Initiative! When fighting against a divine beast martial artist like Qilin, there was no need to fight at all if the initial initiative was lost.
Both times when Qin Fen went up the mountain, he was greeted by the sudden burst of Qilin's Fist from the stone house when he stepped on the eighty-first step.
Since he couldn't cross the eighty-first step, he would start from the eightieth step! The granite steps, which had not changed after decades of wind and rain, shattered under the sudden burst of Thunder Steps, as if they were cut in half.
"So fast!" Song Jia's beautiful eyes flickered as her heart trembled again and again. Qin Fen, whom she hadn't seen for many days, was so fast that she could only see a faint shadow in her eyes.
The stone house that had been repaired long ago erupted with a majestic airflow for the third time. The stone wall between the two turned into dust in the blink of an eye like tofu hit by a high-speed meteor. Then, the strong airflow set off by Qilin's Fist took the shape of a gray snake visible to the naked eye.
Qilin's Fist! Qilin's Fist again, the third Qilin's Fist without any changes! For the first time, Qin Fen's body swayed as the Thunder Steps under his feet erupted with a second thunderous roar. His body disappeared from Song Jia's sight in the blink of an eye! A whistling sound pierced the air. It was the sound of Qin Fen's body moving at high speed through the air friction, forcibly breaking the thunderous roar.
This was Qin Fen's real Thunder Steps! The evolved version of Thunder Steps after the fierce battle with the two martial arts masters might not have reached the level of Electric Steps, but it had a new sublimation. Qin Fen didn't use it last time because he wanted to confuse Qilin. This time, he used it for the first time, which immediately caused a slight sound of surprise in the dark stone house.
"Huh?"
A pair of eyes in the stone house suddenly lit up along with the sound of curiosity, as if two searchlights had suddenly appeared in the dark night.
Song Zhenting had to admit that the speed of Qin Fen's Thunder Steps was the fastest in the world among the fifteen-star martial dao masters. Any fifteen-star martial artist would be defeated by Qin Fen's Thunder Steps if they were careless.
Super speed! For the first time, he avoided the attack of Qilin's Fist.
"That is?" Hashimoto sat at the foot of the mountain and looked at the roaring Fist Qi streaking across the sky. His eyes were filled with a bright Qilin, stepping on the wind and clouds in the sky and heading straight for the horizon, leaving only a transparent air tunnel behind him. The air that was repelled was quickly used up in this vacuum, causing a series of roars, like thousands of thunderclaps exploding in the clear sky.
In the blink of an eye, the ground of the Qilin Mountain exploded everywhere. It was as if a heavy artillery battalion was aiming at this place and firing in groups. Qin Fen's Thunder Steps left irregular potholes wherever he went.
Dust, gravel, mud, and grass shrouded half of the top of the Qilin Mountain. Qin Fen returned to the center of the top of the mountain with a Thunder Steps and clenched his right hand into a fist. At the same time, he turned and twisted vigorously! The strong wind brought about by the punch was like a high-powered exhaust hood. The smoke, gravel, and soil floating in the air were all sucked to the surface of the fist at high speed.
Qin Fen's figure appeared within Song Jia's line of sight once more amidst the hazy smoke and dust.
"World Devouring Qi?" Song Jia's eyes flickered with a strange brilliance as she looked at Qin Fen in disbelief. The preparatory move of this big move was actually quite similar to the World Devouring Qi of the Qilin Fist.
As the dust and gravel were sucked in, Qin Fen's true energy suddenly burst out from the pores of his body. In the blink of an eye, the martial attire covering his body turned into a ragged beggar's attire. The bones and muscles of his whole body suddenly shook in a huge circle, like a huge dice cup with thousands of dice shaking and colliding, or like a half-empty bottle of drink shaking and clanging. The moment his left and right feet finished shaking, he simultaneously stomped on the ground and blasted his body forward.
Avoiding momentum, building momentum, gathering momentum, and then launching momentum! After the battle of Hallasan, Qin Fen had finally perfected it. With this movement, the entire Qilin Peak was shaking and the stone house was jumping non-stop.
Dragon Cannon, Thunder Steps, and the Extreme Softness Gives Birth to Hardness. These three great techniques were fused together by Qin Fen with a flip of his hand. The force of his step caused Song Jia's long hair to float up, and the cheongsam on her body flapped. She subconsciously raised her hand to block the incoming gale.
At this moment, the ground with a diameter of twenty meters under Qin Fen's feet collapsed as if it had been hit by a meteor. The grass and trees further away were shaken out of the soil by this force.
A roar of air, accompanied by the surging momentum of Qilin's Fist, swept the turf in its path and formed a pale green Qilin, pushing it towards Qin Fen.
Brute force!? Qin Fen's heel and Achilles tendons tightened. The moment his shoulder muscles bulged, his back muscles bulged as well. In the blink of an eye, all this force was transferred to his legs. His waist bent even more fiercely, like a prawn in the water. The simulated pressurized force burst out.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Fen disappeared from where he stood. The ground seemed to have been smashed by a thousand-ton object.
At this moment, Qin Fen's body was like a bolt of lightning. Song Jia couldn't even feel his aura. It was as if he had disintegrated and reassembled in front of the stone house.
Thunder Dragon Cannon! Qin Fen planted his feet on the ground, lowered his waist, and rotated his arms. His fist, like a high-speed rotating cannonball, smashed into the stone wall in front of him.
BOOM!
A loud noise reverberated throughout the entire Qilin Mountain. Even Hashimoto, who was at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the summit in astonishment. "Qin Fen's energy is actually so majestic!?"
"Hehe …" Butler Hou, who was sitting on a rattan chair as if he was asleep, opened his eyes along with the shaking of the rattan chair. He looked at the Qilin Mountain, where the energy was splashing everywhere, yet not a single piece of sand and stone was sent flying. "It seems that there's really a chance!?"
On the summit, Song Jia watched through the gaps between her fingers in astonishment. Qin Fen's fist, which could shatter the Qilin Mountain, had failed to shatter the stone wall of that small stone house.
Standing in front of the stone house, Qin Fen lowered his waist and bent his hips. His ankle rotated and his waist and shoulders exploded as he smashed his left fist, Investiture of the Gods, at the stone house in front of him.
A fist that could shatter steel, a fist that could shatter a mountain, couldn't shatter a stone house! This wasn't because the material of the stone house was made with some kind of new alloy technology. Rather, it was because Qilin's protective true energy had enveloped the entire room. The Thunder Dragon Cannon could only create a huge explosion on the wall of energy; it couldn't really pierce through it.
BOOM! The mountain peak shook once more. Song Zhenting's face revealed an astonished expression as he looked at the scattered stones, again and again. There was practically no gap between Qin Fen's second punch and the first punch. Qin Fen's protective true energy had been blown into smithereens. Before Song Zhenting could close his protective true energy, Qin Fen had punched the stone wall again and again.
Amidst the smoke and dust, Qin Fen finally saw the rumored Qilin, Song Wendong!
Inside the stone house, the world-famous Song Wendong was sitting on the grass. Song Jia's beauty was obviously inherited from this divine beast martial artist's genes. His handsome face was flawless, and under his thick black sword-like eyebrows was a pair of eyes that shone brighter than gems. His broad forehead was filled with the taste of wisdom, and his calm aura faintly carried an incomprehensible mystery. It was as if no one could see through him.
Most of Qilin's hair was still black, but there was some frost on his temples. However, it didn't give people the feeling of old age. Instead, it added the aura of an expert that a divine beast martial artist, Qilin should have. His peaceful aura seemed to ignore everything, making people feel difficult to approach him.
His slender and well-proportioned figure had pushed the demeanor of a peerless expert to the extreme!
He was about five centimeters taller than Qin Fen. When Qin Fen saw Qilin's true appearance, he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, Such elegance! He doesn't lose to a master!
"Qilin? I, Qin Fen, have come to propose marriage. "
The gravel fell from the sky, passing through the air beside Qin Fen and hitting the ground lightly. Smoke and dust wriggled around the two, forming an indescribable atmosphere.
Song Jia looked at this picturesque scene and listened to Qin Fen's steady and firm voice. Her cheeks blushed and she bit her lower lip happily.
Qilin raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Qin Fen. His eyes were calm but cold. His lips opened slightly, "Why?"
Qin Fen stared at Qilin's gaze and asked faintly, "Isn't this enough?"
"Is this enough?"
Qilin's voice suddenly turned cold. His eyes under the two sword-like eyebrows flickered with an almost tangible killing intent.
At the age of less than twenty years old, he became a fifteen-star martial dao master in one fell swoop. He had even killed two martial dao masters who founded their own sects. Such an ability was more outstanding than any of the previous divine beasts. He could almost become the youngest martial dao master in history.
Such strength at such a young age was enough in anyone's eyes! But Qin Fen could clearly feel that Qilin's words didn't have the slightest taste of a joke or a test. It was the taste of a real desire to kill.
If he chose to retreat at this time, he could save his life. An absurd impulse surged in Qin Fen's mind. He squinted his big eyes and looked at Qilin Song Wendong, "Then, let me experience your martial arts again."
"You should not be convinced that I am suppressing you with strength." Song Wendong, who had been sitting all along, got up slowly and stepped out of the stone house with his hands behind his back, "It doesn't matter to me whether you are convinced or not. Since you can break the stone house, I will tell you why it is not enough. "
Song Wendong waved his sleeves and raised his palm to his chest. His five fingers spread out slowly, covering the entire Qilin Peak.
The moment Qin Fen saw Song Wendong's five fingers, he felt that every flower, every grass, and every tree in the entire Qilin Peak was covered by his palm. He was the master between heaven and earth. The speed of his blood flow, his heartbeat, and the circulation of his true energy were all completely controlled by Qilin.
Song Wendong's true energy had already exceeded the fifteen-star level. The earth-shattering palm pressure pressed towards Qin Fen, blowing the black hair near Qin Fen's ears. Qin Fen's spirit was also lifted.
Martial dao had reached such a level! It was far from comparable to the two founding martial dao masters of Hallasan. Only by seeing and experiencing it with his own eyes could he know what was contained in this palm pressure.
Song Wendong's expression was indifferent. His calm words were as clean as a baby's, "Heaven and Earth in the Palm."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Song Wendong took a step forward. His grand aura of power, along with his steady steps, pressed towards the target with the pressure of Mount Tai.
Qin Fen's shoulders trembled as he stood upright. His spine rose and fell like a dragon. The joints of his palms crackled and became the size of palm-leaf fans. His five fingers were joined together as his arm muscles intertwined with each other like a saber. He stared at Song Wendong's Heaven and Earth in the Palm.
Heaven and Earth in the Palm, Heaven and Earth in the Palm! Song Wendong's palm strike didn't produce any sound of wind. The tyrannical strength of his star-class showed the natural and unrestrained nature of this palm strike. Within a few steps, the momentum of his palm kept changing. Every movement was not hidden, as if he was using his martial intent to sprinkle out with this palm strike. What made Qin Fen most depressed was that every change of this palm strike was a response that flashed in Qin Fen's mind. It was endless. It was as if Qin Fen could be forced to jump into the river if there was a Yangtze River behind him. He didn't even need to touch it.
When a martial technique had reached such a level, it was not enough to describe it as the acme of perfection. While the palm technique kept changing, Qilin's footwork didn't stop changing. Qin Fen's martial senses couldn't predict where this fatal blow would come from.
The huge gap in strength wasn't something that could be filled by courage and heroism.
Facing a battle with a gap that he had never had before, Qin Fen inhaled the air into his lungs. His entire right arm flickered with the luster of ice jade in a flash. Song Jia seemed to be able to see the bones under the muscles of Qin Fen's arm from afar.
The black part of Qin Fen's pupils seemed to have solidified into obsidian for a moment. He stared unblinkingly at the World in the Palm that was less than three feet away from him. As the pressure of the palm blew on his face, the skin and flesh on his face twitched slightly. Qin Fen let out a cold shout and stepped forward with Splitting Mountain to Save Mother, betting everything on this ice-jade arm.
Chi chi chi!
The first layer of palm pressure before Song Wendong's Heaven and Earth in the Palm was cut through by Qin Fen's palm. The palm that Qin Fen slashed out was like a snow-white crescent blade that could kill thousands of soldiers, cutting through the layers of fog!
BANG! The muscles and bones of Qin Fen's palm collided with each other. True energy surged and collided with each other in an instant. The ground under the feet of both sides cracked several meters deep. The sound of bones and muscles colliding with each other mixed together, like the sound of a car accident on the highway.
Qin Fen let out muffled groans again and again. His rooted feet slid on the ground for a distance of ten meters, leaving a three-inch-deep mark on the ground. But he had also successfully blocked the ever-changing Heaven and Earth in the Palm with countless follow-up moves.
Looking at Qin Fen's pale face, Qilin flung his sleeves and put his hands behind his back. He didn't immediately launch a pursuit. He looked at Qin Fen proudly like a cliff. "Don't think about dodging, judge every situation clearly. But, is blocking this blow enough? "
Qin Fen's heart beat hard a few times. The blood supply in his body had returned to normal. He loosened his hips, lowered his waist, lowered his shoulders, and pulled his fist. He assumed the most basic stance of the Shaolin Arhat Fist. The battle intent in his chest rose again and again. "Please ask again."
Song Wendong squinted his eyes. He clasped his index and middle fingers and flicked his fingers casually.
Qin Fen's squinted eyes grew brighter and brighter. He didn't show any mercy in his first Heaven and Earth in the Palm. Although he suppressed his true energy, he didn't suppress it to the fifteen-star level. Instead, he used the sixteen-star level directly. He didn't care whether the strength of both sides was balanced or not. His technique was even more high-end. If he couldn't take it, he would die.
Qin Fen took two breaths of cold air. Looking at the Formless Finger of Disaster that broke through the air, he suddenly turned his waist, ankles, and soles of his feet. His whole body rotated at a high speed in an instant, as if he was falling off, bringing up countless smoke and dust. The Formless Finger of Disaster that he shot out revealed its original form amidst the smoke and dust. His jade-like arm drew a half arc to meet the attack.
BANG! The splashing energy shattered the smoke and dust in the air. Qin Fen's high-speed spinning gyroscope body flew six meters away. His left foot acted as a fulcrum while his right foot drew a large circle near his body before stopping.
"Unload?" Qilin gently raised his right arm and slowly locked his index finger on Qin Fen. Suddenly, his wrist shook, like the recoil of an ordinary person holding a pistol.
Formless Finger of Disaster, colorless and formless! There was no sound of the wind breaking through the air, nor was there any substantial energy of the finger sword. Yet, Qin Fen's martial senses could still sense the sharp attack. He flicked his palm forward and pushed the Heart Excising Hand upward! In the blink of an eye, a bloody scar visible to the naked eye was left on his palm. The energy of the Formless Finger of Disaster had changed its trajectory.
Song Wendong didn't say anything. His fingers shook again and again. Song Zhenting saw it clearly. This time, it wasn't just one Formless Finger of Disaster. In a short moment, there were more than a dozen Formless Fingers of Disaster. Furthermore, Qin Fen didn't have the slightest intention of stopping. Even if Qin Fen used Thunder Steps to dodge, he would still be blocked by the other Formless Fingers of Disaster that had already flown out.
Qin Fen could no longer dodge. Sensing Qilin's murderous aura, Qin Fen's right leg, which was behind him, took half a step forward. His left and right arms, one hard and one soft, drew a fan shape in front of him. In Song Jia's eyes, it looked as if Qin Fen suddenly had more than a dozen arms in front of him.
As the first Formless Finger of Disaster approached Qin Fen, Qin Fen's soft yin dragon revolved around the finger energy. Immediately after, the yang dragon's hard energy erupted. Qin Fen smashed the slightly weakened finger energy with a punch, causing the hair on his forehead to flutter again and again.
Song Wendong's narrowed eyes flickered with a hint of surprise. His fingers flicked a hundred times in a row before he suddenly flung the Formless Finger of Disaster.
BANG! Qin Fen retreated half a step.
BANG! Qin Fen retreated two and a half steps.
Song Zhenting clicked his tongue in amazement. His father was indeed using sixteen-star true energy. It was just that the quality of his true energy had changed to that of an ordinary martial artist's sixteen-star true energy, not Qilin's. Every finger seemed simple and direct, but Qin Fen, who was in the battle, was very clear that this seemingly ordinary Formless Finger of Disaster contained thousands of changes. It made it impossible to control which finger was the strongest and which was the weakest. Qin Fen could only passively see and block each move. He didn't even have the chance to think about taking the initiative to attack.
After a hundred fingers, the luster of Qin Fen's jade-like arm weakened. Song Wendong's finger energy was fast and slow at will. He controlled the whole situation and quickly consumed Qin Fen's true energy and strength.
Without any earth-shattering martial technique, Song Wendong had the demeanor of a grandmaster. His every move made Qin Fen feel as if he was fighting a dozen martial dao masters at the same time. Qin Fen's true energy was being consumed bit by bit. There would always be a moment when it was exhausted.
Fair? Unfair?
Qin Fen completely understood Song Wendong's actions. Asking for fairness without strength was the biggest injustice in itself. He didn't need to convince people, he just needed to kill those who didn't agree with him. Naturally, no one would be dissatisfied.
Whether it was overbearing or rude, Qin Fen began to understand the thoughts of divine beast martial artists. I am a divine beast, I am the king! If I didn't have such thoughts, becoming a divine beast martial artist would forever be just a dream.
Fight back! I have to fight back no matter what! Taking advantage of the fact that he still had a lot of true energy, Qin Fen used the Yin and Yang Limitless Double Dragon on his feet with one soft and one hard. His body suddenly made an explosive spin as the muscles on his arms bounced. The sound of air waves surged in front of his chest. His ten fingers clawed like a group of monkeys playing. His body suddenly pushed forward at a high speed as his arms changed from hard to soft, setting off palm shadows all over the sky. A raging sea wave mixed with the taste of monkeys attacked again and again. At this moment, Qin Fen had turned into a huge monkey in Song Jia's eyes. He moved and dodged with both hands, smashing the Formless Fingers of Disaster one after another.
Godly Fists: Great Sage Wreaking Havoc in Heaven! Qin Fen combined the Raging Berserker Tide, Guardian Deity Chaotic Dance, and other group fighting techniques to create the violent martial technique of Godly Fists!
Qin Fen suddenly changed his move to deal with the endless Formless Fingers of Disaster. For the first time, he broke through the blockade of Song Wendong's Formless Fingers of Disaster with the momentum of Wreaking Havoc in Heaven. Then, he killed his way into the densest part of the Formless Fingers of Disaster. Even with Qilin's estimation, he was greatly surprised. With a cold snort, his sixteen-star true energy turned into fifteen-star. Even his quality became the same as Qin Fen's. With a high degree of concentration of true energy, his waist and horse became one. His wrist, driven by his shoulder, suddenly flicked and thrust!
Song Zhenting's body trembled. This strike seemed natural and unrestrained, but it was the peak strike of fifteen-star with Qilin's ability. The degree of concentration of true energy was far higher than Qin Fen's.
Although it was also a fifteen-star strike, it was even more dangerous than the previous sixteen-star strike! Qin Fen swung dozens of times to receive this strike. The Formless Fingers of Disaster penetrated the Great Sage Wreaking Havoc in Heaven and entered Qin Fen's body. Immediately, the true energy rushed straight to Qin Fen's brain.
"If Qin Fen loses … he might die …"
Song Zhenting looked at Qin Fen, who had lost control of his body and was floating off the ground. He shook his head lightly. Qin Fen's sudden change of move had almost reversed the entire battle. It was also because of this unconstrained and unconstrained battle technique that the divine beast's martial heart was aroused. Qin Fen's martial heart was directly reduced to the fifteen-star level, telling Qin Fen with his actions that he was still a few streets behind the divine beast in terms of strength control! If you want to know how many streets behind, then you'll have to exchange your life for it!
"Qin Fen …"
Song Jia wanted to step forward, but Song Zhenting pressed his daughter's shoulder with one hand and watched as Qin Fen's body fell heavily on the ground and rolled down the mountain along the stone steps.
Song Wendong, watching Qin Fen leave the summit of Qilin Mountain, placed his hands behind his back. He didn't chase after Qin Fen. He just gazed at the unconscious Qin Fen, who had rolled to Steward Hou's feet. The true energy of the Formless Fingers of Disaster, which had reached Qin Fen's neck, spurted out from the root of his neck along with blood. This was the last thing Qin Fen did to protect himself before he fainted.
It hurts! Qin Fen, floating in the darkness around him, was a little surprised as he looked around. Every time he was knocked unconscious by Song Wendong, he had never entered this strange spiritual space. What's going on today?
"Three fierce battles, how do you feel?"
Master, with his unique refined temperament, walked out of the darkness as he looked at Qin Fen with a smile.
"Not much." Qin Fen shook his head gently. "The third time might improve, but not by much. Fifteen-star level, my control might surpass others of the same level, but the gap between me and a divine beast is too big. "
BANG …
Qilin stepped on the first step, his eyes locked on the unconscious Qin Fen as he slowly walked over, step by step.
"I never thought that there would be such a strong expert in this world." A bit of admiration appeared on Master's refined face. "Is this a divine beast martial artist?"
Master, looking at Qin Fen, shook his head gently and sighed. "What a pity, what a pity …"
Qin Fen was very puzzled. Today's Master was very different from his usual self. Under his refined appearance, he gave people the feeling of a mad beast.
"Unfortunately, your body can only withstand fifteen minutes … Ai!" Master looked at Qin Fen and said slowly, "I have been living here for too long, it's too boring. Can you lend me the control of your body for fifteen minutes? "
"Lend it to you?" Qin Fen's eyes twitched.
"Yes! Lend it to me! " Master's eyes were fanatical. "No one can disconnect the connection between your spirit and body, unless you are willing to lend me some time. It's too boring here. It's not easy to see a divine beast martial artist, can you let me use your body? Of course, I won't use it for free! Although the control of the body is temporarily given to me, you can watch a rare battle as a bystander. "
Qin Fen stared blankly at Master, whose eyes gradually turned from fanatical to crazy. He took a deep breath and asked, "You want to use my body to fight with Qilin? Is this possible? "
"Theoretically, yes." Master nodded gently. "It's just that I can only use your star-class strength if I use your body. I can't help you break through into the sixteen-star or even the black hole strength."
"Fifteen minutes?"
"Yes, fifteen minutes." Master's fanatical face was filled with endless pity. "Your body can't bear me for too long. If I use it for a long time, the tendons and meridians will be broken, and it will absolutely be impossible to reconnect. It may even damage your spirit and turn you into an idiot. Kid, how about lending me fifteen minutes? Such a martial artist, even in my era, I wanted to fight with him personally. Now that I can't do it, I can only temporarily borrow your body to fight with a discount. "
Discount!? Qin Fen looked at Master's face full of enthusiasm and looked at the endless black space around him. He nodded gently. Whether it was staying in this endless black space or Master's kindness to him, he should fulfill his wish.
"Really!? Are you really willing? " Master's fanatical expression showed a childlike happy smile. His eyes flickered like mist and his body trembled uncontrollably. "Are you really willing?"
Qin Fen looked at Master's fanatical expression and thought of his appearance during the Nirvana Marrow Transformation. Under this elegant human figure, there was the most fanatical martial artist's heart.
"Really." Qin Fen nodded gently and said with a smile, "To be honest, I also want to see the battle between Master and Earth's divine beast. Such a feast for the eyes, as long as one is not a fool, he or she would like to see it. Your fierce battle can bring me martial dao horizons, far more than my ten fights with him. "
"You have a vision! Kid, watch carefully! This will be the most exciting duel you have ever seen in your life! "
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