The Favored Son of Heaven Chapter 290 - The Road of the Divine Beast

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

The noisy auditorium became quiet again. People looked blankly at Xue Tian, who was in the middle of the field. The Thousand Swords Break Mountains and Rivers had strength like no other. People who were not of this field could see the splendid sword skills, while people of this field would see the cold killing intent and power within the skill.

The anger in the American recruit's eyes had turned into shock. This smiling man was not just a simple seven-star martial artist, he had incredible power.

In the previous fights between the martial artists, a bare-fisted martial artist would naturally be at a disadvantage in the face with another that was armed. Even Song Wendong must admit this point, that even if one had a fight against a divine beast level martial artist, the armed party would easily have the upper hand.

Of course, ordinary weapons would not even have the worth of waste paper in the eyes of weapons with the divine beast title. Only if it was a godlike weapon that was specially made may be able to gain the upper hand.

In a battle between two seven-star martial artists, if one party was very proficient in weapons, he would often be the one to achieve the final victory.

Xue Tian, with his stroke of Thousand Swords Break Mountains and Rivers, was definitely a master of swords; anyone could see this as long as one was not blind. Within the circle of seven-star martial artists, there were perhaps only a few people that could win against him in terms of weaponry.

"The glory of the East Asia Military Region?" Xue Tian jumped out to the front of the field with a faint smile, "Not only Qin Fen is protecting it, I am protecting it too."

The plain confidence went through the microphone and flowed into the ears of everyone. Everyone realized that the East Asian recruits of this season were all powerful, not just Qin Fen alone.

Lin Ling, the woman that no one could guess how much strength she had on martial dao, had already displayed unimaginable strength in other competitions. She was the only martial artist that could really challenge Qin Fen in this competition.

Xue Tian's sword, Qin Fen's fist, and Du Peng, who was seriously injured and defeated due to a weak disadvantage, all had the strength to make the East Asia military region proud.

"Old Qin." Xue Tian walked out of the battlefield, "Going back to continue your hard training so early? That life is too boring, why not take a break?"

Qin Fen's sighed softly, his eyes showing a bitter smile toward Xue Tian. No one in this world had the talent to the extent of being able to reach a seven-star level just by practicing a few times half-heartedly.

"I plan to visit Du Peng." Qin Fen said firmly, "In today's battle, the physical wounds were not the heaviest wounds for him. I am worried…"

"As long as it is not a hard training, anything is fine…" Xue Tian dragged a long tone, "Are you really so addicted to practicing martial arts?"

Addicted? Qin Fen's face showed a happy smile. Although practicing martial arts was very hard, every time he felt a little improvement, he would be extremely happy.

Is it an addiction? Qin Fen thought about it, smiled and nodded repeatedly, as if he was really addicted. His boundless martial dao had an unspeakable appeal.

Plus? Qin Fen looked up at the figure of Song Jia which was not far from the exit. For this beauty, I need to work hard! Song Wendong, the Earth Martial God, had already issued a young martial artist order to mobilize them!

Now, during the recruit tournament, the young martial artists had given face to not challenge the military. But after the recruit tournament ends? Qin Fen's ten fingers clenched hard. I can not be defeated! Can't lose, not even once! If I lose once… my wife would be gone! 

Xue Tian looked at Qin Fen and shook his head repeatedly, "Old Qin, look at your seriousness, it seems that you are really addicted. God… I really can't imagine your lifestyle. To be honest, if you let me live your life like this, I will become crazy in three days."

Three days? Qin Fen's mouth twitched oddly. To live like Xue Tian, I won't even need three days, I estimate that I will already go crazy from the beginning.

As the crowds converged, Song Jia stared at Xue Tian oddly and evaluated him non-stop. His Thousand Swords Break Mountains and Rivers was indeed amazing.

"Beauty… don't look at me like that." Xue Tian scratched his head and avoided the eyes of Song Jia, "You already have a man, it is easy for me to misunderstand like this. Although some people say that it's okay if it's a friend's wife, but you also have to see who your friend is. Your man is Qin Fen, I don't want to be punched brutally by his fist."

Enzo Rota who usually had no expression, had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth this time. Who would have expected that there would be two different Lin Liqiangs in the world?

After the last time Qin Fen was ambushed, everyone was no stranger to the location of the hospital. They hailed two taxis and soon arrived at the hospital set up specially for the Recruit Tournament.

Quiet wards, white walls.

Xing Wuyi held a fashion magazine in his hand while leaning against the wall. He looked silently at one of the beautiful car girls.

Tick tock… tick tock… tick tock…

The sound of the infusion was incredibly soft. It was silent in the ears of ordinary people, but it couldn't escape the ears of any young martial artists entering the room.

Du Peng had long woken up from the coma. He stared straight into the white ceiling of the ward, as if he didn't see Qin Fen and the others.

Xing Wuyi closed the magazine in his hand and put his index finger in front of his lips to make a "shh" gesture.

The ward was still quiet, as if there was nobody. The air also seemed condensed at this moment.

Time slowly passed, and Du Peng's eyes that looked straight into the ceiling gradually showed hints of a self-deprecating light. His mouth smiled bitterly, and a tear fell silently from the corner of his eye to the bed.

These days, Du Peng had not stopped thinking of a way to absorb all of his brother's wealth. The energy generated by the fusion of this huge amount of wealth was far beyond anyone's imagination. It was to the extent that even in the last second before the game started, it was still impossible to completely accept the huge property.

"If…" Du Peng's voice broke the silence in the ward all of a sudden, "If I was the one who died, and my blood and true energy were sent to my brother, he should be able to digest the treasures from the collision of stimulation easily with the talent he possesses, right? Maybe he could beat Zeus Mark easily, right?"

"Yes. Very easily, and it would even be easy for him to win the final champion. He would walk toward the peak of martial dao to become the same as a divine beast. These are not difficult for Du Zhanpeng."

In the quiet ward, Xing Wuyi answered calmly. Like the sharpest knife, it pierced Du Peng's depressed heart immediately and forced it to break completely.

"Yeah, it should be like so." Du Peng's eyes swayed with crystal tears: "Why is it like this? Why wasn't I the one who died at the time? I don't seem to be qualified enough to be your brother, right? I could not even protect your last glory."

"Du Peng…"

"Qin Fen, don't tell me losing is not equal to zero. For me…" Du Peng closed his eyes slowly and squeezed the tears out from his eyes, "Losing really equals to zero."

"Then you can go and die." Xing Wuyi casually threw the magazine in his hand, "Carrying…"

"Die? No." Du Peng shook his head slowly, "I know why you guys are here. Because I am a fool, I lost. You are worried about me."

"Haha…"

Du Peng laughed lightly. The laughter caused a cough due to his physical injury. Whether it was laughter or the sound of his cough, there was endless self-deprecation.

"Ai…" Du Peng closed his eyes slowly. As Qin Fen turned and walked out of the door, Du Peng said, "Thanks."

Qin Fen stood at the door. He turned his head to look at Du Peng and replied, "Sorry, this time I was wrong."

After that, Qin Fen left the door with a smile on his face. Du Peng's progress was beyond imagination. In the past, when he encountered an obstacle, it was likely for him to walk into the end of thoughts.

Today, Du Peng was defeated in battle, but his thoughts had grown.

Sad words and self-blaming questions would become a great motivation for him to overcome obstacles and make progress on the path of becoming a martial artist.

Xue Tian left, Enzo Rota left, and Lin Liqiang left…

In the room, only Xing Wuyi was left.

Du Peng closed his eyes and his face was peaceful. He whispered to the ceiling, "Thank you."

Xing Wuyi smiled and opened the magazine in his hand as if he had not heard the thanks.

"I will get back the lost glory." Du Peng opened his eyes slowly with a shimmering light, "My qualifications are not as good as my brother, therefore I will work harder! The road of the divine beast, I will finish it, I will definitely finish it! Du Zhanpeng's legacy will be completed, I must complete the legend of Du Zhanpeng in becoming a divine beast!"

Xing Wuyi smiled again, Du Zhanpeng's words from some time in the past echoed in his ears.

"It doesn't matter if your qualification is not the best, as long as there is enough determination, you can create a miracle! Du Peng can do it! He can do it! Because he is my brother!"

"Du Zhanpeng…" Xing Wuyi walked to the window of the ward and looked up at the gradually darkening sky, "You are right, you are always right. I will see the miracle for you and create the legend step by step. "

Qin Fen left the ward without looking back. Du Peng had overcome the obstacles in his heart. There was nothing to worry about anymore. Qin Fen could go back and focus on his hard training of external true energy oscillation. The two external oscillation on the battlefield had a certain chance of success, but it had not reached its true a hundred percent oscillation success.

In face of a top martial artist like Little Dragon King Yang Lie, the incomplete true energy oscillation would only become the opening of the opponent's counterattack.

Finals? Qin Fen looked up at the sky. By fighting like this round by round, no one could guarantee that no one would break through and enter the star-class of eight stars.

"Ai," Xue Tian's hands were placed on his hips as he watched the back of Qin Fen and shook his head, "This Old Qin is really a martial artist madman, I already know by the looks of it that he is going back to practice."

"Let him go." Lin Liqiang used his eyes and peered at Song Jia, "Old Qin is different from us. The parents of his girlfriend are not the usual kind of firm. If they decide on something, even if it's the president, the old man would still kick him out."

A rush of footsteps led Xue Tian to look back curiously, "Hey, beauty of the Air Force, is there anything?"

Chapter end