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Exodus Tales
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Exodus Tales
Go rest, Hall Master! If anyone dares to challenge our sect, I will be there to fight him!
That’s right! We’ll be there to fight them!
Having seen the explosive fight, each and every one of Qin Fen’s comrades had their blood surge and boil. Their roaring voices resonated through the skies above the street.
Qin Fen really was tired. He was so tired that he lacked even the strength to open his mouth and talk. A gentle twitch of his lips was the most he could do as a response, so he simply chose to leave the scene.
Qin Fen logged out from the Sky Battle Net and found himself lying on his bed. The sheets of his entire bed were all soaked clear with sweat. The fight this time had consumed far too much of his strength.
Lying on his sweaty sheets, Qin Fen had no intention of getting up and changing the sheets. He was far too tired from the fight. Just the effort of moving a mere finger felt like an action that consumed enormous strength.
Qin Fen quietly lay in bed. His body was incapable of moving, but this didn’t prevent the activity of his mind at all. He quietly closed his eyes and began to recollect on the series of the intense fight just now. He truly needed to properly digest and settle the intense fights this time.
Qin Fen was confident that he would make great progress on his martial dao the moment he completed digesting his experiences.
Qin Fen never once forgot the request that the Vile King Zeng Yicheng made of him—to create an ultimate move.
Originally, Qin Fen didn’t have many ideas on the road to take for his ultimate move, but after experiencing the Guardian Deity Dance for himself, it was as if a bright window suddenly flashed in his mind.
Whether it was neo martial arts or paleo martial arts, the basic requirements body movement techniques and footwork all involved gentleness and smoothness. The main key was to be uncatchable and swift.
There were many unconventional aspects with the Guardian Deity Dance. This set of movement techniques was a rare type of set that was firm, fierce, and wild. It was much more firm and fierce than the many variations of Qin Fen’s Dragon Guard, and it was much wilder as well.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art was an internal art that was firm and strong. It was ultimately incapable of showing its strong points when paired with a movement technique that was swift and swaying.
The Arhat Fist’s Dragon Guard was already a technique that deviated from gentleness, but it was only a type of movement technique that in between firmness and softness. The Guardian Deity Fist, on the other hand, represented a completely opposite extreme.
Qin Fen lay quietly. The Guardian Deity Dance endlessly replayed within his mind. Occasionally, Qin Fen would mix in a bit of the movement technique of the Dragon Guard.
It went slowly, gradually. But the Dragon Guard in Qin Fen’s mind began to increase bit by bit, while the movement technique of the Guardian Deity Dance began to lessen bit by bit.
Qin Fen was in such a state for an entire hour. He hadn’t had much strength restored, but he still dragged his weary body off his bed. He slowly began to move within the room.
One couldn’t rely purely on the imagination for any martial art! One needed to endlessly use it in practice. This was the only way to discover the strong points and weak points within the martial art.
The movement techniques that Qin Fen came up with occasionally contained different tastes of the Dragon Guard and occasionally the wild Guardian Deity Dance. As his body continued to slowly move, he gradually began to feel not as tired as before. This lasted until he didn’t feel any sensation of fatigue at all. His entire body was completely immersed within.
The rest of the soldiers had logged out from the Sky Battle Net by now. They all looked at Qin Fen and his movements in complete stunned silence. His movements weren’t truly that of the Guardian Deity Dance nor truly that of the Dragon Guard. His movements were filled with the feeling of roughness and incoordination.
If this was said to be a movement technique, it was no better than the movements of a crazy drunk.
Du Peng watched Qin Fen as well. His expression gradually grew heavier the longer he observed Qin Fen.
Is Qin Fen creating a martial art?
The shock this carried was truly far too great for Du Peng!
It wasn’t impossible for a four-star martial artist to create a martial art. It was just that anyone with even an iota of self-knowledge knew that it was a waste to try when one’s martial arts foundation was not solid enough. The created product was often out of place. Though sometimes the created product might be enough to scare an opponent, such a product was impossible to use in actual combat.
Du Peng knew that Qin Fen was absolutely not the sort of person to consider himself a fool, yet he still dared to create his own martial art under these circumstances. This could only show that he truly possessed some kind of understanding or comprehension.
Du Peng looked at the battle network helmet that Qin Fen had worn before jumping off his bed. He then looked at his own battle network helmet at the head of his bed. It was a bit dusty, for he had rarely used it. A strand of determination flashed in his eyes, and he reached to put the helmet on his head.
The expressions of the other recruits were in no way lacking compared to Du Peng’s. They weren’t strong enough, but this didn’t mean that they didn’t have the common sense of knowing the importance of having a foundation. Everyone knew what Qin Fen was doing quite clearly.
It was unknown when it began, but some people had already begun sitting cross-legged, entering meditative states.
It didn’t take long for everyone, save for Zhang Xiangyang, to all enter training states.
Zhang Xiangyang rubbed his chin. He looked at Qin Fen. Then he looked at the others. His lips carried a faint and mature smile, completely incongruous with his age.
This is interesting. He dares to create a martial art even though he’s just on the four-star level. He’s also able to mobilize and spur everyone else to strive to improve themselves. His charisma is quite decent.
Two hours passed, and the true energy within Qin Fen’s body was nearly completely exhausted once more. It was impossible for him to continue maintaining this experience. He could only lie back down on his bed.
After experiencing comes understanding and comprehension.
He had only completed the very initial embryonic form of the Guardian Dragon Deity Chaotic Dance. There were many aspects that he could improve upon.
After rest, understanding and comprehension comes once more. Qin Fen entered an obsession with the likes he never had before.
Perhaps his recent fight wasn’t really much in the eyes of a true apex-level expert, but the fight was an unparalleled help for Qin Fen. It was an important cornerstone for him to become an expert. He would have never received such great gains were it not for today’s accumulation of experiences.
Qin Fen continued to experience, understand, and comprehend with his heart, body, and mind several times. The fatigue of his mind grew greater and greater until he ultimately reached the stage where he was unable to continue his experiencing, understanding, and comprehending. Only then did he completely collect this immature set of techniques that he created himself—The Guardian Dragon Deity Chaotic Dance that possessed an unlimited latent potential for growth.
He turned on his computer by habit. Qin Fen knew that anything he did would often appear as posts on the forums for discussion.
Today’s matter was no exception. Of the ten stickied threads on the top of the four-star forums, a few of them had to do with Thirty-Six Hours.
Shocking! Thirty-Six Hours reveals his firm and fierce side!
Dragon Hall! They will certainly be a power to arise abruptly in Hell City in the future!
The man who created a miracle! Thirty-Six Hours!
The mad disciple who challenged fourteen sects back-to-back in a single day: Thirty-Six Hours
A fight with everyone on the same level. One man fights against seven! Who can do it besides Thirty-Six Hours?
Explosive! An unknown side of the money-sucking vampire.
Unparalleled among four-stars! Just who in the world is Thirty-Six Hours?
The person to keep an eye out for the most in the upcoming four-star War God Arena is Thirty-Six Hours!
Two fitness exercises of fist forms. Sweeping clean an entire street. Shaming fourteen sects!
Qin Fen looked at how hot every single thread was, satisfying his vanity by a bit.
Normally, posts involving Thirty-Six Hours were never as hot and popular as today’s. He actually ruled all the top posts on the entire four-star forums.
Qin Fen casually clicked open a thread, and a video just so happened to play the final scene where he fought alone against seven experts.
As the exhibitor at the time, Qin Fen quietly looked at himself in the middle of the video. His blood boiled the same just by the atmosphere within the video.
Qin Fen put in a good effort to calm himself. He changed angled to look at the fight, carefully tasting every single detail of the fight. His mental state grew more and more serious.
So it turns out my performance in this fight wasn’t as perfect as I thought.
Qin Fen faintly talked to himself.
I still made some mistakes, and there are still some flaws. If my opponents had been just a bit stronger, the one that would have lost would have been me.
Qin Fen analyzed his fight from the beginning once more, and he suddenly gave off a cold sweat. If just one of his opponents among the seven were just a hair stronger, the conclusion to the fight would be a hundred percent different.
After analyzing the video, Qin Fen skimmed through the posts. He quickly looked at the discussion within them.
This man is far too fierce! I want to join Dragon Hall!
Dragon Hall! I also want to join Dragon Hall!
I also train in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. I want to join Dragon Hall and be his apprentice!
Qin Fen had a smile that ran from his lips to his eyes. It looked like his rashness this time hadn’t been for waste. He unexpectedly reaped a source of fame and popularity that he never imagined.
Qin Fen skimmed through a few more pages of posts and saw a few commentaries regarding the fight. Among them were posts that really did contain substance.
The commentators placed themselves on both sides of the fight. They discussed what would happen if the coordination was changed slightly, what would happen if Thirty-Six Hours had counterattacked in a proposed way, and so on…
Qin Fen nodded his head over and over as he read these posts of commentary. Everyone had a different perspective, and this always led to different discoveries. The gains he made today were far more than what he had initially imagined when he sought to reclaim Dragon Hall’s sign.
Ding dong…
The forum’s message box lit up, and Qin Fen clicked open the message box. A person he was unfamiliar with had written him something.
Hello, Dragon Hall’s Thirty-Six Hours. I have seen a video of your fight, and I feel that you are a martial artist with quite the latent potential. Dragon Hall is too small for someone like you. It is impossible for Dragon Hall to achieve something big in the fourth satellite. Even in Hell City, the chances for Dragon Hall to achieve something big are extremely low. If you want to truly grow, you can contact me.
It is at this point in this message that I need to introduce myself. I am of Even Sky Tower of Hell City, and I am located not too far from your street. I am certain you have heard of the name, Even Sky Tower, before, right? Are you interested in having your sect join with mine? I will give you a very satisfactory position. How does being vice sect master sound to you?
Qin Fen chuckled. He never thought that not only there would be several people wishing to join his sect, but there would also be people coming to propose a take-over after his fierce fight where he went all out.
Growing in the fourth satellite? Growing in Hell City? Qin Fen shook his head. He closed and deleted the message.
I have never thought about achieving something big on the battle network. That place is only a tool for me to earn money and temper my combat skills.
After deleting the message, Qin Fen suddenly recalled a different problem. What sort of organization was Even Sky Tower? The name itself sounded very formidable. It would be better to search and read up on them.
Qin Fen typed
Even Sky Tower
in the search function of the forums, and a lot of information pertaining to the organization quickly appeared.
Qin Fen casually skimmed through the information, gaining a general understanding of the organization that was Even Sky Tower. Its location was just as the message said and was much closer than he imagined. It was on the street next door.
Furthermore, practically one-third of that street was under Even Sky Tower’s domain. It was an organization with considerable scale, and the Tower Leader of the Even Sky Tower was a five-star martial artist!
The very initial level of the meteor level? Qin Fen wasn’t too surprised by this. After the spread of the video of the one-on-seven fight, there were likely very few people who still dared challenge his sect among the four-star level. Only a person with the foundation of the meteor level could send a message with such an arrogant attitude.
