novelTop Player of the Younger Generation
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Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
In the blink of an eye, all five young masters had already fought hard against Qin Fen. Everyone's hands and feet were sore and in pain, and their chests were filled with boiling blood. They felt like someone had hammered them fiercely in the chest with a huge wooden hammer; the pain was unbearable to the point where they felt like they were about to vomit blood.
Qin Fen returned to his initial posture that invited others to challenge him while he stood at the peak. He stood upright at his position, stretching out his ten fingers, clenching them, stretching them, then clenching them again repeatedly. The tanned skin on his right arm that was filled with veins now had a hint of redness within the darkness. It wasn't the usual blush of a normal person, but a red that was like from a piece of meat that was grilled after being thrown into a fire pit.
Caesar's Nine Sun Divine Art played an even bigger role in the group battle than when he used it to dominate Qin Fen alone previously.
The five fingers of Qin Fen's right arm opened up suddenly. A heat flow that could almost be seen by the naked eye burst out from his pores. What seemed to be like a pot of boiling water was poured into the meridian and blood vessels had now started to seem like it was cooling down gradually.
Compared to his right arm, Qin Fen's left arm looked completely different. Bursts of piercing cold whirls were swirling in the meridian in his arms messily. This was the trace left by Little Dragon King Yang Lie from the battle.
With the ice-cold true energy as the internal art mixed together with a cold paleo martial arts like the Mysterious Divine Palm and then combining it with the Dragon fist, it became a somewhat visible ice dragon!
In comparison to Caesar's Annihilation of the Whole Clan, Qin Fen was even more surprised by Little Dragon King Yang Lie's Five Dragon Fist. It was actually hard to guess the complete time of the precise force of the opponent's fist, as well as the precise position of his attack. Before he attacked, it was like the dragon was really hidden within his palm. Nobody knew where the attack position would be after this dragon in his palm flew out.
Although it could be because of the group battle, Little Dragon King Yang Lie was no doubt the strongest recruit from America, as with the peak strength of a seven-star, he was able to cause an eight-star martial artist who was capable of leaping levels to feel like the blood vessel meridian in his arm had been injected with liquid nitrogen.
Qin Fen's left arm's five fingers clenched with force. At the same time the air was held to explode, the hair on his arm was covered with a layer of almost visible frost.
Being forced out so quickly? Yang Lie and Caesar looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. In a group battle, two completely different true energies that had intruded his body were actually forced out in an instant?
The seven young martial artists' gloominess increased. After the raging battle, everyone's arms and legs were still not over the state of numbness even now. If Qin Fen were to attack now, whoever faced him would be defeated.
Will and Vortex Tiger had an even more troubled look behind the shock in their eyes. These seven young martial artists could be said to be this Recruit Tournament's strongest martial artists. If they were placed in previous tournaments, they would exist invincibly!
Bai Sheng had returned to his sitting position where his legs were crossed. His two palms were clapping one another gently. Beautiful! This is indeed beautiful! The one-man war against a group of heroes earlier showcased the energy of the arrogance of a recruit martial artist, and what was more important were those two arms!
Martial Emperor Dragon Fists. Yin and Yang Limitless Double Dragon!
Bai Sheng could clearly feel that when Qin Fen played that trick, his right arm was firm and fierce, while his left arm was soft like running water. As an eight-star martial artist, being able to perform one of them to the peak of an eight-star martial artist would have already qualified them as a candidate for focused training at the Scared Martial Hall. To be able to practice both segments to the peak of eight-star level, he would've been considered an esteemed figure at Sacred Martial Hall.
At the same time, for an eight-star martial artist to achieve the peak of eight-star training of both segments, and even use them together in a battle? Although such a thing could not be said to have never appeared in Sacred Martial Hall, it was true that this was a rare case that only occurred once every ten years.
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After being silent for a while, Caesar's arm finally regained movement. Among the seven young recruit masters, it was finally revealed at this moment who had the deepest foundation.
"Congratulations..." Caesar raised his arms to cup his fist in his other hand. There was not much disappointment on his face, rather, there was some joy that flashed across his eyes, "I admit that you have won the championship in this year's Martial Combat Tournament. I hope that you can give me an opportunity to challenge you in the future, and allow me to take back this year's top recruit title."
Qin Fen smiled, "I accept the challenge at any time. But I have no intention of giving up the title of being the top."
Caesar laughed out loud, and his laughter was filled with joy and relaxation. A real emperor not only had to be able to win but also had to be able to accept when he had lost.
Bai Sheng nodded repeatedly. Only by having a good attitude could one go further and further on the martial dao. Besides the outstanding Qin Fen in this season's Recruit Tournament, Caesar was equally outstanding.
An iron law that had always been recognized by Sacred Martial Hall was to not determine a hero by a single success or failure.
Yang Lie's arms also regained feeling not long after Brooks' regained movement. He stared at Qin Fen who only just a regained normal posture and shook his head repeatedly. Such a fearful feminine fist force! Although his true energy followed a masculine and firm path, that feminine Taichi fist showed extreme saturation. At the same time it blocked most of the fist hidden dragon's cold true energy forcefully, it also gave a tyrannical counterattack.
If it was the other way around? Yang Lie looked at Qin Fen's right arm quietly. If it was the fierce fist that hit earlier, while the feminine palm collided with the fierce Annihilation of the Whole Clan, would Qin Fen's arm be frozen for some time? Or would it unleash an even shocking force? With no damage at all?
Yang Lie shook his head again. Seven against one was already shameless. How was it possible to fight again shamelessly now that they have lost? Changing the battle method, and guessing how the results would have turned out was only a question that could stay in the young martial artists' hearts for now.
"Qin Fen." Yang Lie saluted and whispered, "The current you is really the first person of the younger generation qualified to contend the world."
The first of the younger generation to contend the world? Qin Fen was stunned for a bit, then smiled. There were actually still many young martial artists from various clans in the world that did not participate in the Recruit Tournament...
"Perhaps..." Bai Sheng's voice caught everyone's attention. Anyone from Sacred Martial Hall would be able to catch many people's attention just by simply voicing out, "Perhaps..."
Bai Sheng nodded, and his expression was somewhat serious, "Perhaps, Qin Fen not only has the qualification to contend. Perhaps he is already the top among the world's younger generation. All of you are still young. Although you guys have entered the first boost period in the growth of star level, eight-star may be your limit."
Although he was not the highest status member from the Sacred Martial Hall, the words of a Sacred Martial Hall member still had some influence. All of the recruits once again congratulated Qin Fen immediately.
This kind of reaction was not beyond Bai Sheng's expectation. Martial dao was a road filled with various peculiar encounters. Being the temporary first of the younger generation would not explain anything. Many who was once the first of the younger generation's final development turned out to be not as good as those who were second, third, and even the tenth or the thirtieth.
The Earth Martial God Song Wendong was also not the first of the younger generation then. Yet he had now become the martial artist who stood at the peak, and was given the title of Earth Martial God!
The recruit population would admire the title of being the first of the younger generation, but they would not be jealous.
The future journey was still extremely long and far. Being the first of the younger generation would not necessarily still be the public's first after many years! If Yang Lie thought like this, Caesar and the others would also have the same thoughts.
"Old Qin, find time after a while. Let's practice one-on-one." The carefree Xue Tian finally got up. He exercised his shoulders and sternum: "I actually got a feeling of being fired up from earlier."
As soon as this statement was out, the other recruits had to re-evaluate Xue Tian's strength.
Before the game, everyone thought that even if Xue Tian was strong, his strength might only be similar to Caesar, if not just slightly higher than Caesar.
Today, after Xue Tian saw Qin Fen's one-man's war against a group of heroes, he still gave out a one-one-one battle invitation...
This man was not a man with no brains! Unless... a similar thought flashed across everyone's mind. He had a certain amount of confidence to be able to fight Qin Fen!
"Alright then! It's set! As for time..." Xue Tian's index finger knocked against his chin repeatedly, "Let's set it for thirty years later..."
Qin Fen, the recruits, and the generals' faces showed a stunned look at the same time. Thirty years later? Who would still remember this at that time?!
"No choice..." Xue Tian shook his head, "If I don't give a challenge, I would be beaten in the ass by my master. But if I fight with you? Your one punch will really hurt! So, since I've already challenged you, Master would not be able to say anything to me."
Qin Fen became more curious about Xue Tian's master, unsure how strong the nerves this person who was his master actually had.
"Haha..." Zhao Huzi laughed like thunder rumbling. He raised his hand and saluted to other majors, "All, so sorry all! The champion of one of the highlights of the show has been taken away in advance by us East Asia! So sorry, really sorry. I actually intended for Little Qin to be a little more lowkey. Who knew, ai! It was really unexpected that when one has too strong power, it's really hard to be lowkey."
The generals of all continents looked at Zhao Huzi and shook their heads while dragging long sighs. Seeing his expression of an old lad who had accomplished his dreams, they were unsure whether to laugh or cry. They could only sigh that East Asia was in luck to have such a monster appear in this year's Recruit Tournament.
"Everyone, we'll meet in another big game. Haha! See you at the game!" Zhao Huzi saluted constantly and came to Qin Fen's side. He rested his arm on Qin Fen's shoulder and said with a low voice, "Kid, keep it up. Take down all the competitions for your old man. Then, I'll find a way to get you a job as a captain."
Captain? Qin Fen's eyes lit up immediately. Usually, recruits who passed their recruitment period would become veteran soldiers. If they mingled well, they could manage to be some sort of squad leader. But they would mostly not get any military pin.
To be able to rise to captain suddenly from an ordinary basic recruit, was something that Qin Fen really had not heard of. He couldn't help but start calculating how much reward a captain could get after retirement. After all, he only thought of being a soldier for two years. The highest he checked was only the veteran reward of a squad leader and had not checked ranks like captains.
The faces of the generals from other continents turned a little green. W hat is this old kid Zhao Huzi trying to do? He still wants Qin Fen to continue the hard work? Will he only be satisfied after scooping up all championships of the Recruit Tournament?
"General, I will do my best." Qin Fen nodded. Under the moonlight, his eyes were sparkling with lights of battle intent.
Several generals had chills in their spine. This East Asian recruit seems to have an intense battle intent, this was not good news.
In the next few days of competitions, Qin Fen had finally proven his answer with actions. Although bug-type weapons like the Thundercloud Storm were not permitted in group combinations, as a recruit who was trained by a few bt-level instructors, he had a strength that wasn't just like a huge gorilla and was wrecking everywhere like a raging thunderstorm.
After the next few group combinations, Qin Fen used extremely outstanding commanding tactics for group combinations. He fully utilized Xue Tian's fearful black net, Lin Ling's accurate sniping, as well as Xing Wuyi's shocking general situation senses. Not only were they steady winners in each battle, they could also end the battles in a complete-win state.
Under the triumphant victory of Qin Fen, the morale of various continents' recruits fell to a low point that had never been seen before. Even for some of the competitions that Qin Fen didn't even participate in, East Asia recruits also achieved extremely beautiful results due to the inspiration of the high morale they felt.
In the end, although the so-called Grand Slam was not achieved, the total score of the single Recruit Tournament had already long broken the record that was maintained by the American Military Region, refreshing them once again.
Every time the generals from various continents saw this record, they would let out a helpless sigh. The total score recorded in this single season, as well as some single competition categories in this Recruit Tournament, perhaps it would be difficult to be broken again in a short period of time... or even in a long period of time.
In the second half of the game, Zhao Huzi was no longer walking just with his head held high. His head was almost lifted to the back of his neck.
Reputation! This is indeed too reputable! Zhao Huzi's original plan was just to have results slightly better than the previous few seasons. That would already satisfy him greatly.
Now, this achievement made him feel like he was about to fly just by walking. Compared to getting merit upon return, Zhao Huzi preferred this obvious gain of reputation.
Who still dares to say that our East Asia recruits can't do it? Who still dares to say that our East Asia recruits' participation in the tournament is just a concomitant subordinate? Indeed, we did not have the knowledge like you guys in the past! Zhao Huzi was also somewhat unwilling for the end of the Recruit Tournament.
However, competitions would always come to an end. After the final category of the Recruit Tournament, the generals of all the continents, as well as Zhao Huzi, let out a long sigh of relief. They didn't have to continue being a concomitant subordinate here anymore.
After the prize-giving ceremony, the generals of various continents took their recruits and left Switzerland as quickly as possible.
"Kids! Your performance was not bad." Zhao Huzi stood at the airport and shouted happily, "Upon return, this old man will give you guys merit! Qin Fen! Hurry up and board the plane, quit being inseparable with your little girl. There will still be opportunities in the future."
The rough voice pressed over the whirling wind sound of the helicopter's propeller. Everyone's gaze turned immediately toward the most outstanding recruit in this Recruit Tournament.
Qin Fen's face had a slightly awkward smile. He was just about to tell Song Jia to meet next time, but he realized that this little princess, who was usually happy, suddenly have a gloomy expression. Her eyes stared at the sky, alert.
Sky? Qin Fen followed the direction Song Jia was looking toward. A super-luxurious civilian private helicopter descended slowly from the sky. The huge "Song" on the aircraft door indicated that the owner of the plane was from a family that even the president would not dare to offend.
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