"Let me."
The calm tone didn't come from the Third Company recruits, but from behind the Korean recruits.
When the voice rang out, the Korean recruits automatically opened up a path. They wanted to see who the speaker was.
Who was this person? The Korean recruits were a bit at a loss. Qin Fen had only participated in one of the previous two group fights, and Du Peng's performance was the most brilliant. Therefore, the Korean recruits knew of Du Peng, but they didn't know of Qin Fen.
Park Jong-Hwan studied Qin Fen with rapt attention. His martial artist's intuition told him that this recruit, who had just appeared, was stronger than any recruit from Third Company. Hidden beneath Qin Fen's silent and tranquil face was a powerful power that was about to explode with fury.
A formidable opponent! The hairs on Park Jong-Hwan's body stood on end. Geniuses weren't arrogant. Geniuses also knew what kind of opponents they should pay attention to, and what kind of challengers they should ignore.
After issuing the challenge, Qin Fen walked toward Third Company without uttering a single word. Everyone in Third Company, whose resentment had just soared to the heavens, was stunned at first. Then they suddenly let out a wild roar with an incomparable aura!
Qin Fen! Qin Fen is back! The person whose strength was definitely not inferior to Du Peng's had returned!
Qin Fen was undoubtedly low-key in Third Company. However, none of the recruits of Third Company would ever overlook the fact that he always kept a low profile.
Qin Fen walked straight to Deng Biao's side and squatted down. He sized up the injuries of his classmate. Deng Biao's four limbs were all broken, and Qin Fen's attack was extremely heavy. Aside from his four limbs, there were seven other ribs that were broken as well, and they were broken one by one. It wasn't a single strike that caused all seven ribs to be broken.
"Very heavy, very excessive." After inspecting the injury, Qin Fen's eyebrows twitched a few times. His eyes flashed with the light of "why bother".
"Heh … Old Qin, can you come any later?" Deng Biao's voice was no longer as full of energy as before. "He beat up our Class Two's Kui Zi, so naturally, our Class Two will take revenge. You and Da Peng are here, so it's not up to me to say this. When you're not here, it's my duty. "
Qin Fen nodded and said as he got up, "Let's rest."
"Alright." Deng Biao slowly closed his eyes. The reason why he could hold on until now without fainting from the pain was because he believed that there would be a miracle. When Qin Fen appeared, he believed that the miracle would be completed completely, "Remember, help me hit him a few more times."
Park Jong-Hwan stood in place, quietly waiting for Qin Fen to speak. He had defeated so many recruits in a single breath, and his aura of power had already risen. Any challenging words from Qin Fen would only make his aura of power grow stronger. It would make it easier for him to gain the upper hand in a fight.
Qin Fen didn't even look at the other Korean recruits who were glaring at him with glaring eyes. He just placed his gaze on Park Jong-Hwan.
There was no expression of anger, and there was no tone of vengeance. Qin Fen said very calmly, "I will collect money when I fight. Congratulations, you're the first person who doesn't need to pay me any fees. "
Park Jong-Hwan stared blankly for a moment. He hadn't expected that the newcomer wouldn't issue any challenge at all. Instead, he would utter such strange words. It was as if an expert was giving alms to a lowly disciple.
Force! In the blink of an eye, balance was restored.
Just because of these two simple sentences, Park Jong-Hwan felt his opponent's imposing manner rise.
"You want to challenge me?"
Park Jong-Hwan spoke slowly, his expression relaxed, and his words revealed the imposing manner of an unreachable mountain.
Struggle for power! This was a combat technique Park Jong-Hwan learned from the Korean Martial God, Bae Seong-Joon. Before the start of a fight, he would first use words and actions to strike at his opponent's imposing manner, battle intent, and spirit. Then he would defeat his opponent with a devastating offensive.
Park Jong-Hwan's first move was to heavily injure a few recruits of Third Company. He wanted to build up this momentum and then face off against Du Peng. He never expected that Du Peng wouldn't come. Instead, an unknown young expert would pop up.
Qin Fen shut his mouth and didn't answer. He raised his leg and strode a step. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art was paired with the Tiger Lunge of the Shaolin Arhat Fist. The wind stirred up from his sleeves was like the roar of a tiger. Whoosh! He pounced forward.
Qin Fen was angered before the start of the fight. His attacks were three times fiercer than usual, and his majestic aura instantly crushed the imposing manner Park Jong-Hwan had established.
Park Jong-Hwan never thought that Qin Fen wouldn't even greet him before starting the fight. This attack was launched as if it was a sneak attack. He cursed Qin Fen in his heart for being shameless to the extreme. Qin Fen actually seized the initiative and gained the upper hand with his imposing manner.
Fortunately, Park Jong-Hwan was a young expert known as a genius. He had fought with Bae Seong-Joon far more than Qin Fen in the past few years. He believed himself to be incomparably experienced. Without the slightest hesitation, he exerted force with his ankle, and his body flew and frolicked like an immortal crane. He entered the crowd of Korean recruits several meters in an instant, using the crowd to dissolve Qin Fen's bold and fierce attack.
Qin Fen never thought that someone as prideful as Park Jong-Hwan would actually choose such a method.
Park Jong-Hwan had instantly seized the upper hand by using Butcher's undeclared fighting style, but in this instant, Park Jong-Hwan completely crumbled it.
Qin Fen's charge missed. He planned to charge into the crowd in pursuit, but the earth suddenly trembled! Park Jong-Hwan's figure suddenly shot out. His heavy leg carried the sound of breaking through the air as it smashed toward Qin Fen like an iron hammer.
Weapon Style: Iron Hammer of the Dragon of the Earth! It had been modified by the Korean Martial God, Bae Seong-Joon. It possessed an extremely explosive attack technique, the New Iron Hammer!
This was originally an attack technique that was displayed with the hand, but now Park Jong-Hwan, this genius of his, had transformed it into an attack technique for the leg. It was a hundred times sharper and fiercer.
Qin Fen felt the fierce and swift wind assault his face. His eyes narrowed into slits, and a radiant light shot out from within. His charging ankle suddenly turned, driving his waist to bend. His shoulders swayed, and his body slightly twisted. It had been many days since he last saw the classic Dragon Guard reappear!
Park Jong-Hwan was shocked as well. How could the Shaolin Arhat Fist of the fitness exercise of fist forms be so ridiculously powerful when used in the hands of this person? It was actually on par with Neo Taekwondo, which was renowned throughout the entire Federation.
At the same time, there was an indescribably strange feeling that bubbled up in his mind.
Park Jong-Hwan couldn't be bothered to study why this fitness exercise of fist forms was so ferocious. He hurriedly made a move to stabilize his upper hand, not giving Qin Fen the slightest chance to seize back the initiative.
His moves were like lightning, and his body was like an immortal crane as he unleashed powerful attacks over and over again. A breath of true energy surged endlessly within his body.
Spring Fist, Straight Fist, Passing Fist, Elbow Strike, Hand Blade!
His two arms were like dragons that flipped up and down. His moves extended without end, and his two legs hid killing intent from beginning to end. It was as if he could unleash a killing move at any moment.
Not too far away, Phoenix sat atop the trunk of a large tree in silence. She watched this dangerous fight with a gloomy expression.
Squad Leader Hao sat in a hidden corner. His expression was a bit grave as well. Park Jong-Hwan's talent shocked him. Though this young man couldn't compare to Qin Zhan's astonishing talent, Squad Leader Hao admitted that he wouldn't be Park Jong-Hwan's opponent if he were placed in the same generation.
Park Jong-Hwan felt as if he was about to go crazy with yet another Dragon Guard. He clearly held the upper hand, yet he was unable to turn this advantage into victory. No matter how powerful the fitness exercise of fist forms were, there should be a limit to it, right? Why was there a faint feeling that he had the upper hand, but the situation was under someone else's control?
It wasn't that Park Jong-Hwan hadn't encountered a similar scene before. It was just that this was when he faced the Korean Martial God, Bae Seong-Joon. Only when he held the upper hand did the situation fall into his opponent's hands.
How could such a feeling appear in a four-star fight against a four-star fight? It must be an illusion!
Qin Fen's momentary distraction allowed Qin Fen to suddenly display the Advancing Big Dipper. He broke into Park Jong-Hwan's force of influence, and the simple and unadorned Tiger Lunge carried a fist force that could practically be seen with the naked eye as it struck directly at Park Jong-Hwan's chest!
Park Jong-Hwan was known as a genius because his skin was abnormally sensitive to the flow of air, as well as his martial senses. His eyes leaped with the radiance of excitement and joy in this moment of shock and fear.
Earth Dragon! Iron Hammer!
This time, the Iron Hammer was no longer a leg technique. It was a true and proper fist technique!
Park Jong-Hwan was unable to break through Qin Fen's Dragon Guard for a time. He was waiting for the opportunity to meet force with force. Neo Taekwondo needed to be paired with a mental cultivation method to be displayed. He wasn't like his senior brothers, who chose the unique mental cultivation method created by Bae Seong-Joon that belonged to Neo Taekwondo. Instead, he chose the paleo martial art, Iron Skin, to be paired with his mental cultivation method!
Meet force with force! Iron Hammer plus Iron Skin was the most perfect combination! This was a power that possessed the ability to sweep away everything!
This was Park Jong-Hwan's secret, a secret that very few people knew!
Park Jong-Hwan's eyes flashed with joy, and he discovered that Qin Fen's eyes flashed with the same joy and excitement!
This is …?
There was no time for Qin Fen to guess why. The opportunity to meet force with force might not appear again so soon. He had to grasp this opportunity!
The instant their fists were about to collide, Qin Fen's throat resonated with a tiger's roar. His fist suddenly transformed into a sharp palm, and a majestic aura suddenly exploded from within his body. Park Jong-Hwan's eyes blurred. It was as if Qin Fen was no longer a person, but a wave! A giant wave within the boundless ocean!
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art formed a rotating turbine, exploding with unprecedented power. The speed of the palm rapidly increased, sliding past the Iron Hammer's fist to chop the joint of Qin Fen's wrist.
Crack!
Iron Skin! Before reaching the meteor level, Qin Fen could make his bones extremely hard, but he was unable to perfectly protect his joints! This was especially true for the Raging Berserker Tide. After adding the supercharge of the turbo, the power increased once more. There were very few who could resist it at the same level.
The instant his wrist snapped, Park Jong-Hwan made the prompt decision to retreat. His feet exerted strength as he retreated like a flying crane.
Qin Fen had long since expected this move. The Arhat Cloud Walk completely erupted under the supercharge of the turbo. His speed was several times faster than Park Jong-Hwan's, and the palm strike of the Raging Berserker Tide exploded out without holding anything back.
Park Jong-Hwan raised his arm to block the afterimages of the palm that filled the sky, but he was only able to block less than half of the attack. The rest of the raging tide completely smashed into his body.
If the Raging Berserker Tide of the past was the raging tide of the ocean, then the Raging Berserker Tide after undergoing the supercharge of the turbo was a giant wave! A giant wave that reached the heavens!
One palm. Two palms. Three palms! Qin Fen shattered the protective energy of the Iron Skin Shirt. Four palms. Five palms. Six palms. Seven palms. Eight palms. Nine palms. Ten palms. Eleven palms …
The iron palms were like a tide as they smashed into various parts of Park Jong-Hwan's body. They simply sent him flying a dozen or so meters away.
Qin Fen didn't pursue after the big move was unleashed. He was a bit baffled. The Raging Berserker Tide, after being supercharged by the turbo, should have smashed bricks into tiny fragments. How come there were no sounds of bones breaking when he struck Park Jong-Hwan's body with dozens of palms? Only the sounds of bones breaking could be heard from Park Jong-Hwan's two arms.
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