The Favored Son of Heaven Chapter 393 - Insane Duplicate Mowing Down the Enemies!

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Qin Fen's Eighteen Dragons Gathering the Winds and Clouds, how outrageous? How fierce was the explosive power of eighteen streams of true energy intertwining together? Just the surging blasting force of the punch was enough to completely deform even the protective steel plate of an armored vehicle, let alone the fleshly body of a nine-star martial artist.

In his fury, Ouyang Yan's aura of power and combat skills had been pushed to the extreme at that moment. Yet, in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint, all he could do was cross his arms and take Yang Lie's bombardment head-on. This maneuver of his was already on a super-level.

Unfortunately, whether it was combat skills, will, or the comprehensive strength of their respective star-class true energy intensity, there was too big of a gap.

Ouyang Yan was just a nine-star level martial artist. He had not even achieved the peak of the nine-star level. Young Dragon King - Yang Lie, on the other hand, had already broken through the peak of the nine-star level and completed True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth, thereby entering the ten-star level. Furthermore, he had completed a short-term stabilization.

Such a gap in strength could not be compensated even when the spiritual state was at acme in the moment of fury.

Martial artists weren't Saint Seiya. They didn't have the so-called cosmo to burn which could allow an ant to bite an elephant to death.

Heart, skill, body.

Even if he could push the nine-star level to the extreme, the gap between the two was simply too big. It could not be compensated by anything.

BANG…

Ouyang Yan crashed into the ground heavily. His entire figure was covered in blood. Echoing in his mind were Yang Lie's words, "Come at me together."

Four simple words were still echoing in everyone's ear. All the martial artists of Building One twenty-two stood still at their respective places. Much to their dismay, this newcomer had only used one punch.

Ouyang Yan, who had been enjoying equity-based training for almost a year in the Outer Sacred Martial Hall, was unable to resist the powerful punch of the fresher who had just entered.

The bits and pieces of rocks that were flung into the air during the short but intense fight fell to the ground at this moment. Their crashing sound was the only sound at the scene.

Yang Lie slightly raised sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes made the nine martial artists shiver. What kind of martial strength is this?

One against nine!? The nine martial artists gawked at each other. They were left wondering if their ears were playing tricks on them. In their opinion, even if this young man was a ten-star martial artist, it was still too conceited of him to take on nine martial artists alone at once!

One vs one!? The faces of nine martial artists turned ugly just at the thought of this. Everyone was clear on how powerful that punch was. They would not be able to take it alone for sure. They would end up even more miserable than Ouyang Yan.

Looking at Yang Lie's gaze, the eyes of Building One twenty-two martial artists turned sluggish and blurry. One against nine!? Has this kid gone crazy? He is indeed strong, but one against nine!?

Even if these nine young martial artists pulled out of the Sacred Martial Hall to be young instructors of martial arts clubs, the martial arts clubs would compete with each other to hire them.

After having trained in the Sacred Martial Hall for over a year, there was simply no need to doubt their combat strength. Having the strength of nine-star at their young age was in and of itself proof of their limitless prospects.

"One against nine!? Even the legendary Young Netherworld King - Hades would not dare to make such ridiculous proclamation in his heyday. Who the hell do you think you are? Do you think you are the top expert among the eighteen years old martial artists?"

Wang Beng, who was wearing a blue martial attire, coldly derided.

"Together!? Do you think you are the hero of a movie in which you won't be killed?" Wang Yingmind, whose figure was as thin as a blade and wearing a yellow martial attire, also stepped up with a gloomy look on his face.

The other seven didn't utter a single word, but they did step forward at the same time. As senior martial artists who had entered the Sacred Martial Hall a year earlier, if they still had no courage to fight after being despised by a junior like this, they should simply pack up and leave.

Their orderly step-in was comparable to honorable guards in the army. The sharp looks in their eyes were like those of a soldier on a battlefield, standing quietly without saying anything, completely motionless! Their silent torture was creating an invisible pressure.

"You think you can defeat me!? It's out of your league." Yang Lie stood as straight as a cliff with his chin slightly raised, showing indescribable confidence. "This time, I came to Sacred Martial Hall just to see the so-called supreme martial arts of the holy land of martial arts. I hope that after I defeat you, the next person to show dominance to us is really talented."

"Alright! It seems you are eager to show dominance. Let's see whether your strength matches your arrogance of going against nine of us alone!"

Wang Beng's sudden cold voice was like a tiger's roar. His voice constantly echoed in the open space between the stairs.

Amidst the battle intent-filled Wang Beng's roar, the remaining eight young martial artists slowly stepped forward. The crackling of their bones was like a string of firecrackers exploding. Their instantaneous momentum was quite shocking.

Wang Beng, Zhang Yingming and the other eight people were all nine-star martial artists! If they were present during that intense battle by the beach that day, they would have been counted as experts.

The furious hostility showed by the nine people at the same time was concentrated entirely on Yang Lie. It was also a kind of invisible pressure, enough to cause a ten-star martial artist to feel timid.

Under normal circumstances, even an adult male would be horrified if he was stared at by nine high school students with bad intentions. When the number of people reached a certain level, it was enough to cause a qualitative change!

BOOM!

There was a soft asphalt road underneath Yang Lie's feet. The moment the nine young martial artists released their strength, the asphalt road underneath his feet was as if it had been smashed by a road roller. The bits and pieces of rock started jumping immediately.

As the instinctive reaction of a martial artist, the asphalt road was pressed several times.

The hostility of nine young martial artists mixed with their anger was too fierce. Yang Lie's spirit kept on rising. The true energy in his body was running at a high speed, like a motorcycle gang.

"Cool! It's so cool! So, one against many feels like this! I finally know what Qin Fen felt during that fight that day!"

Feeling the hostility crashing on him like sea waves, Yang Lie's spirit was pushed to another level. At the same time, he felt an indescribable comfort. That smoldering battle intent in his heart was set ablaze in the blink of an eye.

This was no longer a boring battle!

"The boring battle has finally disappeared."

Yang Lie's strength had been climbing like a rocket since he had started practicing with Qin Fen. He was mowing down everything obstacle in his path, finally finishing the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth and becoming a ten-star martial artist; reaching a level that only a few in each generation could achieve at such a young age.

Such rapid progress had even dazed and stunned Yang Lie. A ten-star martial artist who had completed True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth should be very strong, but when looking at Qin Fen, it seemed like nothing.

Is a ten-star martial artist with True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth really a powerhouse at this age? Yang Lie's words had infuriated the nine martial artists who had been studying in the Sacred Martial Hall for a year. It was also a test; a test to see how strong he had become after having been with Qin Fen recently.

The atmosphere had grown tense.

Nine young martial artists were staring at Yang Lie with a deadly look in their eyes; each one having the same curious thoughts running in their heads.

"This kid from outside can remain so calm even when facing the joint hostility of us nine people. Even if we forget his star-class, just his rock-solid martial will is praiseworthy. Even if Young Netherworld King - Hades had come here, how long could he last under our joint attack? We have been studying in the Sacred Martial Hall for a year, we aren't some gangsters who have learned martial arts in some martial arts club found on streets!"

With nine against one, Wang Beng and others were also embarrassed to attack first.

"Aren't you going to attack?" Sensing the hostility of nine people, Yang Lie suddenly opened his mouth, "Are you still going to put on airs?"

Hearing this, the corner of Wang Beng and his friends' lips twitched a bit. Their spirit was deadly and locked on to Yang Lie. They were secretly taken aback. Where did this kid come from? How can he spare some effort to talk even when he is locked on by all nine of us? Is he better than Young Netherworld King - Hades and Shangguan Chuanqi?

"You have been studying in the Sacred Martial Hall for a year and yet you haven't even reached the nine-star level, let alone True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth." Yang Lie spoke in neither a fast nor slow manner. With his knees slightly bent, he lifted his arms, taking the stance of Dragon Cannon. "I haven't even entered Sacred Martial Hall, yet I have completed True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth. Maybe you think that, even though I am at the ten-star level, I won't progress that much in the future, right? If you despise me because of this, then, you are wrong. Let me tell you a secret."

Wang Beng curiously stared at Yang Lie. This strange stance is obviously a self-created boxing technique, but why does it ring warning bells? It's as if I am no longer facing a human but a large caliber cannon. I can't even see a single flaw!?

"When someone has completed True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth, it often determines the future martial dao of a martial artist. My secret is…" Yang Lie pursed his lips. "Thirty-four minutes and twenty seconds! Thirty-four minutes and twenty seconds after I had completed True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth, I joined the ranks of ten-star martial artists. Now, it has already been a while since I had entered…"

"Attack!"

Wang Beng didn't give Yang Lie any more opportunity to continue talking. He shouted suddenly, and all nine pounced at Yang Lie, using different movement techniques.

I can't count on my identity anymore! Every time Yang Lie said a word, his aura of power elevated by a level! In contrast, when everyone heard of that amazing feat, if he was allowed to talk any longer and say something else, presumably, everyone would surrender without a fight.

The fine hair on Yang Lie's body stood erect. Meanwhile, he felt as if cold air was blowing on several of the vital locations on his body! Over the past few days, he had learned to feel the various undercurrents flowing at the bottom of the sea while training with Qin Fen. When the nine martial artists were still planning to move, he was the first to feel where they wanted to attack.

"Well done!"

Suddenly, Yang Lie lowered his body, once more. With his left foot rooted like a tree, he quickly lifted his right foot and stomped the ground, like the long pile fired from a pile driver. Just as his body vibrated along with the ground, he fired a straight from the inside of his right arm to outside with his left arm!

The nearby Huang Fengwan was secretly surprised when he felt the tremor from the ground. From where in hell did this freshman come from? If I felt that step with my eyes closed, I would rather believe that it was the recoil from a large-caliber gun than an eighteen-year-old martial artist.

Yang Lie's clothes flapped against the wind like a flag amidst a typhoon. The flow of air before him seemed to have formed a faint casing of air. Yang Lie was like a Jungle Ranger as he welcomed the oncoming Zhang Yingming and the others.

Yang Lie decided to seize the momentum!

Yang Lie's sudden acceleration had destroyed all the presumptions of the nine as he fused the essence of the third movement of Martial Emperor Dragon Fists - Dragon Cannon with Hong Quan - Soaring Canon!

As the user of Dragon Fist, Yang Lie admired Qin Fen even more so than the other young men. Although he was still following his own martial dao in martial arts, he had started to use combat moves and skills from Qin Fen!

The basis of this move was taking the dragon body as the cannon and dragon core as the shell! As such, Yang Lie took his arm and body as the body of the dragon and the True Qi infused into his blood as the dragon core!

Yang Lie's punch was like the big bang explosion! The air around him churned with a dragon roar! How could Zhang Yingming have expected that Yang Lie's next course of action would be even fiercer and sinistrous than before! Zhang Yingming turned his body like a gyro with lightning-fast speed as he moved his arms in a circle in front of his body at the same time!

Overcoming hardness with softness, and softness with hardness!? At this moment, Zhang Yingming didn't have the time to care about many things. Ouyang Yan had already proven that dealing with Yang Lie in a head-on manner was a one-way ticket to hell. First, I will use the rotational power to mitigate a bit of his strength, perhaps… not good!

At first, Zhang Yingming had planned to hold Yang Lie's Dragon Cannon wrist, hoping that holding that place might mitigate more of his strength. But much to his dismay, Yang Lie's speed was simply too fast. Zhang Yingming's palm was blown away the moment it came into contact with Yang Lie's fist.

Dragon Cannon: it was a move originally created by Qin Fen to launch a surprise attack before the start of a fight!

After having absorbed the experience of fighting a hundred men, this Dragon Cannon was created for the purpose of a sudden and violent raid amidst an army of thousand men. It took the combat skills of the enemy's general into consideration and changed the speed accordingly. How could these nine-star martial artists calculate it? Even if Yang Lie could not display the essence of the Dragon Cannon entirely, it was still more than enough to deal with these people.

The moment Yang Lie's fist came in contact with Zhang Yingming's palm, Zhang Yingming felt as if his palm had been struck by lightning itself. That fierce explosive force numbed his entire palm in the blink of an eye. The true energy attached to his palm had already vanished into thin air. Even funnier was that overcoming hardness with softness was like a mantis trying to stop a car.

Crack… crack…

Zhang Yingming's arm and the bones at his back broke into pieces. He felt like he had been hit by a speeding car.

The other eight martial artists also came around at this time. Wang Beng took a half step and with the force from his waist, he propelled his arm straight at Yang Lie's forehead, using the move from Tai Chi, Hammer Throw. If this fist was truly solid, even an iron golem would be deformed by this hammer.

Someone who had practiced in the holy land of martial arts, the Sacred Martial Hall, for a year, could absolutely not be trash! Yang Lie's peerless aura of power forced Wang Beng to reached a state that he had only understood before but was unable to enter.

Feeling the pressure from all sides, the sharp gleam in Yang Lie's eyes rose to another level. He was drunk in joy from the bottom of his heart! The most amazing part of this Waist Throw was the pressure it gave from all direction, it was an excellent example of an attack with the harmonization of heart, body, and skill!

Good! Good! Good!

Yang Lie planted his feet on the ground as his left arm turned soft and right arm hard. Immediately, two different dragon roars resounded around him.

Yin and Yang Limitless Twin Dragons!

The two dragons circled and rose about like clouds in a storm. His arms tore through the air, giving rise to gales. His arms were like dragons making rain and wind; their sharp dragon roars resounded continuously.

Young Dragon King - Yang Lie had learned completely from Qin Fen, he was practically a copy of Qin Fen!

BANG!

Hammer Throw and Dragon Ficking its Tail crashed just half a foot away from Yang Lie's head on the right side. And Wang Beng, who took the blow, had a series of sounds of joints popping resound from his body. The blood and qi in his chest were in turmoil; blood even spurted out of his nose. His tooted feet immediately turned soft like duckweed. He retreated, but his feet could not keep up with the speed and as such, he fell back on the ground.

"I can't even take a hit!?"

Just as this thought flashed in Wang Beng's mind, he fell back on the ground and rolled a dozen times before coming to a stop. Only at the moment he fought Yang Lie did he discovered that Yang Lie had not even used the strength of ten-star level, but rather nine-star level strength just like them. He was struck at the most vulnerable point of Hammer Throw, which had blown away the entire true energy and strength in his entire body.

"Even under the pressure from all directions, he was still able to find the opponent's weakness? Is this kid still human?" Wang Beng was shaken to the core. Watching Yang Lie in an intense fight, he could only say a single word.

In the fight with one against seven, Yang Lie had suppressed his strength at the peak of eight-star level, which was a level lower than his opponents, yet he was occupying the advantage.

The scuffle between the eight shook the ground and the mountains! Not only did the asphalt roads collapse where they were stepped upon, but they also continuously cracked a little farther from the location. Countless fragments even flew to the height of half a feet from the shocks.

These seven people were nine-star martial artists who had practiced in the Sacred Martial Hall for an entire year. As such, under the pressure and anger, their potential was stimulated. The true energy on their kicks and punches burst forth with stronger destructive power.

If it was any other ten-star martial artists under siege, perhaps they would have been seriously injured. But Young Dragon King - Yang Lie had been practicing with Qin Fen for many days. He admired Qin Fen very much and used Qin Fen's unique Martial Emperor Dragon Fists once more.

In just a short span of few seconds, a fierce barrage of Yang Lie's kicks, punches, and palm rained down on the seven martial artists. The seven martial artists were sent flying, one after another, just like Wang Beng and Zhang Yingming. Not only were their shoulder bones broken, their ribs and abdomen also took heavy hits.

The intense battle was over in the blink of an eye. Only Young Dragon King - Yang Lie was left standing. He let out a long cry of joy at the sky, and a momentum of a dragon soaring in the sky broke out from his body.

His bare body and the solid muscles glistened with an appealing luster, just like the Dragon King in a temple.

His aura of power was peerless!

One against nine, and he won! Furthermore, in such a clean and clearcut manner! What's more, he had not even employed the strength of the ten-star level! And more importantly, he fought with great ease while enjoying it!

"Awesome!"

The young martial artists in Qin Fen's room could not help but applaud.

Yang Lie looked up and raised his thumb; there was a brilliant smile on his face. At the same time, he was pleasantly surprised by the fact that his strength had actually reached such a terrifying level.

After the battle at the beach and the exchange of pointers with Qin Fen, Yang Lie's strength could not be said to be improved but rather the accurate description should be that it had sublimated and transformed!

Once someone's martial dao had undergone a great sublimation, he or she would undergo a great transformation, like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon! His or her realm of martial dao would be greatly improved!

Everyone's strength was the same because everyone had been criticized by Qin Fen. Only they themselves didn't know how strong they were. Only when someone went to fight alone would the difference be shown.

"This…"

Sakra Azia, who was looking at the live video playing at the screen, was slightly taken aback for a moment. According to Bai Sheng's introductions, this young man wasn't even able to ring the fog bell, yet he is actually this strong!?

While the experts recognize the artistry, the layman simply enjoys the show!

As someone who could become the head of a department, Sakra Azia's strength was at that level. He was an expert among experts. Whatever Young Dragon King - Yang Lie did, he couldn't be anymore clearer than anyone.

It wasn't an exaggeration. One against nine!? I'm afraid that even a ten-star martial artist would be at a disadvantage against those nine-star martial artists.

"His strength isn't in contrast with his realm! His combat experience is extremely rich." Sakra Azia slightly nodded. "Currently, this kid is only taking time, that's all."

"Cool!" Yang Lie was shaking. He looked up at the Qin Fen on the sixth floor. If I hadn't met Qin Fen, perhaps it would've been difficult for me to even win a one-on-one!?

Horses able to gallop one thousand li are common, but a Bo Le is rare! Remembering the old Chinese saying, Yang Lie nodded again and again. I would not be this ridiculously strong if it was not for Qin Fen. All of them were martial artists who had trained in the Sacred Martial Hall, the holy land of martial arts, for an entire year!

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