Chapter 82: A Fury That Surges the Sky, Turning to a Desire to do Battle

Chapter 82: A Fury That Surges the Sky, Turning to a Desire to do Battle

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"Allow me."

The calm tone didn't come from anyone among the crowd of Third Company recruits. Instead, it came from behind the Korean recruits.

The moment the voice rang through the air, the Korean recruit recruits automatically parted open a path. They wanted to see just who was the person to have spoken.

Who was this person? The Korean recruits were at a loss. Qin Fen had only participated in one of the previous two group brawls, while the recruit who had the most outstanding performance within them was Du Peng. This was why the Korean recruits knew of Du Peng, but knew not of Qin Fen.

Park Jong-Hwan studied Qin Fen. His intuition as a martial artist told him that this newly emerged recruit was stronger than anyone of Third Company's recruits that had appeared earlier. Underneath Qin Fen's calm and silent expression hid a fury on the verge of exploding as well as a massive power.

A formidable opponent! The hairs over Park Jong-Hwan's body all exploded straight. Being a genius didn't make one a megalomaniac. A genius knew what sort of opponents were serious and knew what sort of people he could ignore challenges from.

Qin Fen spoke no further upon issuing this challenge. He walked toward Third Company. His resentment and anger that surged the skies caused Third Company to be stunned at first, then their spirits suddenly roared madly!

It's Qin Fen! Qin Fen's back! The person whose strength was in no way inferior to Du Peng had come back!

Qin Fen was undoubtedly low-key in Third Company, but not one of the recruits of Third Company would ever ignore him who has always kept a low profile.

Qin Fen walked straight to Deng Biao's side and kneeled down. He studied the condition of his squadmate and comrade. All of Deng Biao's limbs had been broken, and it was done through heavy force. Seven other bones were broken as well, besides those of the limbs. These ribs had been broken one by one, not through a single attack.

"How serious. How excessive." After Qin Fen finished examining the injuries, his forehead wrinkled a couple times, and his eyes flickered with a glow that asked, 'Why'.

"Ah.... Old Qin, couldn't you have come even more late?" Deng Biao's voice no longer contained its ample energy as usual. "He beat up our Second Squad's Kuister, so naturally it is up to us Second Squad to reclaim our pride. I had to be the one to come forth and say these words, since you and Deng Biao weren't here. It was my bound duty, since you guys weren't here."

Qin Fen nodded and stood up. He said, "Rest, then."

"Okay." Deng Biao slowly closed his eyes. He believed a miracle would happen; that was why he was able to hold out this long without fainting from the pain. The moment Qin Fen appeared, he believed that a miracle would occur entirely. "Remember. Beat up two more of them for me."

Park Jong-Hwan stood silently, quietly waiting for Qin Fen. His spirits had already soared from defeating so many recruits in a single breath. Qin Fen's words of challenge could only have his spirits believe in victory all the more. It would be easier for Park Jong-Hwan to seize the upper hand when they fight.

Qin Fen didn't even look at the other Korean recruits, who stared at him with glaring eyes. He just directed his gaze upon Park Jong-Hwan himself.

His expression was not that of fury, nor was his voice that of vengeance. Qin Fen just calmly said, "I always charge money when I fight, so congratulations. You are the first person who doesn't need to pay me."

Park Jong-Hwan was stunned for a moment. He never expected this person to say these bizarre words over words of challenge. Instead, Qin Fen's words were like that of an expert being charitable to teach an amateur.

The momentum was back to equilibrium in an instant!

Because of a few simple words, Park Jong-Hwan felt that this opponent had seized back the momentum.

"You want to challenge me?"

Park Jong-Hwan spoke in a slow and relaxed manner. Within his tone seeped the aura of a eminent and unapproachable mountain peak.

The momentum was being vied for! This was the battle tactic that was taught to Park Jong-Hwan by the State of Korea's Martial God Bae Seong-Joon. This tactic called for striking the opponent's momentum, desire to do battle, and mental state. Then Park Jong-Hwan would overpower his opponent with an offensive like breaking rotten wood.

The reason why Park Jong-Hwan had inflicted heavy injuries to several of the Third Company recruits was for the sake of creating this momentum. Then he would face Du Peng. However, he never thought that this young expert, who he didn't even know the name of, would appear instead of Du Peng.

Qin Fen closed his mouth but didn;t answer. He raised his leg and strode a step, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art combined with the Shaolin Arhat Fist's Tiger Lunge. The gale set off between his sleeves were akin to a tiger's roar. It screamed! As Qin Fen threw himself at his opponent.

Qin Fen had evoked his fury before the fight began. His strikes were more fierce and ferocious than usual. His majestic aura instantly broke the momentum that Park Jong-Hwan had created.

The thought that Qin Fen would begin the fight without even saying a word never crossed Park Jong-Hwan's mind. This attack was unleashed like an ambush, and Park Jong-Hwan cursed at the extreme shamelessness of it. Qin Fen had actually seized the key moment and the momentum in this way to hold the upper hand.

Fortunately, there was a reason why this young expert was called a genius. He had far more experience than Qin Fen in actual combat thanks to being under Bae Seong-Joon these past years. His experience and confidence was that of a veteran incomparable. Without the slightest bit of hesitation, his ankle drove with force, causing his body to fly playfully back like a red-crowned crane. He entered the crowd of Korean recruits several meters away in an instant, using the crowd to dispel Qin Fen's grand and fierce attack.

Qin Fen never expected Park Jong-Hwan, such a prideful person, to actually use such a method as well.

The upper hand that Qin Fen instantly seized using Butcher's fighting style of opening hostilities without declaring war crumbled completely once again by Park Jong-Hwan.

Qin Fen decided to charge into the crowd for pursuit and attack after this fruitless rush when the earth suddenly trembled! Park Jong-Hwan's shadow suddenly launched up, and a heavy kick pierced through the air, causing it to scream, as the kick smashed toward Qin Fen like an iron hammer.

Poomsae Jitae: Iron Hammer! This move, after altered by the Korean Martial God Bae Seong-Joon, was now an an extremely explosive attack. It was the Neo Iron Hammer!

This attack was originally supposed to be executed with the hand. Right now, with Park Jong-Hwan's genius mind, it was transformed into an attack of the legs, and it was sharper by a hundredfold.

Qin Fen could feel the assault of its sharp gale. His eyes squinted into a thin line, and bright light radiated from them. The ankle that was charging ahead suddenly swiveled around, driving his waist to bend and his shoulders to sway in an instant, collecting his body slightly. The classical case of the Dragon Guard, which had been unseen for many days, appeared once more!

Park Jong-Hwan was shocked as well. How was it possible for the Shaolin Arhat Fist, also known as the fitness exercise of fist forms, to be this insanely strong when executed by this man? It can actually match up with the the Neo Taekwondo renowned through the entire Federation.

At the same time, Park Jong-Hwan felt a strange feeling he couldn't describe. This feeling flooded his heart.

Park Jong-Hwan had grabbed the upper hand with the hammer kick. He was in no position to be researching how the fitness exercise of fist forms could be so vibrant and fierce. He promptly made his move, seeking to stabilize his advantage and not give Qin Fen even a sliver of chance to wrest back the key moment.

He moved out like lightning, his body akin to a red-crowned crane, as he made powerful attacks one after another. The true energy surged within his body without end in a mere breath.

A spring punch, a straight punch, a side hook, an elbow strike, a knife hand strike!

His arms flew up and down like a dragon as he unleashed moves without end, while his two legs constantly concealed a killing intent. His stance could allow him to unleash a killing move at any moment.

Not too far away, Phoenix sat upon the trunk of a large tree in silence. She watched the dangerous fight with a dark expression.

Squad Leader Hao sat hidden in a corner. His expression was heavy as well. The talent of Park Jong-Hwan shocked him. This young man couldn't compare to Qin Zhan in shocking an absolute talent, but were Park Jong-Hwan be placed in his generation, Squad Leader Hao wasn't confident in being his match.

With another Dragon Guard, Park Jong-Hwan felt that he was about to go crazy. He clearly seized the upper hand, but he wasn't able to convert even a sliver of his advantage into momentum for victory. There had to be a limit to the fitness exercise of fist forms, no matter how ferocious it was, right? Even though he faintly had an advantage, why did it feel like Qin Fen controlled the situation?

It wasn't that this was the first for Park Jong-Hwan to encounter such a situation. It was just that such situations were where he faced the Korean Martial God Bae Seong-Joon. Only in those situations could he seize the upper hand yet have the situation controlled in the hands of his opponent.

How could such a feeling appear within a fight between two four-stars? He must be mis-perceiving it!

In the instant of Park Jong-Hwan's distraction, Qin Fen suddenly unleashed Advancing the Seven Stars. He broke through Park Jong-Hwan's powerful moves in an instant, and the incomparably plain Tiger Lunge pierced the air, setting off an air current that even the naked eye could see. This powerful fist attacked straight at Park Jong-Hwan's chest!

Park Jong-Hwan, as someone worthy of being called a genius, could feel the air currents with his skin and possessed martial senses that were exceptionally sharp. His eyes, flaring with shocking lightning, soared with the glow of happiness and excitement.

Jitae! Iron Hammer!

This Iron Hammer wasn't a kick technique but rather the true and genuine fist technique.

Park Jong-Hwan was unable to break Qin Fen's Dragon Guard for a time. It was quite a headache. He had been waiting for none other than this chance to meet force with force. Neo Taekwondo needed to be combined with an internal cultivation technique to be unleashed. He hadn't been like his fellow disciples, choosing an internal cultivation technique created by Bae Seong-Joon and uniquely belonging to Neo Taekwondo. He had chosen a paleo art, the Iron Mantle, as his internal cultivation technique!

Force met with force! The Iron Hammer and the Iron Mantle was the most perfect combination! This was a power that could sweep everything away!

This was one of Park Jong-Hwan's secrets, a secret that very few people knew about!

As delight flashed with Park Jong-Hwan's eyes, he discovered that Qin Fen's eyes flashed with the same delight and excitement!

This...?

He didn't have time to speculate why this was the case. The next chance to meet force with force wouldn't necessarily come quickly. He had to seize this opportunity!

In the instant their fists were about to collide, Qin Fen let out a resonating howl from his throat. His fists suddenly became sharp palms, and a majestic aura suddenly exploded from within his body. Park Jong-Hwan's eyes, in a dazzling sight, saw Qin Fen as not a man but a wave! An enormous wave of the unbounded ocean!

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art took shape of a rotating turbine, and an unprecedented power exploded out. The speed of Qin Fen's spear-like palms increased to the limit, slipping past the Iron Hammer fist to chop upon Park Jong-Hwan's wrist joint.

Crack!

The Iron Mantle could make the bones extremely hard, but it was impossible for the Iron Mantle to perfectly protect the joints before one reached the meteor level. This was especially true against the Raging Berserker Tide after being supercharged by the turbine. The Raging Berserker Tide's might had been raised once more, leaving very few on the same level that could resist it.

The instant his wrist broke, Park Jong-Hwan immediately made the decision to retreat. His footsteps caused him to fly back like a crane as they unleashed with energy.

Qin Fen had predicted early on that Park Jong-Hwan would make this move. The Arhat Cloud Walk erupted completely under the supercharge of the turbine. He was now considerably faster than Park Jong-Hwan, and the palm strikes of his Raging Berserker Tide retained its explosive nature as he struck out.

The afterimages of palms filled the sky, and Park Jong-Hwan raised his arms to block them, but he could only block half of the attack. The rest of the attack bore upon his body like a raging tide.

If the previous Raging Berserker Tide could be described as raging tide in the ocean during high tide, then the current Raging Berserker Tide, after going through the supercharge of the turbine, was a monstrous wave! A monstrous wave that overflows the skies!

First palm, second palm, third palm! The energy and power of the Iron Mantle protecting the body was shredded to pieces. Fourth palm, five palm, sixth palm, seventh, eight, ninth, tenth, eleventh....

The iron palms exploded upon every spot of Park Jong-Hwan's body like a tide, sending him to fly a dozen meters away.

After finishing this big move, Qin Fen didn't give chase. He was a bit puzzled. The turbine supercharged Raging Berserker Tide could turn brick into tiny fragments. Why wasn't there the sound of bone breaking when several dozen palm strikes landed upon his opponent's body? There was only the sound of his opponent's two arms breaking.