Chapter 43: Disciple of the Autonomous State of Korea's Number One Martial God

Chapter 43: Disciple of the Autonomous State of Korea's Number One Martial God

Translator:StrivonEditor:Nora

Qin Fen had never fought in a group fight before, but he had encountered a one-versus-many situation far too many times in aerial combat these days. His martial senses were tempered to be better than ever before. Even though his body was in a declined state of fatigue, he was an apex expert of the three-star level. Against two recruits of the one-star level....

The two recruits weren't perfectly coordinated. The one in charge of the frontal attack was a bit faster than he should be. He arrived before Qin Fen with a striding step and he twisted his waist. His palm turned into a blade that cleaved toward Qin Fen's forehead. The power was fierce and grand. He was actually using the first set of moves from Neo Military Boxing, his palm akin to a saber.

Qin Fen's arm came slashing outward as the explosive power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art caused his opponent's entire arm to numb from its vibration. His opponent's balance was immediately broken, and Qin Fen's whipped his foot out like lightning. His military trousers whistled through the air as his leg was akin to a whip that was about to smash into his opponent's skull.

This was the state martial art that the state of Korea was most proud of—Neo Taekwondo! Qin Fen despised to use the Shaolin Arhat Fist against this sort of opponent. He simply used the Neo Taekwondo that he had saw others use in the Sky Martial Battle Network.

The recruit never expected Qin Fen to be this fast with his weary face. With his balance broken, he was completely unable to defend even if he wanted to. He rushed to lift his arm to protect his skull in a hard clash.

Boom! Snap!

The recruit flew like a kite with its string cut, his arm in a strange shape. He flew through the air and simply fainted when he landed on the ground.

Fighting wasn't fun and games. Being benevolent to an enemy was tantamount to courting death! Qin Fen had watched countless fights on the Sky Martial Battle Network. He long since tempered his mind to be excellent psychologically. He implemented these things into action these days when he personally fought.

A kick whipped through the air at the opponent, and Qin Fen suddenly realized that he had fought with an opponent without collecting money. He hurriedly added, "You owe me a couple hundred bucks."

Unfortunately, Qin Fen was unable to have the recruit normally accept the words, for the recruit had already fainted. Qin Fen was destined to never receive the challenge money from this challenger.

Behind Qin Fen in an attempt at a sneak attack, the other recruit saw his comrade go unconscious from the heavy blow. His kegged whipped out as well, showing no mercy at all, to strike Qin Fen in the back of the head.

Qin Fen's martial senses were extraordinary. Even someone with three-star strength would find it hard to accomplish a sneak attack on him. A one-star recruit was not even a dish of vegetables in his eyes.

With a dash, Qin Fen suddenly twisted his waist and turned his body. The same high whip kick came lashing at the sneak attacker.

A smile quickly curled on the recruit's face when he saw this. The recruit cultivated in the Iron Mantle, a paleo martial art. Their strikes were the same, a high whip kick, but his body should be stronger. He was bound to break the leg of the recruit from Treasure Island.

Boom! Snap!

The recruit's smile could only form halfway before it suddenly froze. His straight whipping leg had suddenly turned into an extremely bizarre shape, as intense pain instantly followed his nerves into his brain.

How was this possible? Unless Qin Fen was a three-star who cultivated in the Iron Mantle? The recruit speculated in shock, still unable to comprehend what happened when Qin Fen arrived before him. His blade-like hand simply chopped the recruit in the back of the neck, causing the recruit's eyes to instantly roll into unconsciousness.

Qin Fen's mouth twitched helplessly as he looked at the unconscious recruit and said, "I lost out yet again."

"Stay your hands!"

Du Peng's resounding voice rang throughout the canteen, causing everyone's gazes to quickly focus upon him

The recruit from the Autonomous State of Korea who had caused this whole mess by tossing Jin Kui to the ground was now unconscious. He was being raised tightly by the throat by Du Peng's hands.

In this company of Korean soldiers, this two-star recruit was the strongest. With their main force knocked unconscious, the morale of the recruits from the Autonomous State of Korea suddenly plummeted downward.

Du Peng tossed the recruit like tossing a piece of trash. He swept his eyes over the other recruits from the Autonomous State of Korea, as cold, provocative words burst from his mouth, "Fuck off!"

As their main force toppled to the ground, the recruits from the Autonomous State of Korea saw that the situation wasn't to their advantage. They knew that there might not be a good outcome were they to continue fighting. They helped up their injured comrades and spoke to Du Peng with ample malice, "Don't be so arrogant! The one you defeated isn't the strongest recruit of our Autonomous State of Korea! Just you wait! Our Park Jong-Hwan will cripple you for an early retirement!"

Du Peng didn't speak. He glared suddenly with his eyes, scaring the recruits into quickly retreating toward the door.

At this time, Qin Fen suddenly said, "Hey, take these two unconscious folks with you too."

It was only now that the Autonomous State of Korea realized that not only did some of their people have broken arms and legs, there were also some people who had been knocked unconscious.

The fight between the two sides hadn't lasted very long. It was difficult enough to be able to injure an opponent, yet here there was someone who managed to knock his opponents unconscious. The recruits from the Autonomous State of Korea studied Qin Fen with a very odd look before they left in hurry.

"Awesome!"

"That's the stuff!"

"Let's see who dares to look down on us!"

There were quite a few injuries among the recruits from Treasure Island, but they had won the brawl just now. They were so excited that they forgot their pains.

These people hadn't been too familiar with each other in the past, but this sudden occurrence of a fight had made them close. There had been strange relationships among the people in the group, including ones where people never spoke a word to each other before. However, because people helped each other out during the brawl just now, such as blocking the table leg from an opponent's sneak attack, everyone had their arms around each other's shoulders as they laughed and sat together.

Quite a few people had seen Qin Fen in the middle of the brawl. With his hands and feet, Qin Fen had used martial arts techniques that his opponents were most proud of and instantly knocked them down. People immediately surrounded Qin Fen and chatted with him intimately.

"Man, you moved so smoothly just then!"

"You must cultivate in the Golden Bell Shield or some other tenacious art, right? You broke his bone far too cleanly!"

"I...." Qin Fen felt that he needed to explain some things, "I cultivate in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art."

"The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art?"

"No way, right? How can the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art be so strong? Why did you choose this martial art?"

"Looking at you, I think you must already be at the two-star strength, right? That sucks! It's too late for you to change internal arts...."

Looking at everyone's grieved appearances, Qin Fen didn't talk about the fact that he was already at the three-star level. Anyway, there would be future opportunities. There's no need to be too anxious, and if he were to explain now, it looked like he would just be quarreling with others.

Quite a few people crowded around Du Peng as well. After all, he had eliminated the enemy's strongest.

"You must be Second Squad, First Platoon's Du Peng, right? I never thought you'd be this amazing! You got rid of that kid in a single move!"

"Yeah! Your Tai Chi wrecked them with a bang just now!"

"I've heard of Park Jong-Hwan's name before. I heard that he's the personal disciple of Bae Seong-Joon, known as the Autonomous State of Korea's Number One Martial God.