Translator:
Exodus Tales
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Exodus Tales
The corner of Kyokushin Genichi’s mouth twitched a few times, and the corner of his eyes revealed an extremely faint smile. It was like he was both approving of yet also looking down upon Qin Fen.
His subordinate was right behind him, slowly walking into the room.
Did you bring money this time, fat pig?
Zha Can, who had been refined and courteous all this time, suddenly opened his mouth and spoke these words, startling everyone. He had actually called Okamoto Takeshi a fat pig in such a public setting? This was truly the most undisguised challenge of all.
Impolite trash, what did you say?
Okamoto Takeshi’s expression darkened. With his hundred and eighty centimeters or so height, he towered and looked down upon Zha Can. The flesh of his entire body was gently throbbing.
The difference between the two men’s builds was far too great. It was as if Okamoto Takeshi didn’t need to use any combat techniques at all. He just needed to lean with his body, and he would be able to squash Zha Can completely flat.
Fat pig.
Zha Can’s eyebrows shot up slightly. He looked up toward Okamoto Takeshi with slanted eyes.
In my eyes, you are nothing more than a pile of fat. If you aren’t a fat pig, then what are you?
You are looking to die!
Okamoto Takeshi’s eyes opened wide. His two thick eyebrows furrowed together in anger. The fat beneath his skin was akin to the water of a river, quickly wiggling and converging together. These two arms expanded greatly in size and the Great Monument Breaking Hand brought with it the sound of the air being pierced as he slapped towards Zha Can. He enveloped Zha Can’s entire body under the cover of his palm.
Zha Can gave Qin Fen a glance. A provocative gaze flashed by, and he lifted a leg to give a simple step. The azure brick of the floor turned to dust.
With a shake of his shoulders, a Firm Elbow pierced the air! The air rang with the piercing sound of sandpaper rubbing ground, as he rammed into the thick stomach of Okamoto Takeshi.
The speed of the Great Monument Breaking Hand didn’t lessen at all. Okamoto Takeshi’s eyes were filled with an evil grin. His Cotton Belly could seize even the kicks of Neo Taekwondo. He was in no way scared of Zha Can’s Firm Elbow. Actually, it was great! Okamoto Takeshi was scared that Zha Can would run, but this way his Cotton Belly could capture Zha Can’s elbow, and Okamoto Takeshi could slap him to death!
Zha Can’s elbow collided into Okamoto Takeshi’s Cotton Belly. The corners of his lips lifted up into a faint smile, just like with Okamoto Takeshi. His entire elbow was just like a drill bit as it dug into the Cotton Belly. A faint left turn of his shoulders and his arm was just like an elephant twisting its head around along with its tusks.
This was the Paleo Muay Thai’s Gnashing Tusk of the War Elephant!
The might of the Great Monument Breaking Hand suddenly lessened. Okamoto Takeshi’s five sensory organs contorted together. His thick tongue pressed to open his clenched teeth, and his two legs slowly bent toward the ground in kneeling.
Instant victory!
Practically everyone present was stupefied. Okamoto Takeshi, who possessed incomparable might, had actually been defeated in an instant by Zha Can, who appeared unremarkable?
Boom…
Two hundred and eighty kilograms of body mass heavily fell to the ground. The fat on Okamoto Takeshi’s body vibrated without end. The natural defenses that he was so intensely proud of had been not even as useful as tissue paper in front of the Zha Can.
Kyokushin Genichi, who had his hands folded across his chest, didn’t even raise an eyebrow. The faint emotion of joy flickered in his eyes. It seemed that he felt not even a hint of fury, even though his fellow countryman had suffered a humiliating defeat.
Du Peng, who sat on his bed all this time, had his eyes radiate with the desire to do battle; he was eager to fight. He slowly jumped off his bed.
Zha Can squatted down with his body and rummaged around Okamoto Takeshi’s body. He found a black wallet and took out all of its bills and asked,
Is this enough? If it is not enough, I will go take some from another…
Kyokushin Genichi gently warmed up his shoulders. Clearly, he was none other than the target of Zha Can’s words.
Qin Fen gave a faint nod.
The money is enough, it’s just that…
It’s just that what?
It’s just that…
Qin Fen pointed at Okamoto Takeshi who lay to the side of Zha Can’s foot.
I have already agreed to fight with him. How can you fight with me, if I have yet to fight with him?
Before Qin Fen’s voice could finish the words, Okamoto Takeshi, who lay on the ground in pain, suddenly let out the roar of a bull. His thick palm grabbed onto Zha Can’s left ankle.
This practitioner of Neo sumo suddenly had his aura transform greatly. His two eyes, normally not very frightening, were now scarlet red, and a layer of black hair, half an inch thick, had actually grown atop his fair and white skin.
Such a transformation was enormous, causing all the recruits who watched to be stupefied.
Zha Can was a bit shocked as well. What sort of martial art had caused this transformation? Could it be that his power had gone berserk? The grand aura instantly exceeded five-star strength. Had he actually reached the six-star level?
The tip of Qin Fen’s foot quickly made a turn as he extended his arms to pull the recruits on the two sides of him back in retreat. His eyes flickered with the answer he’d had long since speculated.
Biochemical beast. Level one fusion…
His words were simple, but they caused incomparable astonishment when heard by the ears of the recruits.
All the recruits looked at Okamoto Takeshi, who had gone berserk. They secretly asked themselves in their hearts, just what in the world was going on today? First, three young experts had come to challenge Qin Fen, and now there was even a person who brought out an expensive biochemical beast?
What soared in Zha Can’s eyes wasn’t the glow of fear but the glow of extreme excitement when he heard Qin Fen’s answer. When faced with Okamoto Takeshi’s hairy and solid arm, he drew his neck back and used his right foot to push off the ground, causing his entire body to fly up. He raised his right leg and his knee violently pulled upward. This lift of the leg was just like he was simply throwing the knee upward. His calf immediately pulled, appearing quite like a fully drawn bow releasing and arrow. The shot came screaming as it was shot out from his chest, and it pierced through Okamoto Takeshi’s fist. The foot heavily kicked Okamoto Takeshi in the lower jaw.
Origin Move of Paleo Muay Thai: God Shoots an Arrow!
Okamoto Takeshi’s enormous body halted once more. The sound of bone fracturing rang out from his lower jaw. It was truly as if a demon king from a legend had been shot by a god.
Zha Can used the opposing force to wrest his ankle away from Okamoto Takeshi’s grasp. The instant the soles of his feet plastered on the ground ground, he stomped the ground to soar high into the air once again. His entire body was completely extended and open, his right leg struck out with the whip kick, causing the air to pop. It was the same sound produced by a car that continued to drive with a flat tire.
The firm and fierce power nearly reached the ultimate peak of four-star. It was as if it was merely a fine line of distance to breakthrough to five-star.
Neo Muay Thai was firm and fierce during training, and when actually used in combat, it was known as number one under the heavens in terms of firmness and ferocity.
Though it was known as this and couldn’t be truly calculated, it still received the approval of quite a few people.
When the recruits saw this kick, they were so shocked that their flesh jumped. Even a stone pillar could be destroyed if struck by this kick, right?
Okamoto Takeshi had yet to utilize his biochemical beast when he endured the elbow strike. The strike had indeed been extremely heavy. He had just barely utilized his biochemical beasts to evoke his combat power once more. But before his brain could become completely clear, Zha Can’s strike of God Shoots an Arrow had struck his lower jaw. It sent his brain deeper into murkiness.
Before he could completely recover, Zha Can’s right leg, which was truly akin to the tail of an alligator, lashed heavily upon his skull. The two hundred and eighty kilograms of body mass left the ground momentarily before heavily smashing back down. The black hair that grew from his skin quickly retracted back into his body.
The activated biochemical beast turned off for the time being with its host completely going unconscious.
The recruits all stared wide-eyed and stupefied at the scene before their eyes. Zha Can actually instantly eliminated a young expert of Neo Sumo who had triggered his biochemical beast.
A fat pig is a fat pig.
Zha Can shot a very disdainful glance at the Okamoto Takeshi beneath his foot.
It is an absolute insult for the biochemical beast for you to be using it.
At this moment, even Kyokushin Genichi had his expression changed to caution. The desire to do battle within his eyes grew denser, and his two feet slowly pulled apart to two sides. His toes buckled into the ground.
Du Peng walked to Qin Fen’s side.
You’re the one who defeated Park Jong-Hwan. This time it should be my turn to fight.
You?
Zha Can smile didn’t contain the disdain that he had previously.
You’re not bad, but being not bad is all you are. You have enough strength to spare to fight that fat pig, but not strong enough to fight me. If you really want to fight, then wait for me to finish fighting Qin Fen. I will accept your challenge.
Oh really?
Du Peng twisted his shoulders. A wave of bones clashing rang out from the movements.
I am very scared. I’m very scared you will be sent to the hospital in your fight with Qin Fen. I’m scared I won’t even have the chance to fight you.
Zha Can’s smile was very arrogant. He turned and walked toward the exit.
That won’t happen. You will certainly have the chance to experience the most firm and fierce Neo Muay Thai under the heavens. Qin Fen, the space here is all right for fighting the fat pig. However, the space here is too small if you and I are to fight. I will be waiting for you outside.
The spacious area outside the living quarters.
Qin Fen stood silently. His body wasn’t releasing an aura that felt extremely invasive like Zha Can’s. His entire mind appeared to be quite relaxed and loose. His two arms naturally fell to the side like curtains that had no power flowing through them at all. This illustrated a sort of special relaxed and peaceful state.
Zha Can stared at Qin Fen in a very bizarre manner. Such an aura somewhat reached the bearing of masters from legend. It was just that Qin Fen was merely a four-star young martial artist. How was it possible for him to have reached the realm of a master? This man really was taking posturing too far, seeking to pretend to be some great master.
The more Zha Can looked at Qin Fen the more he disliked him, and the more he felt as if he was a tiny little cub in the face of his opponent. His tyrannical and savage aura was naturally suppressed by the calmness of his opponent in this momentum.
Qin Fen noticed something. The veins on Zha Can’s fists bulged out one by one. His two fists looked as if they were painted in greenish-black paint.
Zha Can felt incapable of continuing to be on the receiving end of Qin Fen’s calm gaze. His two legs gently split apart. He didn’t use the triangle step’s solo hanging horse style that a Neo Muay Thai fighter most commonly used. Instead, he chose to use a more profound auxiliary boxing step — Tiger Stride.
At this moment, quite a few of the spectating recruits could all feel something. It was as if Qin Fen faced not a human Zha Can, but rather a tiger that wore the skin of a human.
Qin Fen also pulled his limbs into a fighting stance. It hadn’t been long ago since he faced an enemy who used a biochemical beast to engage in combat. He could only rely on his weapons to score a victory back then. Today, he encountered an opponent who could use his fists and kicks to surpass and defeat his enemy. The opponent he defeated was worth much more than defeating an ordinary five-star martial artist.
This was a fight between two young recruits that were apex level four-star martial artists. Nobody needed to help them out by yelling to begin the fight. Their auras clashed, and in this instant, the fight had already begun.
The instant their aura clashed, the complexions of Kyokushin Genichi and Du Peng turned extremely cautious.
Zha Can instantly became a total incarnation of a wild and fierce tiger. His front leg strode forward, covering a distance of approximately seventy-five centimeters. At the same time, his right hand fiercely sweep upward, and his hip twisted forward near-simultaneously, bringing his body to charge forward. His back leg spurred on, and it lashed out with a scream akin to a typhoon.
