rota also tailored it according to Qin Fen's body size. Even if he considered the strength of Qin Fen's body in the future and the difficult situation after the injury, he still did not think about the damage and destruction caused by the battle after Qin Fen's strength entered the fifteen-star level.
After taking the medicinal pill, Qin Fen closed his eyes and began to silently rotate the "Rejuvenation Art", the token of love given by Song Jia that day.
The true energy was like a cool stream, flowing slowly in the body. The pain in the cells and meridians where it passed would be reduced by half, and the fatigue would also slip away little by little in this rotation.
For a moment, Qin Fen entered the realm of forgetting himself and everything else. Traces of white and black light that were rolling and mixing with each other squirmed slowly in his dantian region, like the roots of a big tree. From this point, it slowly spread to every inch of his skin and every meridian of his body.
Biochemical beast! The biochemical beast, which always needed the biochemical beast host to control and start, would only operate. At this moment, without any orders from Qin Fen, it quickly spread all over the body.
Biochemical beast, even in the first-level fusion state, also had the regenerative repair function, but that function was too weak. It was far from comparable with the fourth-level fusion biochemical beast. The regeneration speed was visible to the naked eye.
Sakra noticed the biochemical beast on Qin Fen's body and was slightly stunned for a few seconds. As a head of the Sacred Martial Hall, he had never seen such a weird biochemical beast. It seemed to be mixed with several different biochemical beast phantoms.
The plane flew quickly in the air. Qin Fen fell into the realm of forgetting himself and the world, but there was still a shallow smile on his face. The benefits of this battle were great to the outsiders, but in fact, the harvest on the road of martial dao was even greater. When he recovered his body and came to propose marriage, his capital would increase a little when facing Qilin, where martial arts was everything.
Xue Tian looked at the Hallasan that was gradually disappearing behind him. It was no longer just the topmost peak that was collapsing. This was not as simple as the collapse of a mountain, it symbolized too much.
In a secret underground military room of the State of Korea, Lee Myeong-Jeong held the phone in his hand and stood in the same place for a long time before he said, "Bae Seong-Joon, died in battle? Kyokushin Kouten of the State of Korea also died in the hands of Qin Fen? How is this possible? "
Clang … the phone receiver fell on the rosewood table and spun continuously.
The Martial God of the State of Korea, Bae Seong-Joon, died in battle? Lee Myeong-Jeong couldn't accept the news that had just come back. It was the pride of the entire State of Korea's martial dao nation. The martial dao master who had been famous for many years was actually defeated by a martial artist who had just entered the realm of martial dao master.
Lee Myeong-Jeong couldn't accept the news that he heard later. After Qin Fen killed Bae Seong-Joon, he also immediately killed Kyokushin Kouten, the founder of Neo Karate Kyokushin Kouten.
Within a day, in a short period of time, two well-known martial dao masters were killed by Qin Fen.
Lee Myeong-Jeong remembered Qin Fen's expression and eyes at the airport when he threatened to kill his whole family, and he suddenly felt a chill.
Lee Myeong-Jeong was not a martial dao master, but he still understood very well that Qin Fen had killed two martial dao masters who had been famous for a long time in two fierce battles. After Qin Fen recovered and absorbed the experience, it was very likely that he would enter a stronger realm.
The battle scene captured by the military satellite had been transmitted to Lee Myeong-Jeong's secret military room. The projected picture was played repeatedly in front of him. Every time it was played, it would deeply shock Lee Myeong-Jeong's mind and soul.
With the collapse of Hallasan, Lee Myeong-Jeong's eyes were filled with tears. It was as if it was not Hallasan that collapsed, but his soul and home had also collapsed with the collapse of Hallasan.
"Qin Fen!" Lee Myeong-Jeong's eyes flashed fiercely again. He smashed the table in front of him with a punch and shouted, "You killed my son and destroyed the spiritual pillar of the State of Korea … I will, I will … Zuo Lin, didn't you say that you don't want to cooperate with me? Very well, then I will fully support Qin Fen! I will force you to kill him! "
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