The Favored Son of Heaven Chapter 434 - Searching for the Limits of Martial Dao in the Desert

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

The golden sand collapsed slowly and a series of explosions broke through the thick sand. Five special soldiers watched the changes of the earth quietly. Before that, they were on the wide flat sand when a huge vortex formed at the center. The sand was golden under the light of the sun and they sank slowly toward the middle.

Occasionally, several air currents broke through the sand. It pushed the sand into the sky and it almost felt like a tourist attraction.

Destroyed, in just a blink of an eye. A huge and sturdy insect martial artists' base was actually destroyed in the hands of a person.

Jessica Wehr's beautiful blue eyes were full of shock. No wonder the Federation has many incomprehensible major offers for the fifteen star-class martial artists. Fourteen and fifteen-star classes were only one level apart yet the difference was like heaven and earth.

A blast of wind blew past, and the golden sand was stirred up and many of the sand flew more than a few dozen meters away.

Jessica Wehr looked at the calm Qin Fen secretly. If the martial artists of the fifteen-star class were all monsters, then this young colonel would be a monster among the monsters!

In the face of such a base with strong attack and defense, even for a fifteen-star class martial artist, to complete this would also be very difficult or even impossible.

However, with Qin Fen using a variety of combat tools, this battle which was supposed to be extremely bloody had become a stage to showcase his talents.

The huge transporter had turned over the Super Mirage fighter, a Red Lotus Phantom had swept an array of missile launchers and dozens of mobile armors. This was a war machine. Other fifteen-star class strength martial artists were not as fierce as this.

Such a fifteen-star class… unparalleled in the Federation! J essica Wehr looked at Qin Fen quietly, the sight of him was suddenly a little blinding to her. This young colonel had a promising future!

Qin Fen looked up at the hot sun and the dry hot wind blew his black hair gently. He said with a calm voice. "Call support."

Jessica Wehr was shocked for a moment before she turned on the super small computer that she carried with her quickly. She sent the information and positioning system to the military headquarters quickly.

Three hours later, a plane that could rise and land vertically appeared in front of everyone.

The ship door opened and a camouflaged middle-aged soldier laughed and rushed toward the six people with his thumbs up and said, "Ladies! Congratulations! It was a much faster time than we anticipated."

Lu Han and Lu Chu looked at each other with a bitter smile. With a captain commander like Qin Fen, it was like a wild beast in the frontlines had smashed all the enemies that blocked in front and turned them into a clump. It would be very difficult even if they wanted to finish the task later.

"Get in!" The soldiers yelled at the top of their lungs. They tried to overcome the roar from the plane as their body hid into the aircraft cabin.

Lu Han and four other people boarded the plane and suddenly found that their team commander Qin Fen did not appear on the plane. They looked back and looked at the bottom of the plane curiously at their captain.

Qin Fen turned back to look at the endless desert, "You guys go first, I want to walk around here."

Walk around here? In the Sahara Desert? The eyes of Luhan and the other four were baffled. There were indeed many people in the world who like to walk across the big desert and then talk about what they had conquered, but they were all fully prepared with a variety of instruments and had plenty of reserves.

The commander in front of him obviously had a temporary enthusiasm and wanted to walk in the desert by foot.

Even if he was a fifteen-star martial artist, it's not easy to get out of the Sahara desert without any supplies or reserves.

During the day, the temperature here would be hot, but at night, it would be as cold as a glacier. The power of nature was still a huge natural obstacle for a fifteen-star class martial artist. If one was not cautious, their bones would be buried in the desert.

"Just go." Qin Fen waved his hand. He looked up at the dust and sand that was stirred up in the distance, "The millions-of-years-old desert, it is a place rich with history. I want to feel it, its real existence."

The five people looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Qin Fen was the highest commander here and his words were all commands.

After he watched the plane take off quickly and disappear into the sky, Qin Fen looked at the large golden sand dunes slowly and calmly, "I never relaxed from martial dao this year, the two months in the Secret Art Pavilion had filled me with a lot of martial dao foundation, yet the speed of my martial dao had not been as fast as it was initially. The explosion period had yet to end and my martial dao advancement speed had begun to slow without anyone else seeing it…"

Before he even flew into the Sahara Desert from the sky, Qin Fen had already known the reason for his stagnation in martial dao. It was the experience. His life experience was not enough and the Secret Art Pavilion allowed him to be limited in "Wu" in terms of time but not in terms of the world of martial dao.

The notes of each martial artist had lead Qin Fen to broaden his vision and add depth to his foundation. However, at the same time, some of the dust in the martial artists' notes also contaminated Qin Fen's martial dao heart.

This kind of contamination was completely obscured by the vastness of the aura of power. If he did not fly in the sky above the Sahara, he would have been unknowingly affected and lost the best time to train the heart of martial dao and ended up only becoming a martial dao master. It would've been hopeless for him to become a grandmaster.

Qin Fen recalled the countless classic books he had read over the past year. Although he had merged all of them together and transformed them into his own martial dao, it would not have been unusual for him to be confused by these dazzling martial arts techniques all this while.

Fortunately, not long ago before the air raid on the base, during the period of time when he flew at the ultrlow altitude in the desert at a dangerous speed, hitting a wrong area that he had never seen before.

In the vast desert, millions of years felt like a day… what kind of impression was this?

Who in the world could produce immortality? Even if you were a real genius, how would one be able to face the impact of time?

What was the spirit of millions of years of history? Qin Fen closed his eyes as he felt everything around him slowly. Divine dao took the heavy road of aura of power. The Sahara Desert stood for millions of years. How could the genius seniors of those martial dao classic books compare to it?

Combine the millions of years old heart of the desert and the gods into the martial dao fists! Qin Fen's heart dispelled the clouds and saw the sun that swept away the dust that clouded this awareness.

In an instant, Qin Fen's body, true energy, flesh, and blood seemed to have truly blended together for the first time. His spirit, vitality, and ideas also softened together.

The internal and external were all integrated! Qin Fen's eyes opened suddenly. After a year of confused understanding, he discovered the solution suddenly! His mind was as clear as the bright skies after the rain. [1].

It was not fully comprehension but rather a feeling. The feeling of both the body and the heart at the same time! Qin Fen smiled. This feeling was still far from enough. It would take some time to understand truly the glory of the Sahara.

Walk with the body, observe with your eyes, feel with your heart! Understand the glory the Sahara had for millions of years.

To really communicate with it and become a part of it…. only then I can understand, absorb and integrate fully.

Now? Qin Fen had found and pushed the door open but he had not really stepped into it yet to find the glory that would truly upgrade him.

The marriage proposal! I must go! However, after seeing Wu Zun's palm, Qin Fen knew that solely having the aura of power that goes forward would not make Song Wendong approve him.

With the improvement of his strength and the broadening of his horizons, Qin Fen had become more and more aware of what Song Wendong thinks. The choice of his granddaughter-in-law outside of his plan was considered a challenge to his authority.

After he was disqualified, he was forced to send all the other candidates to the hospital. This was already a challenge to the glory and majesty of the divine beast.

What are the divine beasts martial artists? An almighty existence! A fledgling boy touched the scales of the divine beast martial artist, like a lone wolf walking alone in the wilderness rushing into the territory of a group of lions.

In the face of such a situation, how could the lion not be angry?

Proposing marriage was just an attitude. Qin Fen expressed the attitude to Qilin that he would never give up. However, just attitude was not enough. Even if his strength at this age was not enough.

Strength! In the face of the divine beasts martial artist, if there was not enough strength, one would only dream of getting his approval.

Qin Fen was very grateful toward Snake King for this mission. He was able to see the vast desert. Millions of years worth of history of the desert, it would not be an easy task to fully understand it.

The winds and sands that never stopped in the desert raised once more. Qin Fen closed his eyes gently. The recruit military camp squad leader Hao, Gun King and the several drill instructors, the once aurstunned Pujia brothers, opponents from Neo Muay Thai, the day of the golden triangle murders, the passion of saving on a deserted island, Du Zhanpeng's deep love for his brother, and the face and events of the various martial artists were like a long axis of painting and it unfolded constantly in his mind.

After a long time, Qin Fen opened his eyes slowly. He did not know when he had been buried completely by the yellow sand. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale the soul of the desert into his lungs and his blood and true energy rolled and tumbled. They were buried into the body that was covered by sand, as if they were insects filled with life, they receded to both sides slowly.

They were not fast in falling back, but the rhythm was very good. Little by little, each sand particle had become visible to his naked eye.

The sand scattered. Qin Fen's body shook slightly, and the dust and dirt on his body floated into the air, as it not only shook the dust away from his body but the martial dao dust that was deep in his bone marrow shook into the air. His whole body was free and his spirit was extremely refreshed and comfortable.

The sky had already turned dark, the hot air unknowingly becoming a wind knife that felt like it could cut through the body.

Such was the temperament of the desert. During the day, it was as passionate as fire and it could be used to cook everything. At night, it was a cold black widow who could freeze everything.

These were two completely different temperaments similar to the yin and yang of martial dao, yet it combined with each other perfectly. This was the other side of the desert. It also had millions of years worth of history different from the history of its daytime and spirit entirely.

Qin Fen walked in the desert where the wind was blowing. He was barefoot and he felt the cold sand with his feet. Only when he was close to the desert could he further understand it and comprehend it.

The wind was getting stronger, the temperature of the air decreasing constantly. A few clouds floated overhead.

It was not that the desert does not rain; the sand does not have the function of preserving water. During the daytime, it would be evaporated by the hot sun immediately.

The rain at night was not actual rain. The temperature below zero turned the raindrops into hail. The small ones were only the size of the rice grains but the big ones were the size of dumplings.

The wind continued to blow as Qin Fen walked quietly. His speed was not fast yet his pace was full of stability, as he did not attempt to rush to escape the desert early.

Two days later, Qin Fen encountered his first oasis in the desert.

This oasis was a small area. There was a clear small lake in the center. He knelt down and looked at the reflection in the water.

In two days, Qin Fen did not use his true energy to lock in water, nor did he use martial arts to control his metabolism.

Everything returned to how ordinary people were like. Only by standing at the point of origin could he really see the road ahead. Only by not using martial dao could he return to his real origin, only then could he see the problem in his martial dao.

Also only when he returned to the original point could get in touch with nature, then he could contact nature naturally to read and understand it.

He put out his dry tongue and gently lick his lips that have been chapped due to the lack of water. He felt a tingling that he had never felt before.

With both hands, he cupped the water and poured it down his throat, a trace of sweetness spread throughout his taste buds. Qin Fen closed his eyes and felt the clear water go down his throat into his body.

His body was like a tree that had dried up and the sudden encounter of moisture from the rain had led his body to become alive! That was not the resurrection of bodily functions, but the resurrection of a life aura!

Every organ in the body actually had its own emotions, but he had never really felt it before.

Qin Fen took another sip of clear water, then he laid down quietly on the green ground while he enjoyed the sun and felt everything in the sand.

Here was the desert: ferocious, ruthless. Here was an oasis, a reflection of the tenderness of the desert.

The ruthlessness of the desert was firm and fierce. The tenderness of the desert was like water, it was the aura of firmness and softness of the desert. More often than not, people would be obsessed with the desert's firm and fierce and miss its tenderness.

Ruthlessness included death and tenderness bred life.

Qin Fen gasped a mouthful of dry air, and as it came in contact with his freshly moist mouth, there was a special experience that he had never experienced before.

He made some adjustments and walked forward on the endless desert once again. With only two days of experience, he couldn't really understand everything about it, let alone understand its soul.

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