The Favored Son of Heaven The Favored Son of Heaven Chapter 476

Chapter 476: A Familiar Name Triggering a Great Fortune

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“What? A ticket to Hawaii!?”

Listening to the news about Qin Fen from his subordinates, a bit of doubt appeared on Zuo Lin's face. But very soon, he pursed the corner of his lips into a mocking sneer, his index and middle finger hitting the desk constantly, creating a rhythmic noise.

“Hawaii is very close to the Sacred Martial Hall!” Zuo Lin looked at the map on the screen and shook his head again and again. “Very good, it's better he went to the Sacred Martial Hall first. His most trusted friends should be there, I believe he will soon know how fragile friendship is.”

“Colonel Zuo…”

Zuo Lin turned to a colonel, who had started speaking but then hesitated. He raised his wrist, indicating the other party to speak up.

“Wouldn't it better…” A sliver of a fierce look appeared in that aforementioned colonel's eyes. His palm cut through the air, doing the action of beheading as he continued, “If we caused a plane crash…”

“Plane crash?” Zuo Lin raised his brow and pursed his lips. “Had he not become a martial dao master, I wouldn't have minded using the plane crash to finish him directly. But now!? Although Qin Fen's previous combat data didn't reveal that he uses the Wukong Technique, how could any martial artist who had entered the ranks of martial dao master not learn the Wukong Technique first?”

Zuo Lin raised his chin slowly as a sliver of longing appeared in those arrogant and determined eyes of his. He slowly heaved a sigh and said, “Fly! Is there any human who doesn't want to fly in the sky, free from the constraints of gravity, purely relying on his own strength? A plane crash would only hurt the innocent, it would not kill the target. It would only serve as a warning that there is someone plotting behind his back.”

The face of the colonel, who suggested the notion, flushed red in embarrassment. It wasn't that he hadn't considered the possibility of Qin Fen using the Wukong Technique, it was actually a gamble.

“Give up any idea of causing a plane crash.” Zuo Lin smiled gently. “I don't want to kill Qin Fen for the time being. If I can take him to Saturn under me, he will definitely be one of my generals.”

As a huge airbus took off from Shengjing's airport, the military airport started to get busy. The two participating colonels also left Shengjing quickly.

Zhao Huzi stood by the window, gazing at the famous airbuses flying through the sky. He extinguished the cigarette that he had not smoked after a long while as a look of pity took over his face. “I hope you don't come back empty-handed.”

After a long flight, the huge airbus landed at Hawaii airport.

The best place to spend the holidays was still at its best. Having returned to Hawaii once again, Qin Fen felt like everything happened just yesterday as he looked at the surrounding buildings.

At that time, everyone was only in the ten-star level when they went to the Sacred Martial Hall. And today, when he returned, he had already advanced to the sixteen-star level. To some extent, as long as he didn't commit crimes against humanity, the law would not restrict him.

In just two years, that's all! Qin Fen could not help but heave a sigh. The martial arts world is truly the place where miracles can be created. Once upon a time, I was just a high school student, struggling at the lowest rung of society. And now with the advancement in martial arts, although I might not be considered extremely wealthy, I don't have to run around, worrying about food and clothes.

Looking in the direction of the Sacred Martial Hall island which could not be seen from the shore, Qin Fen clenched his fist tightly. Perhaps I can fly to the Sacred Martial Hall using the Wukong Technique so I won't need to travel on the boat, but I will be breaking the rules of the Sacred Martial Hall by doing so.

The boat for the Sacred Martial Hall ferried only once every day. Qin Fen sat down by the port, gazing at the blue sea quietly. The oncoming breeze gently blew Lin Ling's long and silky hair. Her beauty was still tantalizing!

At night, Qin Fen got up slowly. Having gotten bored from waiting for the ship to come, he slowly started practicing Twenty-Four Simplified Tai Chi Fists, applying the theory of hardness from softness as well as Hui Yichan's entanglement in it.

Qin Fen started paying more attention to this set of martial arts that he had not previously paid a hundred percent attention to after seeing Master and Qilin's fight, as he had seen 'Entanglement' pushed to the levels described as disgusting by Vile King, Zeng Yicheng.

Qin Fen wasn't Xue Tian, the kind of martial artist who could completely understand any martial arts after a single glance, or the kind who would no longer study after learning it.

Martial dao! There was no real limit of any martial dao. Qin Fen liked it when he occasionally discovered new things while researching martial dao.

Time flew by unwittingly. At some point in the middle of the night, another young man arrived at the dock. He seemed to have just crossed the age of eighteen. He had a heroic bearing with the strength of the six-star level. The black martial attire matched perfectly with the unique body of a soldier. He was surrounded by a youthful spirit.

The young man who came to the dock quickly discovered the strangeness of Qing Fen; he hadn't mobilized even an ounce of the strength of his star-class. It gave the impression that an ordinary person was practicing the powerless Twenty-Four Simplified Tai Chi Fists while enjoying the sea breeze.

The Sacred Martial Hall was a sacred land of martial arts for almost all the martial artists in the world. Having discovered Qin Fen's strangeness, the youngster watched him for an entire hour. When Qin Fen finished practicing the complete set of Simplified Tai Chi stances, he rushed over and cupped his fists.

“Hello there, are you also going to the Sacred Martial Hall? Why can't I see through your star-class?” The youngster looked at Qin Fen with a frown. “I am Ma Juntie, a six-star paleo martial artist.”

Qin Fen sized up Ma Juntie after retracting his stance. An under nineteen fellow having the peak strength of six-star level in paleo martial arts. His level barely meets the mark for the Sacred Martial Hall to take him in. Judging by the smell of his martial attire, it seems to be brand new, just taken out from the store's warehouse.

After a short observation, Qin Fen was sure that the young man named Ma Juntie wasn't rich. Apart from having the physique of a soldier, the muscles of his shoulders were slightly too thick. Even his arm muscles were a bit hard.

For true martial artists, with the exception of a few special exercises, the body of most martial artists could become as soft as flowing water when needed and as hard as steel when exerted strength. Only this way could the speed, strength, and penetrating power when making a move be pushed to the extreme.

Ma Juntie's arm and shoulder muscles were a little thick. This thickness and hardness could not be felt by a six-star martial artist, but a martial dao master like Qin Fen could see it at a glance.

In the past, Qin Fen was also in a similar situation. This was the side effect of doing heavy physical work for a long time in order to make money. It was not until he had walked through Qinghai alone, improving the foundation of his martial arts continuously, did he discover that this insignificant defect would affect his future martial dao.

Qin Fen nodded in appreciation again and again. It was already pretty good to be able to advance the paleo martial arts to the six-star level at this age. Furthermore, he had likely achieved this level in a situation where his family conditions were bad, which was even harder.

One must know that learning martial arts cost money! It wasn't a small sum for families with ordinary income. As far as people with poor economic conditions were concerned, learning martial arts was often a luxury.

“Can I ask you a question?” Ma Juntie's eyes were filled with complete curiosity. “It's just weird, really weird. Everyone said that the Twenty-Four Simplified Tai Chi Fists is for elders only, it can't even be considered as a fitness exercise. But it's really weird. When I saw you punching, there was an indescribable feeling. It was like you, the sea waves, and the sea breeze had become one. The sea breeze was completely under your control around your hand.”

Qin Fen was a bit surprised. This youngster's martial senses were better than he had expected. Forget about a six-star martial artist, even an eight-star martial artist could not have such a feeling.

“Show me your best punch.”

Ma Juntie was slightly stunned upon hearing Qin Fen's indifferent words. This person seems a lot younger than me, but his indifferent words give me an inexplicable urge to obey him, like the dojo master guiding a disciple.

Ma Juntie didn't say anything. He jumped two steps back and took a boxing stance before he started showing his moves vigorously.

Arhat Fist!? A smile appeared on Qin Fen's face, a happy smile. He had once poured his heart and blood into this set of martial art. Long-lost feelings surged into his heart non-stop.

The Arhat Fist showed by Ma Juntie was pretty good. He had a solid foundation and unpretentious movements. His advance and retreat were orderly. Only a few six-star martial artists could lay such solid foundations.

After watching for a while, Qin Fen knew all about Ma Juntie's internal art. It was a set of very special internal art named Four Pillars of Dynamic Art, which wasn't much better than those basic internal arts.

The most special part about this set of internal art wasn't that one could practice it while sitting, but that one could also practice this internal art while moving. The Four Pillars of Dynamic Art was divided into four pillars: dragon, crane, wind, and cloud.

Solid! Qin Fen nodded again and again. Not only had Ma Juntie gotten the Arhat Fist down to its basics, but he had also practiced Four Pillars of Dynamic Art very well. There was the momentum of dragon, crane, wind, and cloud between his moving and static state.

“Very good.” Qin Fen applauded lightly watching Ma Juntie withdraw his stance. “You have practiced the Four Pillars of Dynamic Art very well. Are you going to the Sacred Martial Hall for the other six pillars?”

Ma Juntie stood stupified in his place. I only showed a set of Arhat Fist but the internal art I mainly practice was seen through? It would not have been strange if he was an immortal-like white-bearded old man. But he is just a young man that's almost my age.

“In fact, the Ten Pillars of Dynamic Art isn't the limit of martial dao.” Qin Fen sat back on the shore, gazing at the billowing waves. “I have seen the exercise of Ten Pillars of Dynamic Art, dragon, crane, wind, cloud, big, small, dark, light, it, heart. It includes almost everything in the world…”

Qin Fen looked at Ma Juntie, who had sat down next to him and was listening attentively. “In fact, it would be better to expand this set of martial art into Twelve Pillars of Dynamic Art. Heaven, earth, it, heart, dragon, crane, wind, cloud, big, small, dark, and light form.”

While speaking, Qin Fen slowly stood up and moved his hands and feet in a slow rhythmic manner along with his body. Although there wasn't the slightest bit of aura energy of martial arts when he took and withdrew his stance, Ma Juntie's six-star true energy had already spread through his entire body to resist the pressure exuded by Qin Fen's every movement.

Even if there was no aura energy, as long as the set of martial art could bring out its true essence, it could still give birth to a powerful pressure.

Having displayed a set of Twelve Pillars of Dynamic Art, Qin Fen's figure slowed down. His body, arm, and feet made special movements that seemed almost stationary. “Six specialties of static art: Tiger Step Art, Heavy Hammer Art, Earth Shrinking Art, Swinging Bag Art, Six Acupoints Art, Nirvana Art… together with Twelve Pillars of Dynamic Art, it has reached a true perfection. I call it Eighteen Natural Static and Dynamic Forms.”

Ma Juntie stared at Qin Fen in a daze. He might not have heard of these exercises, but he had watched videos of many expert martial artists' fights on the Sky Martial Battle Network throughout the years. Plus with his extraordinary martial senses, I could tell that Qin Fen wasn't talking nonsense, but was really practicing a profound martial art.

Qin Fen, having finished practicing the entire set, relaxed and stood upright. “I have rarely seen someone who had practiced Arhat Fist so well and have such a solid foundation.”

“Ah!?”

Ma Juntie recovered from his wits. He raised his hand and scratched his head, extremely embarrassed. “I learned it from my idol. Speaking of this Arhat Fist, my idol's Arhat Fist is really solid. I am far too lacking in comparison to his.”

“Idol!?” Qin Fen raised his eyebrow. It seems I have not heard of this expert who had made a name for himself with Arhat Fist.

“Mhmm! Idol.” Ma Juntie's eyes grew brighter as he clenched his fists so tight that they were slightly trembling. “Thirty-Six Hours!”

Qin Fen's figure quivered slightly. Today, this familiar name sounded a bit strange and old, it was no longer that familiar. The days when he used to live in skybattle.net quickly flashed in his mind.

Looking at the turbulent sea, looking at the waves after waves, the number of which even a computer couldn't calculate, Qin Fen's mind began to expand along the surface of the sea as if it were to extend along the sea surface to the end of the sea.

The sea breeze mixed with seawater seemed to be integrated into one, setting off a huge wave of over thirty feet. The sea near the surface was like an ancient sea monster advancing towards the coast quickly. In a flash, Qin Fen was pushed into the waves as if he was immersed in a tangible vessel, unable to escape.

In a flash, Qin Fen's ear canals, skin, eyes, and muscles seemed to be crawling with countless reptiles, moving extremely fast.

Papa… papa… papa…

The bones under his skin could also rotate. His entire body seemed to inflate. And in the next moment, it was like a deflating balloon that was starting to shrink. In less than a second, it felt like his body repeated this a thousand times. The seawater began to form a wind-like tornado around him, rising to the height of a hundred feet. And with a cracking sound as if a crystal cup had broken, it scattered about into countless drops.

Ma Juntie rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if what he was seeing illusions. These drops of water falling on the ground did not splash like raindrops when they hit the ground, they were more like elastic balls, bouncing on the ground for a dozen or so times before finally splashing on the ground.

As the wind-like water tornado broke apart, Qin Fen's body regained its usual appearance. The sea surface also restored to its century-old appearance of small waves advancing towards the shore as if nothing had happened just now.

The expansion and extension was a fleeting feeling. As Qin Fen's consciousness was pulled back into his body, and a feeling of lament rose in his heart. Everything in this world is so strange. I was thinking of guiding a junior after seeing him have an aptitude for martial arts while waiting for the boat. Who would have thought that because of the other party's word, I would touch the long-forgotten memory hidden deep in my heart?

Just after practicing Twenty-Four Simplified Tai Chi Fist, he drew inspiration from the opposite party's action and created the Eighteen Innate Static and Dynamic Forms; his mind and body in an inexplicable harmony. And those long-forgotten but deeply etched memories, which seemed to have been extracted by someone long before, were brought in by the seawater in an instant as if it was a fleet of transport ships.

The moment he began to recall his memories, Qin Fen had inexplicably entered the realm of the unity of man and nature once again, merging with the Pacific Ocean in front of him.

It still felt like a dream, like nothingness. But the strength of the power that was fed back to him as he clenched his fists reminded Qin Fen that it wasn't some dream.

Qin Fen recalled the scene where Wu Zun split the sea after he brought Qin Fen to the shore before Qin Fen left the Sacred Martial Hall.

Qin Fen raised his arm as if he was casually bringing it down.

The surface of the sea seemed to have been hit by a huge iron rod that a hundred feet in length and a foot in width. The sea quickly split to either side as if a passage had been created on the surface.

A hundred feet! Ma Juntie felt goosebumps exploding all over his skin; a tingling sensation on his scalp. His short black hair stood erect on their root ends like a hedgehog. His eyes were twice as wide as usual.

Ma Juntie swallowed hard. His palms were drenched in a cold sweat. He kept screaming in his ear madly. Who in the bloody hell is this? He just created a hundred feet long gap on the sea surface with just a palm. With such power, how could anyone actually tell his star-class?

The separated seawater was pushed back by the sea in the next moment. The subsequent collision gave rise to wave after wave that was the height of several humans stacked together.

Even after watching Qin Fen's blow cause amazing damage, there was no change in Lin Ling's expression, not even the least. She kept gazing at the sea with that calm expression. This still didn't bring any emotion to her eyes, as if she had not seen that terrible blow.

Looking calmy at his right hand that created this amazing blow, a bit of smile appeared on Qin Fen's face. He turned to the shocked Ma Juntie and nodded gently. “Thank you.”

“Ah!?” Ma Juntie stared at Qin Fen, confused. He didn't know that the name he had accidentally mentioned would give the great expert before him such a big feeling, let alone let him experience the realm of the unity of man and nature again.

Qin Fen slowly put his right hand down and looked up at the unrelenting and turbulent sea, sighing again and again. My luck seems to be very good. In less than two months, I have entered the unity of man and nature twice.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Fen began to feel gratitude towards his past special life. Had he not have had that experience, or been practicing Tai Chi Fist, or created the Twelve Innate Static and Dynamic Forms, or heard the other party mention that name, he would not have been able to enter the realm of the unity of man and nature.

I have entered the realm of the unity of man and nature two times in less than two months. According to Song Jia, no one else has done this. I was really lucky this time.

Qin Fen beckoned, causing the sitting Ma Juntie to jump right up. “Your idol is Thirty-Six Hours!?”

Ma Juntie was a bit embarrassed when facing Qin Fen who could split the sea up to a hundred feet with the wave of his hand. He sat next to Qin Fen and nodded, a bit restless. His cheeks were glowing with surprise, pride, and excitement. “Do you know Thirty-Six Hours?”

Chapter end