The Favored Son of Heaven Chapter 440 - Before the Old Hatred Could be Reported, New Hatred Had Been Added

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Crash…crash…crash…

Kyokushin Genichi stood in the chest-leveled water with his eyes closed and an expressionless look on his face, letting the waves crash into him.

Even as the waves kept on rushing towards the shore without rest, Kyokushin Genichi stood completely still from the beginning to the end; standing in the sea without even employing even a shred of true energy.

What exactly is the sea? Kyokushin Genichi listened to the waves, feeling them crash onto him. From beginning to the end, he did not circulate eve a shred of true energy to resist the impact of the waves.

You can't use your true energy, nor can you brandish your fists at the oncoming waves. Kyokushin Genichi faithfully executed Qin Fen's words and tried everything he could to understand Qin Fen's question.

Three days ago, Qin Fen suddenly appeared in Tianbei and had directly gone and looked in on Kyokushin Genichi, who had taken an early retirement and had been living in Tianbei, secretly protecting Yang Ruoruo and Yang Xixi sisters.

According to the laws of the Federation, every soldier who had made military contributions to the army had the right to apply for early retirement. Under the leadership of Qin Fen in the recruit tournament last time, every participating recruit's military achievements had soared crazily, resulting in all the participants receiving a second-class achievement.

Kyokushin Genichi, because of having this merit, chose to retire early and live in Tianbei to look after Yang Ruoruo and Yang Xixi sisters after Qin Fen left for Sacred Martial Hall.

Swimming out of the sea, Wu Hui picked up a clean towel and wiped his body and wet hair before sitting next to the sunbathing Qin Fen, looking at Qin Fen with extreme curiosity. "Captain, tell me, why I have not seen you practicing any martial arts over the past three days you've been here?"

Yu Xiao, who had been sitting beside Qin Fen and fiddling with the guns all the while and only asking Qin Fen some advice occasionally, also had a similar doubt written on his face.

Three days ago, Qin Fen came to Tianbei and looked in on Kyokushin Genichi, he then called the members of the public security task force. After that, he had always been either enjoying the sea breeze or taking a walk on the beach.

Such a Qin Fen made everyone who was familiar with him very curious. The previous captain of the public security task force was an out and out martial arts madman who would train while carrying weights or practice kicking and punching under the sea. If he had nothing to do, he would log in into skybattle.net to duel.

However, Qin Fen was no longer practicing martial arts as madly as before over the past three days. On the contrary, he had been living the calmest and most peaceful life like an old man enjoying his days.

"I have been practicing." Qin Fen sat up and looked at the wet beach. "It's just that you haven't noticed it."

Opening his eyes, Kyokushin Genichi walked out of the breeze and sat quietly beside Qin Fen, completing the circle with the others; doubt could be clearly found in his eyes.

"Martial arts practice also needs modulation." Qin Fen gazed at the blue sea. "In fact, the martial arts practice isn't that different from eating. After a meal is eaten, its nutrition can either be absorbed or converted into fat or excreta, depending on the different physical conditions of everybody. When it becomes excreta, it leaves the body completely. If it becomes fat, it will turn into a kind of deposit, which can be turned into strong muscles through exercise. We call the martial dao inspiration which had not been completely absorbed but not lost either the foundation."

Qin Fen patted his belly. "I'm currently stuffed! I can't eat anymore. Once the body can't even perform the most basic function of transforming it into fat, you can only rely on yourself if you forcefully gorge anything down. Now, I need to digest. So, don't just look at my current indolence. In fact, my martial dao is improving faster than before."

The crowd around Qin Fen looked at each other. None of the martial arts seniors had raised this matter before. And so, it was indeed very difficult to distinguish whether it was true or false.

"You don't believe it?" Qin Fen casually raised his finger, pointing at the distant sky over the sea. "It doesn't matter, you will come to understand when you watch my fight."

Fight? Everyone was even more confused as their eyes followed Qin Fen's finger. Clearly, there is no one there, but why does he say as if there was an opponent?

Kyokushin Genichi perked up his ears several times; even his eyes lit up in the blink of an eye. Aside from Qin Fen, he was strongest amongst everyone. His martial senses had grown stronger than ever before after having completed the True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth. As such, he could feel a sliver of piercing hostility erupting far away over the sea.

Suddenly, a black spot appeared in the sky. This black spot quickly grew bigger in everyone's eyes; in the blink of an eye, its complete form of a helicopter was revealed to everyone.

The helicopter hovered over the beach as a martial artist wearing Neo Taekwondo uniform jumped out of the hatch.

BOOM!

The martial artist wearing the Neo Taekwondo attire steadily landed on the beach from a height of a hundred meters. The vertical impact force made the surrounding sand under his feet fly into the air as an aura of power like that of legendary gods broke out from him.

Qin Fen raised his eyes as he sized up the guest. The opposite party was wearing a white Neo Taekwondo attire and a black belt on his waist that had a dazzling golden lace. He was tall and muscular with a cold and proud face. His towering nose had a bit of western feel. Judging by his white skin tone and healthy moisture, he seemed to be in the forties.

A Neo Taekwondo black belt embroidered with a golden lace represented a very high status in Neo Taekwondo. It was also a symbol of the domineering strength.

In the entire Federation, Qin Fen only knew two people who had black belts embroidered with golden lace. One of them was the founder of Neo Taekwondo, Bae Seong-Joon, who he had met at the military airport and was going to have a life and death fight with after a couple of days.

Apart from Bae Seong-Joon, there was only one person in the Federation with a dazzling golden laced black belt.

Jang Cheon-Hyeok, Neo Taekwondo Bae Seong-Joon's first apprentice! Also the only martial artist in Neo Taekwondo apart from Bae Seong-Joon who had the strength of a martial dao master.

Rumour had it that after Jang Cheon-Hyeok entered the realm of martial dao master, Jang Cheon-Hyeok had opened up a Neo Taekwondo dojo on the behest of Bae Seong-Joon, and also collected good martial arts seedlings at the same time.

In the last couple of years, Europe's Neo Taekwondo had greatly improved under Jang Cheon-Hyeok's guidance. Its reputation in Europe had caught up with Bae Seong-Joon's in Asia.

Out of instinct as a martial artist, Kyokushin Genichi stood before Qin Fen in a flash the moment he saw Jang Cheon-Hyeok, staring at Jang Cheon-Hyeok who had descended from the sky like a God with vigilance.

The relationship between Qin Fen and Neo Taekwondo… everyone who knew Qin Fen and Neo Taekwondo knew clearly what was going on. Why Jang Cheon-Heok, who should have been teaching in Europe, had suddenly appeared here. The group of police officers pulled out their pistols at first notice, aiming at and warning the uninvited guest.

Jang Cheon-Hyeok glanced at everyone around Qin Fen as a sneer showed up on his lips. In the eyes of a martial dao master, these firearms were not much stronger than matchsticks.

"F**k off, I am not here for you."

Jang Cheon-Hyeok took a large step as he immediately appeared before Kyokushin Genichi in the blink of an eye, as if Shrinking Earth to an Inch technique had been cast under his feet.

Before everyone could react, Kyokushin Genichi felt as if a wall had crashed into him from the front. His body which couldn't be pushed by the waves finally moved; his feet left the ground as he flew back.

Young Gun King, Yu Xiao, who was standing in front of Qin Fen, felt everything go blank before his eyes, someone had already been sent flying. The gun in his hand, which could easily take others' lives was scrapped into nothing as he was similarly sent flying.

In the blink of an eye, everyone standing between Qin Fen and Jang Cheon-Hyeok flew off the ground, leaving a completely unobstructed passage between the two.

Jang Cheon-Hyeok raised his chin slightly as he gazed down at Qin Fen sitting on the beach. "Qin Fen?"

Overbearing! More overbearing State of Korea's Bae Seong-Joon!

Qin Fen sized up Jang Cheon-Hyeok through the gap between his narrowed eyes. As the man responsible for the new branch of Neo Taekwondo in Europe, there was a one of a kind and domineering feeling around him.

This feeling seemed to be deeply rooted in Jang Cheon-Hyeok.

It wasn't an easy thing to spread Neo Taekwondo outside its place of origin.

There were so many types of paleo martial arts and neo martial arts. There were too many choices available to everyone. There was no need to rush over to practice Neo Taekwondo.

Overseas, there was only one best way to attract others to learn, and that was to be able to fight!

Jang Cheon-Hyeok had developed pretty well in Europe these days, not because he had a good business mind but rather his fists were really hard! He had fought a way for the Neo Taekwondo market in Europe by the virtue of his strength.

It could be said the Neo Taekwondo market in Europe had used the death of several martial dao masters' death as the cornerstone. Only then could it gain so much popularity today.

If one wanted to gain a foothold overseas, he or she had to be ruthless and overbearing! If one acted like a gentleman, then someone would come knocking at the door and kick him or her out of the ring under the pretext of learning.

After a long time, Jang Cheon-Hyeok also didn't know whether he was born with this domineering air or if he influenced by the surrounding environment. This dominance had already entered his bone marrow and made his martial dao more vigorous.

"That's right."

Qin Fen, sitting on the floor, nodded slightly. He furrowed his brow tightly as he glanced at the hovering helicopter, ruminating that although his whereabouts were not some state secret, it still should not be that easy to find him. Apparently, someone had revealed his whereabouts. But the thing he could not help but wonder was why he couldn't find the whereabouts of that lieutenant general Lee Myeong-Jeong.

The moment Jang Cheon-Hyeok heard Qin Fen's reply, his pupils contracted as he pointed at Qin Fen before hooking it up and shouting, "Get up!"

The distant Kyokushin Genichi got up from the sand and shouted, "Jang Cheon-Hyeok, what do you want? Our masters have set a date for a duel, yet you've actually come here. Do you want to despicably make my master expend his strength before the way so that your master can gain an advantage at that time?"

Gain an advantage!? Jang Cheon-Hyeok let out a cold snort. Suddenly, a spring thunder-like clap rang beside Kyokushin Genichi's ears before he heard this Neo Taekwondo master's voice, filled with disdain and arrogance, "Gain an advantage? Who do you think you are to fight with my master? There is saying in Zhongzhou: taking a spear to kill a chicken! Today, let me kill you here and avenge several of my junior brothers and sisters."

Just as his voice fell, a bout of true energy broke out from his body! Immediately, the sand under Jang Cheon-Hyeok parted to both sides under the influence of true energy as an overbearing aura which seemed to be mixed in with sea breeze pressed on Qin Fen.

Fifteen-star! A dense killing intent with the strength of fifteen-star erupted from his body! He truly had the strength of martial dao master!

Qin Fen got up slowly and waved his hand, motioning everyone to step back.

A fight between martial dao masters would bring too much destruction to the surrounding environment. Even the pressure from the wind from the punches could injure the martial artists watching up close.

Kyokushin Genichi motioned everyone again and again under the gazes of others, silently leading the others back quickly. This was not a place they should stay at. A fight between martial dao masters had already escaped the scope of their meddling, they could no longer provide any help.

Having retreated three hundred meters back, Kyokushin Genichi and the others stared nervously at Qin Fen. This was a completely unfair fight. If Jang Cheon-Hyeok won, it would not bring any benefit to Qin Fen. But if Qin Fen won, it would not be much beneficial to Qin Fen either.

In a few days, Qin Fen would be up against Jang Cheon-Hyeok's master, the martial god of State of Korea, Bae Seong-Joon.

As a martial dao master, even if Jang Cheon-Hyeok lost to Qin Fen, as long as he forced Qin Fen to consume a lot of his strength in the battle or somehow injured Qin Fen by putting his life on the line, how could Qin Fen fight again so soon?

Qin Fen would have to fight while trying to preserve his strength and defeat the opponent while also keeping himself away from harm's way! Kyokushin Genichi was quite clear that his master, Qin Fen, was facing far too many reservations this time.

And the one thing that was most impermissible before a fight with the opponent of the same level was having one's mind occupied with such qualms.

Kyokushin Genichi stared at Jang Cheon-Hyeok resentfully. In his heart, he had no choice but to admit that this martial dao master who was responsible for promoting Neo Taekwondo in Europe was extraordinarily smart! His vision was very sinister! He picked up the best time to challenge Qin Fen!

Nonetheless, Kyokushin Genichi could not say the other side was despicable for his choice of timing. Both sides were already in a situation where only one could remain alive. And Jang Cheon-Hyeok wasn't here for a friendly spar this time. He came to avenge his junior brothers and sisters; he wanted Qin Fen dead.

A fight wasn't an invitation for dinner. If Jang Cheon-Hyeok had a way to make Qin Fen fall ill or get cold, the other party would do it, Kyokushin Genichi had no doubt about it.Read the next chapter on our vipnovel.com

As for giving everyone time to retreat, it wasn't that Jang Cheon-Hyeok had the spirit of protecting the weak and pursuing fairness. No, it was because he knew that the people gathered beside Qin Fen had a deep background. If the descendants of those forces were somehow injured or end up dead, these forces would go mad, which would be even more troublesome.

Three hundred meters! The moment Jang Cheon-Hyeok noticed everyone had retreated by three hundred meters, his eyes narrowed, forming a fine gap as a cold smile blossomed at the corner of his lips.

A sharp gleam bloomed in Qin Fen's eyes as his skin sensed the biting-cold killing intent hidden in the sea breeze. Even a martial dao master would have found sensing this hidden killing intent very difficult, but Qin Fen knew that Jang Cheon-Hyeok was about to ambush him!

The smile on Jang Cheon-Hyeok had not even spread before his right hand bloomed with a dazzling metallic brilliance like it was cast from iron or copper as it rushed straight at Qin Fen's heart like a spear with the shake of his shoulder.

A shot as fast and as sudden as lightning! Jang Cheon-Hyeok's arm tore through the air faster the speed of sound. Qin Fen's heart was already been gripped by layers of chill before he could hear the sound that metallic arm tearing through the air.

In the blink of an eye, Jang Cheon-Hyeok's palm that was as smooth and glossy as a baby's turned extremely sharp.

Neo Taekwondo Poomsae - Guardian Deity!

Jang Cheon-Hyeok had integrated a spear technique into Guardian Deity and created a Guardian Deity that belonged completely to him! The move was so terrifying that it suddenly caused the wind and clouds to change. Guardian Deity Poomsae's golden spear arm as if a two-feet long spear tore through the wind and went straight to Qin Fen's heart from the bottom to top!

Jang Cheon-Hyeok, someone who was responsible for the development of Neo Taekwondo in Europe, someone who had entered the ranks of martial dao master, had suddenly launched a sneak attack. It was a sudden oppressive thrust, sweeping the sand and pebbles along the way. The true energy around his spear-like arm was as sharp and solid as a sword!

A head-on attack of martial dao master was already earth-shattering and heaven-shaking, as such, a sneak attack from such a matter was twice as lethal. As someone who had tread a path for Neo Taekwondo in Europe through swords and blades, Jang Cheon-Hyeok had already practiced this unique way of combat. When he made this attack, he immediately felt that this attack was right!

"Sneak attack!?"

The moment Jang Cheon-Hyeok made his move, Qin Fen sneered in his heart. If he had used a sneak attack on another martial dao master, it might have been extremely secretive; there was some real possibility of successfully landing this attack.

"You want to use a sneak attack to deal with me!?" Qin Fen kept on sneering. Who was he? A super recruit specially trained by Squad Leader Hao and other professionals! Squad Leader Hao and the others might not be strong enough in the aspect of martial strength but win in other professional fields, but this was a completely different concept.

A martial dao master was only a master of martial dao. In fields such as sneak attacks, perhaps they may be able to hide by the virtue of their martial strength but it was still far worse than a real professional.

A sniper was the strongest assassin! In front of Qin Fen, Jang Cheon-Hyeok's sneak attack was like brandishing a guandao before Guan Gong.

Qin Fen's narrowed eyes opened immediately for the awe-inspiring spear arm. Facing this spear arm that had integrated the essence of Guardian Deity Poomsae, Qin Fen didn't take even half a step back. On the contrary, he promptly extended his five fingers outward, his arms pressed down before his chest as the Plantain Fan smashed towards the Guardian Deity Poomsae.

Qin Fen's Plantain Fan turned the Splitting Air Palm into hand to hand combat. His true energy continuously gave rise to the wind as his palm turned twice as big instantly and his fingers grew thicker than carrots!

Such a quick response from Qin Fen was out of Jang Cheon-Hyeok's expectation! Perhaps it should be said that he hadn't expected the opposite party to actually notice his sneak attack and its line of attack. A sharp gleam flashed past his eyes as he twisted his wrist! Immediately, a gleaming knife popped out of his sleeve!

He immediately thrust the knife as it popped out! As he aimed the sharp tip at Qin Fen's wrist, making a sliding cut, locking in on Qin Fen's throat.

He had a complete assurance in this thrust and cut! Even if Qin Fen's arm had the protection of Vajra Body, his wrist would be severely injured and his throat would be cut!

This sneak attack was his real ace in the hole! None of the martial artist at the same level as him could receive it! Even two martial artists who were a little stronger than him had died under this blow in the past! He didn't believe that Qin Fen, who was young and didn't have much combat experience, could receive it.

Amidst this thrust, Jang Cheon-Hyeok had instilled his true energy and spirit at the tip of the blade. At this moment, this knife was a part of his body, it was his eye and his arm! He could clearly feel the various joints on Qin Fen's body. No matter how exquisite Qin Fen's martial dao, skill, or technique is, he would not be able to deal with this lethal blow!

An expert could easily deprive an ordinary blade user of his blade. Jang Cheon-Hyeok was a martial dao master. His strength wasn't ordinary by all means. Above all else, with his sneak attack, if a martial artist of the same level wanted to snatch his blade empty-handed, it wouldn't be an easy thing.

The true energy of splitting air palm from Qin Fen's Plantain Fan ruthlessly clashed with that wave cutting blade.

Clang! Clang!

The sharp knife burst with two flashes like the fireworks in the dark night. There were explosions caused by the collision of Qin Fen's true energy and the knife.

As first-grade as the blade was, its user was an equally first-grade expert! Jang Cheon-Hyeok's knife tore through the air splitting palm of Plantain Fan and swished straight towards Qin Fen's throat.

The momentum of his knife was still fierce and sharp! At this moment, an imperceptible smile appeared on Qin Fen's lips as his right arm of Plantain Fan pressed down on the knife sharply, slapping on the knife's blade!

As the huge palm pressed on the knife's blade, his five fingers slid along the blade's body towards Jang Cheon-Hyeok's wrist. At this moment, Jang Cheon-Jyeok wanted to flip the knife but he discovered that he simply couldn't.

It was as if a huge mountain was pressing on the small body of the knife. Qin Fen's five fingers were like five peaks. Jang Cheon-Hyeok felt his knife getting heavier and heavier. No matter how hard he tried to flip the knife, it was all for naught.

BANG! CLANG!

Qin Fen's Plantain Fan shook fiercely! The first-grade knife let out a desperate screech as it turned into scrap iron, inch by inch!

With just one palm, the killing move that Jang Cheon-Hyeok was proud of was completely broken. Even the knife that was forged by a famous craftsman using several precious metals was shattered into pieces.

"How can his combat experience be so ripe at such a young age? This is really terrifying!"

Jang Cheon-Hyeok loosened his grip on the knife's handle as a monotonous syllable escaped his throat, giving rise to sharp and long scream, as if he wanted to swallow everything in this world.

Suddenly, Jang Cheon-Hyeok's aura of power shook off that sinister temperament with this long scream. The long scream of inhaling everything in the world made his aura of power swell again and again, as if he was the center point of the world.

Heaven Fist! In a flash, Jang Cheon-Hyeok had entered the realm of Heaven Fist, the source of all things in heaven, the starting point of self-cultivation, the ultimate finisher of everything in the world.

The realm of Heaven Fist contained the endless magnification of heaven. The rhythm and agility of boxing were integrated into the vast world of Heaven Fist, turning his body the center of everything, the starting point.

He had been the heaven of Neo Taekwondo over these years in Europe! At this moment, Jang Cheon-Hyeok felt that he was heaven itself! His brandishing of the fist was heaven! Every creature under the sky who sees it must kneel and kowtow. This was Heaven Fist!

"Is this your strongest punch!?"

Suddenly, Qin Fen closed his open fingers fiercely. Facing the ever-growing spirit of Heaven Fist like the sky, Qin Fen seemed as if he was waking up from sleep. His rock-hard cheeks were covered in a layer of vast aura of power. The majesty on his face was like that of a God rising in the sky.

Godly Fists' artistic conception of God! Qin Fen's feet plunged into the yellow sand as the roars caused by his fists' momentum stirred the air around him, gathering them and circling around his left and right fists. His vast strength pushed the sea breeze back. At this moment, even the sounds of waves crashing had been completely suppressed by Qin Fen.

Godly Fists: Investiture of the Gods! The ultimate skill created by Qin Fen! He had merged all the martial dao he had seen and taken it into his divine dao! All the people investiture by gods couldn't escape the calamity. The meaning of this punch was: I declare that you have been investiture by the Gods, so, you have to go and report! And anyone who went to report for the investiture of the Gods was dead!

Having spent over a month in the desert alone and understood the soul of Sahara, the power of Investiture of Gods had grown tremendously.

BAM! BOOM! BAM!

The instant Jang Cheon-Hyeok sensed Qin Fen's pressure, the 'Heaven' integrated into his body shattered suddenly! His fist seemed to have crashed into Mount Buzhou, a vast pressure that could cover the Heavens and the Earth came down upon him.

Finally, he saw Qin Fen's fist clearly coming straight down from the top.

Qin Fen's fist wasn't that big; it was no different than the fist of an ordinary person; his skin was smoother and glossier than a baby's skin but this seemingly baby fist contained the terrifying strength and laws of heaven and earth.

The thing that Jang Cheon-Hyeok found most terrifying was that Qin Fen's fists had actually sucked in all the air of the battlefield, creating an incomplete vacuum. Even the air in his lungs was forcefully pulled out, causing him to feel a shortage of air.

He had never imagined that a young man under the age of twenty could fire such a mighty punch.

Qin Fen's punch made Jang Cheon-Hyeok feel as if his chest was crushed by a heavy rock. The gravity around him seemed to be changing, making it impossible for him to jump and dodge. The only way to survive was to take it head-on.

Arghhh… arghhh… arghh…

Under the threat of death, Jang Cheon-Hyeok made a series of roars. He crossed his arms and formed a huge cross (十), contracting and relaxing continuously. This was Neo Taekwondo's Ten Lives! The ultimate defense that had merged clouds, mountains, rivers, rocks, trees, moon, grasses, turtle, crane, and deer, blocking the oncoming fist of Qin Fen.

The moment Ten Lives and Investiture of the Gods came in contact, Jang Cheon-Hyeok felt the blood in his entire body churn. At the same time, all his pores opened. His entire body flew back uncontrollably at full speed, as if he was sitting on the latest high-speed train that was traveling backward, as if he was holding a rocket launcher and fired a rocket, causing him to fly backward at the fastest speed.

As a shroud of sand flew to the sky, everything went red before Jang Cheon-Hyeok's eyes. First, he lost the sensation in his arms, then his shoulders, chest, and legs completely. He kept on spraying a red blood mist as he flew back.

Kyokushin Genichi and the others could see everything clearly. It wasn't the mist of blood that was being sprayed into the air but rather Jang Cheon-Hyeok's body had been completely crushed by QIn Fen's punch, pieces of his flesh mixed with blood were flying into the air.

At this time, Jang Cheon-Hyeok's arms had been shattered already. There was a huge transparent hole in his chest. The blood-red color he was seeing was just a hallucination caused by the burst of blood vessels in his eyes.

BANG!

J ang Cheon-Hyeok crashed a hundred feet away into the sea. He kept on frothing blood as he stared at the sky with widened eyes.

A fifteen-star martial dao master had a super-strong vitality. Even if his internal organs had been completely crushed, he or she would not lose his breath immediately.

He was still alive, although he would surely die in the next moment. But right now, he was still alive.

In the end, the mighty Investiture of the Gods flashed several times in his mind but he could not find the slightest way to crack it. Even if he was fully prepared, he would still be killed in the face of that blow.

At this moment, Qin Fen was already standing beside Jang Cheon-Hyeok. He needed to check the condition of the corpse in order to make further improvements in the Investiture of the Gods.

"You…" Jang Cheon-Hyeok stared at Qin Fen, filled with unwillingness. "You seemed… to have not had completely exerted your…"

"Yes." Qin Fen nodded. "You aren't qualified for me to exert my full Investiture of the Gods."

Not qualified for full strength… Jang Cheon-Hyeok's eyes widened even more so. This sentence was like a knife stabbing deep into his brain. He had come to avenge his junior brothers and sisters yet he had not expected that the young man before him had not even utilized his full strength.

"Invest… Investiture of Gods… haha… what… a good… name… such a punch is indeed investiture…"

The corner of Jang Cheon-Hyeok's eyes had already burst. At this moment, his pupils had completely dilated. After having come to know the final shock, he had exhausted the last of his life force even with that strong life force of his.

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