Chapter 210: Domineering Qin Fen, Ruthless Killing, Breathtaking Blow
Chapter 210: Domineering Qin Fen, Ruthless Killing, Breathtaking Blow
Translator:Exodus TalesEditor:Exodus Tales
Obviously, Zhang Erming was shocked when he saw the number plate of his opponent. He did not expect that he would become the lucky guy in the arena today.
A five-star warrior came to fight on the six-star arena. This was not the first time of it happening in Gruesome Madness or other life-or-death arenas.
On the contrary, this kind of incident could happen several times every year.
Those who did such thing were all young people.
Zhang Erming smiled faintly. There were always young people who came to this kind of arena, thinking themselves as a reincarnation of Valkyrie, with the intention to become famous in the Golden Triangle.
Unfortunately, the result of a five-star defeating a six-star had never happened in this life-or-death arena. All young martial artists who wanted to use this challenge as a shortcut eventually became cold bodies.
Zhang Erming did not intend to break this law. He also would not let anyone break his record of thirty-six winnings in thirty-six battles and killing thirty-six people in Basement First Level.
Zhang Erming moved his neck gently. From time to time, as he looked askance at Lin Ling, who was on Qin Fen's lap, he would lick his dry lips with his thick tongue.
No one who fought in life-or-death arenas knew whether they would still be alive after their next battle or not. Many people spent the money they earned as soon as possible.
If one was dead but he had money left behind, it would be considered a tragic life.
For those who fought in life-or-death arenas, the best ways to release stress were alcohol and women.
Zhang Erming had played around with many women. Many of them were stunners, but none of them induced his desire to conquer as much as Lin Ling did.
Cold temperament, sexy body, and an aloof manner.
However, her overall appearance was added with a small dose of gentleness as she sat in Qin Fen's arms.
Many competitors had the thought of killing Qin Fen and possessing Lin Ling when they saw her.
As the number of spectators increased, the atmosphere in the Basement First level livened up.
As the number of spectators reached two-thirds of the usual number, the first fight kicked off.
"Today's first battle is a rare phenomenon in any boxing field. All of us are so lucky!" A golden-haired woman wearing a bikini on the arena said, "First battle, five-star martial artist with number forty-four versus six-star martial artist with number one hundred and seventy-two. You both, come forward to the arena."
All the spectators who were rowdy had become silent at the moment. Many even had doubts that their ears heard it correctly.
Soon, following the arrival of Qin Fen to the arena, the spectators burst into chaos.
"What's going on?"
"Five-star kid, did you wean?"
"One hundred and seventy-two, torture this kid!"
"That's right! Torture him until he dies! You're one star level higher than him. If you just kill him without torturing, you're considered the loser."
The moment Qin Fen stood on the arena, a glimpse of surprise flashed through his eyes. The arena was not made of stone but of a big steel block.
Compared to five-star martial artists, six-star martial artists were more destructive.
It did not matter if the arena was made by reinforced concrete or big rocks, it would not last long under their feet.
Eventually, the operator came up with the idea to build a solid arena with steel.
"He possesses several types of dragon fist. This is very strange." Wang Hao leaned forward slightly with his arms on his lap, supporting his chin. He was focusing on a person whom he has found interesting.
Qin Fen's canthus beat. He turned his head lightly and glimpsed in the direction of the upper corner. Then, he put his attention back to Zhang Erming.
"Hehe, interesting."
Wang Hao's eyes were full of a calm smile. Being a former Narcotics Division Captain, his eyesight was beyond ordinary people. Just now number forty-four seemed to look up unintentionally. However, Wang Hao knew that it when his sight locked on Qin Fen, it triggered Qin Fen's sensation.
"He is able to sense me even though we're separated by a special glass, one which people inside can see out but people outside cannot see in." Wang Hao spoke to himself, "I'm looking forward to your performance."
"Hurry up!"
"Hey, the gong [1] has gone off. Why don't you start?"
"One hundred and seventy-two, I'd bet one thousand yuan that you will win! Go torture that kid!"
The spectators' ebullience and noise boiled over, but Zhang Erming remained standing still. He simply ran the Bright Art throughout his body.
Although this was a life-or-death arena, a six-star warrior facing a five-star martial artist and still taking the first move would be despised by other six-star martial artists. In future battles, it would enhance the opponent's vigor instead.
Qin Fen saw there were some hints of arrogance between Zhang Erming's brows. He understood Zhang Erming's thoughts immediately and of course, he would not be so nice to him. As his bones shook, Dragon Elephant Prajna Art prompted his blood to surge rapidly throughout his body. Zhang Erming, who was on the stage, could faintly hear the galloping sound of Qin Fen's blood too.
Qin Fen was slightly relaxed despite the fact that he was facing a six-star martial artist who fought on the life-or-death arena daily. In fact, the martial artist scorned him.
Under the prompt of qi, every heartbeat was like a rattle played by children, the "boom boom" sound could be heard through his body muscles.
Under the strong pump of the heart, his blood drove his muscle fibers to swell. Qin Fen raised his head high and puffed his chest out suddenly when his bones made a stretching sound at the same time. The livid veins on his back that connected to various parts of body inflated swiftly and crisscrossed on his skin, forming a strange human map.
At that very moment!
The spectators who were noisy just now became totally quiet at this moment. A few martial artists who sat on the first row even stood up.
Almost everyone gazed at the arena dumbfounded. This young man who seemed ordinary initially turned into a gigantic ancient devil ape within a second.
"What kind of...paleo martial art is this?" Wang Hao stood up as if he was hit by electricity. He took two steps towards the huge window and stared at Qin Fen on the arena. "No wonder he dared to challenge six-star arena. It looks like the history of five-star martial artists always being defeated by six-star martial artists will be changed."
Zhang Erming, who was facing Qin Fen, even took half a step back subconsciously. As the direct opponent, he could feel more than the others.
With a speed faster than a blink of an eye, this young man's eyes were like a searchlight that cast a chilly feeling on people.
Looking at Qin Fen, Zhang Erming only felt a sense of ridiculousness that could not be described in words.
Zhang Erming knew that he retreated at the moment just now was because of timidity. He had done so as he could not contend against Qin Fen's vigor.
Would a six-star ever be afraid of a five-star?
Zhang Erming soon left this absurd thought behind as he threw away his previous contempt and arrogance. Without any delay, he set his Triple Light Arts to the max. At that very moment, his skin emitted a radiance that was brighter than before.
Zhang Erming initiated an attack when Qin Fen was about to move.
He no longer wanted to work around the question of whether to let Qin Fen to start first or not.
He rushed forward like lightning and his arms approached Qin Fen's throat as an ancient spear.
Many spectators weren't even able to see his movement. They merely felt that a white light rushed forward and heard a creaking sound due to friction between Zhang Erming's clothes and the air.
Wang Hao's eyes showed some praise. One reason why Triple Light Arts were named this way was due to the fact that the qi inside the body would cause the practitioner's skin to give different radiances when he reached certain realm, and his skin could release triple-color radiance at his peak. Another reason was that Triple Light movement speed was super fast — it looked like a white light.
How will he block this punch?
As this thought flashed through Wang Hao's mind, Qin Fen also moved.
Due to long periods of practice with the seasoned soldiers, Qin Fen no longer felt psychological pressure when facing six-star martial artists. As usual, he chose the simplest attack method.
His feet stomped heavily to release cannon fist force. The strong elephant-like force blew Zhang Erming out of the arena directly.
When his feet contacted with the steel arena, a loud but stuffy banging sound was produced. Many people felt oppressed when they heard this sound.
The carpet covering the arena was torn into pieces by the force of an elephant.
Zhang Erming sneered. His wrist suddenly flipped, and a cold glitter spurt out abruptly from his sleeve and went straight to Qin Fen's throat.
The Sword of Light in the Triple Light Fists!
This was the ultimate survival move that never been used by Zhang Erming on the arena. He had practiced this thousands of times. Thus, he was confident that there were no signs before initiating this move. Even a seven-star martial artist who faced this sudden strike would have a fifty percent of possibly dying on the spot. Forty percent out of the remaining fifty percent were to be severely injured.
Zhang Erming was confident that even a seven-star warrior would have less than ten percent of possibility to dodge safely.
What's more, the opponent was just a five-star martial artist.
As the sword stabbed, Zhang Erming could smelled the pungent blood as if the cold sword had pierce through Qin Fen's throat.
The other life-or-death martial artist who saw this strike were in a cold sweat. Each and every one of them were thinking about their possibilities of surviving if they were the ones facing this strange stab.
At this life-or-death moment, Zhang Erming raised his eyes to look at Qin Fen. He wanted to see the terrified look of this martial artist who humiliated him by using vigor before he died.
What...?
Zhang Erming could not believe his eyes. At this conclusive moment, the young man, who looked like a gigantic devil ape, had a disdainful smile on his face.
Disdainful? Disdainful? Why is it disdainful? He has seen through it? How come?
Qin Fen stepped abruptly onto the steel plate and turned. It was the Aerobic Fist Dragon Guard!
The cold sword light lost its target out of sudden. Zhang Erming felt a cool touch at his throat.
He rushed two steps away to stabilize his body and saw a blood mist spray out of his throat.
"The massacre way? You are disqualified for hiding this."
No one noticed when Qin Fen took out a saber.
All six-star martial artists under the arena were stunned. Just like Zhang Erming, they had no clue when Qin Fen's saber was taken out, nor where it came from.
All martial artist who fought in life-or-death arena had ice-cold fear in their spine. Compared to Zhang Erming's strange sword, number forty-four's fatal blow beneath his arbitrary nature was the real dreadful existence.