Chapter 288: An Expectant Fight

Chapter 288: An Expectant Fight

Translator:Exodus TalesEditor:Exodus Tales

"I! Will be standing at the peak, waiting for your challenge!"

A proclamation filled with pride and lofty sentiment shot straight to the sky and echoed in the huge stadium for a long time through the loudspeakers, shocking every participant and every spectator down to their souls.

Eight-star! Eight-star!

After the successive advent of seven-star recruits, Qin Fen's strength stirred the hearts of everyone. Everyone was unable to calm down! Qin Fen, who had been like a steamroller from the start of the tournament, flattening all the recruits in his path, finally showcased his hidden strength that had been the object of discussion countless times.

The commentators were left completely flabbergasted. According to the information given by the organizing committee, there had never been an eight-star martial artist in the history of recruit tournament's martial arts tournament.

Qin Fen, after having created a number of records in the recruit tournament in succession, had once again created a new record in this apex-level martial arts tournament.

"I! Will be standing at the peak, waiting for your challenge!"

Yang Lie mulled over Qin Fen's rhetoric and patronizing words, giving a deadly stare at Qin Fen, who was standing in the arena and didn't leave immediately after his proclamation.

The corner of Yang Lie's eyes twitched slightly. With the revelation of eight-star strength, Qin Fen's words no longer sounded arrogant. He indeed had enough qualifications to say this.

Caesar's palm slid back and forth under his chin. His gaze was always focused on Qin Fen's palm. The true energy oscillating on his palm was far more dangerous than an eight-star level martial artist.

Even if he could employ true energy external oscillation, it was rare to see a two-star martial artist leave a palm imprint on the Steel War Body of a five-star martial artist.

"Eight-star level and true energy external oscillations." Caesar rested his straight back on his chair. "No wonder he dared to say that he will stand at the peak and wait for the challenge even though he was injured."

The American recruit, on whose chest Qin Fen had left a palm imprint, stared Qin Fen in a daze.The recruit martial arts tournament has always been for everyone to compete for the championship, never has there been anyone who's practically almost taken the championship before the fighting had even started.

Knowingly or unknowingly, Qin Fen had directed the competition into a challenge with just one move.

He... was the Great Devil King who was standing at the peak and living in the palace of the Great Devil King! All other contestants had become the brave heroes who were going to challenge the Great Devil King!

Many people among the audience members looked at the Qin Fen in the arena, completely puzzled.Wouldn't setting a benchmark so early in the game encourage the participating recruits to go all out for a breakthrough? What good would it do to him? If his plan is to show dominance and deter the morale of the other recruits, clearly, it will all come to naught.

"I..." Qin Fen looked about at tens of thousands of spectators and said. His plain tone could not hide that skyrocketing heroic spirit of his. "Hope I can encounter opponents who can force me to exert all my strength in the matches, instead of letting me take the championship easily."

Yang Lie slightly trembled as his eyes staring at Qin Fen's eyes turned complicated.

Caesar, on the other hand, stood up and made his way out of the stadium. In his opinion, it was pointless to watch the rest of the matches. The ultimate opponent of this tournament would very likely be Qin Fen. Not only was Qin Fen strong, but the most terrifying thing about him was that he had the heart of a powerhouse.

If one truly wanted to be a powerhouse, he needed to have the courage to accept any kind of challenge head-on! Maybe hiding one's strength could let him stand on the throne of the champion, but he could never become a true powerhouse!

Having taken a glance at Qin Fen, Yang Lie stood up and made his way to the exit of the stadium. "Not only does Qin Fen have the determination to accept the challenges, he also has the ambition to surpass himself. Eight-star, huh!? This tournament already poses no difficulty to him. He actually revealed his strength to inspire the opponent to fight!? Very good! This courage alone is worthy of admiration."

Standing by the exit, Yang Lie turned back and looked again at Qin Fen in the arena. "If you are standing at the peak, then, I will transcend the peak itself!"

"Eight-star!? So what!? American recruits will never admit defeat! We will absolutely not admit defeat to you!"

The belligerent roar echoed throughout the stadium. The American recruit stared at Qin Fen stubbornly as he charged at Qin Fen like in a player in American football, kicking a visible cloud of dust beneath his feet.

"Your battle intent is commendable."

By the time Qin Fen's voice rang in the American recruit's ear, the American recruit's body was already floating high up in the air with an even clearer palm imprint on his chest. Very soon after, he heavily crashed into the ground ten meters away.

"Unfortunately, the gap in our strength is simply too big." Qin Fen shook his head, looking at his left palm. "It seems the oscillations are closely related to the control of my strength. The oscillation of a five-star level blow is actually only twice as strong as the blow with two-star level strength."

The American recruit looked at Qin Fen in a daze.Oscillations!? What's that? Is it that impact vibrations produced over a hundred times when his palm struck my body? How did he do that? Did that blow really only have the strength of a five-star level?

"Referee!" Qin Fen turned his gaze to the referee bench. "Are you still not going to start the count?"

Immediately after, a hasty countdown rang from the referee bench. Qin Fen turned around and looked at the furious Mourad Tschick and gently shook his index finger. "The current you can't beat me."

Mourad Tschick jumped up from his seat like there were springs underneath him and glared at Qin Fen with widened eyes. Next, he let out a cold snort before turning around and making his way out of the stadium.

Unlike other eight-star level martial artists, Qin Fen had amazing control over his strength, which put him at the peak of this year's participating recruits.

External true energy oscillations! This alone had almost eliminated any notion of the weak overcoming the strong from the minds of every young martial artist.

It was pointless to fight him without being at the same level! Unless, one was from the Sacred Martial Hall and possessed one of the world's truly top-level secret art, only then could he or she have any chance of fighting Qin Fen, who was not only amazingly powerful but also had amazing control over his strength.

"Qin Fen from East Asia wins, advances to the round of sixteen..."

The commentators announced the result that had already been known to everyone through the speakers. Qin Fen cupped his fist at the lined-up martial artists in respect before walking down the arena skillfully.

"Old Qin, not bad!" Xue Tian patted Qin Fen's shoulder. "That's what I really like you about. I don't think I can beat you now."

Qin Fen smiled. When he confronted Squad Leader Hao on the warship that day, he could see through a part of his strength. However, facing Xue Tian, he really couldn't see if Xue Tian was even stronger than the seven-star level.

"You are in the eight-star level, ah..." Xue Tian dragged his voice. "It seems, I also need to place my bets on you, to save myself from losing money."

"Is that so?" Qin Fen squinted at the nearby Xue Tian.With this guy's terrifying martial arts talent, who could say that he had really used all his strength just now? What if he is simply hiding his true strength?

By the time their short conversation ended, Xing Wuyi was already walking back from the arena. His opponent, on the other hand, was being carried away by the medical team to the emergency room.

Very soon, apart from Qin Fen and Xue Tian, every other recruit who had won their matches left their seats in a hurry, deciding not to stay for the other matches.

It was pointless to watch the remaining matches. At the moment, Qin Fen was the real peak! If they were unable to break through to the eight-star level before they fought with Qin Fen, there was not much of a need to fight anymore.

"My God! The East Asia Military Zone is too shameless! Do they want to win by any means necessary?"

"That's right, that's right! They actually sent a man in his thirties to fight in the recruit tournament!"

"He may be a recruit, but this is just too shameless! He joined the military at thirty. Is East Asia not satisfied with having just one monster, Qin Fen? They actually sent a thirty-year-old martial artist?"

Chen Feiyu, dressed in military uniform with white bandages wrapped around his palms, stood quietly in his place, looking at his opponent as if he simply hadn't heard the utmost sarcasm.

A lot of noise and whispered discussions broke out among the audience. Is theEast Asian Military Region only going to be satisfied after breaking all the good and bad records in this year's recruit tournament? This East Asian recruit might be the oldest recruit in the history of the recruit tournament.

Thirty-years-old!?The spectators shook their heads one after another. It was the period when martial artists experienced rapid growth in their strength! If the strength of a thirty-years-old martial artist was good, it would not be impossible for him to reach the ten-star level!

If he is in the ten-star level!?The spectators glanced at each other as they cursed in their hearts, "In order to win the championship, East Asia Military Region can truly be too shameless!"

The military fans were very interested in Chen Feiyu, many of whom were retired soldiers, and even soldiers who had directly participated in real missions.

Many people could feel a cold aura around Chen Feiyu, one which was completely different from Qin Fen's overbearing and heroic aura of standing at the peak and looking down on the heroes.

Chen Feiyu was like a wolf, and a wounded wolf at that! His fists tightly wrapped in bandages were like the sharpest claws and fangs of the wolf that could easily asunder the enemy!

The African recruit stared at Chen Feiyu vigilantly. Any recruit walking on the road of martial arts and had fought his way to the round of thirty-two was definitely not an idiot. He could clearly feel a threatening aura from Chen Feiyu, mixed in with the smell of bloody death.

But right then, the bell suddenly rang.

Immediately, Chen Feiyu gripped his slackened fingers hard, so hard that the air cracked under the pressure of his fists. In the next moment, seven-star level true energy broke out from his body.

"Oh my God! Another seven-star!"

The tens of thousands of people in stands burst into an uproar once again. After the appearance of an eight-star martial artist, only one possibility could make the audience noisy and excited, and that was that his next opponent was also another seven-star martial artist!

That's right!

The moment the African recruit before Chen Feiyu admitted defeat, his next opponent had already been decided.

Little Dragon King - Yang Lie from East Asia, who was known as the top soldier among the American recruits!

Chen Feiyu may only have seven-star level strength at his age, but it did not cause the audience to make light of Chen Feiyu. On the contrary, the relatively strong and insightful martial artists had all seen the horror of Chen Feiyu.

Chen Feiyu may have a seven-star level, but combat experience seemed extremely rich. Just that casual standing stance was far more reasonable than any other seven-star martial artists. He could take a killing stance and exert a hundred percent of his strength anytime!

That's right, it was not a stance for fighting, but rather, it was the best stance for a life and death fight!