The Favored Son of Heaven The Favored Son of Heaven Chapter 579

Chapter 579: Masters and Disciples

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

The news announced by the four great divine beast martial artists had brought Saturn into a tense but peaceful atmosphere. Almost all experts had chosen their own ways of self-cultivating. There was no fighting at all, but it was exactly this special atmosphere that reminded everybody that it was only temporary. The time frame of half a year was only the calm before the storm.

 Qin Fen had arrived at the huge cosmos spacecraft airport. A cosmos spacecraft that could instantly block off the sun cast a depressing shadow over the ground as it slowly landed on the cosmos spacecraft runway.

 Not long after, two burly middle-aged men appeared at the dock. Sakra's reddish-purple hair, his wide shoulders, and tall build made him particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

 They came empty-handedly, without any luggage, and were wearing the simplest casual wear. These were the appearances of the two heads of departments from the Sacred Martial Hall when they were out traveling. They were even more carefree than Qin Fen and the others when they entered Saturn.

 Qin Fen saw his masters whom he hadn't met for a while. He quickly stepped forward, cupped his fists into a courtesy gesture, and bowed to them, “Masters.”

 Xue Tian, with a smiling face, asked while he was bowing, “Masters, have you come across new enlightenment in martial dao recently? Your disciple hasn't learned anything new for a long time.”

 Ferrero and Sakra had completely different characters, but both of them put on the same look as they heard that. Xue Tian's terrifying learning ability had seriously destroyed the confidence of the Sacred Martial Hall's masters.

 Xue Tian smiled and held his hands, walking forward. Ferrero simply lifted his leg and gave him a kick. He scolded laughingly, “Get out of the way! You've already learned every little trick from me! Is it fun for you to come and humiliate me?”

 Xue Tian acted well-behaved and dodged the kick, perhaps allowing his backside to get kicked by Ferrero. He continued smiling and rubbed his backside saying, “You are indeed our master. I've just used all of my abilities and have seen through the hundred and eight thousand tricks that you could use in that kick, and I've thought of the ways to counter it. Never to expect that you could have a hundred and eight thousand and one tricks in your kick, so I failed to dodge it. I really admire you, my master.”

 Ferrero looked at Xue Tian who was licking his boots by praising his kick. Xue Tian had described the kick like it was even more powerful than a divine beast's secret art. He was secretly happy and said laughingly, “Lad, I actually put in a hundred and eight thousand and two tricks in the kick just now. Looks like you're not working hard enough on cultivating martial dao. It's a surprise to me that you failed to spot it, it's sad for me as your master.”

 “You've got a point, master. I'll work harder on sleeping… no! I mean on cultivating. I'll try my best so I can spot all the hundred and eight thousand and two tricks next time.”

 Xue Tian was smiling cheerfully. He had well demonstrated his character of 'you give me a pole, I'll climb up immediately' to the max. He had successfully entertained Sakra too, who usually had a serious face, to an extent where he couldn't hide his smile anymore.

 After Sakra gave Qin Fen a hug, he remained silent and held out his right hand in front of Qin Fen as if he wanted to have a handshake.

 Qin Fen was not the same as Xue Tian who was extremely talkative. Sakra liked his temper more. The moment Qin Fen saw his master get into the handshake pose, he immediately understood that he was trying to test him.

 Among the crowds in the cosmos spacecraft airport, Qin Fen and Sakra held hands slowly, and they instantly directed enormous strength from their arms into their hands.

 Sakra's neo martial art was also a tyrannical style; it was somewhat similar to Qin Fen's Divine Boxing to a certain extent. The moment the two extreme forces collided, the ground of the aviation port shook violently. Everyone felt as if a gym treadmill popped out under their feet out of nowhere, and the treadmill operated on and off all of a sudden. They almost fell to the ground.

 Not just the people, even the airport's terminal halls were slightly shaken, as if there were sudden unpredictable earthquakes on Saturn. Many pots and jars placed on the ground for decoration purpose had fallen over from the shaking and cracked.

 The huge roar and muffled sounds welled up directly from the depths of the ground. A large number of people quickly covered their ears with their hands. In a panic, they searched for the source of the explosive roar.

 Sakra's arm and his body shook slightly. Their hands had completely let go of each other. The actual time spent for their handshake was less than one-thousandth of a second, but its effect was beyond imagination.

 Qin Fen's expression was as calm as usual, and he bowed slightly, “Master.”

 Ferrero was surprised as he held Sakra's right arm, scrutinizing his old friend from top to bottom and shouted, “Bolt user, did you just lose to him?!”

 He lost! Ferrero had learned that Qin Fen's strength had grown a lot before he came, but he didn't realize that Qin Fen's strength was even stronger than he had imagined. In just a split second, Sakra, who was one of the heads of departments in the Sacred Martial Hall, lost to him!

 No one knew Sakra better than Ferrero. Ferrero, as an old friend and an old rival of Sakra, knew how strong Sakra was. He thought that they would have a tie, or Sakra would lose to Qin Fen with only a slight disadvantage. He didn't expect that his disciple, the little rookie back then, would grow his strength to such a height by the time they met again now.

 “Monster!” Ferrero patted Qin Fen's shoulder, “Lad, you really fit the nickname of a monster. How long has it been? Back then, I could easily knock you out even if I was sitting with my eyes closed and used only one finger. And now, you've become this strong? I'm happy but at the same time, I find it hard to accept the fact! Lad, are you trying to scare me? I'll be honest with you, I don't have a heart disease, but I'm afraid I will get one if I'll continue to be in contact with you.”

 Sakra was dumbfounded and looked blankly at Qin Fen; it took him quite some time to recollect himself. I lost? At that moment, Qin Fen did not execute his usual unparalleled, forward-thrusting strength. Instead, he used a string of consecutive vibrating shocks just now. The shocks had gradually destroyed the forces he exerted. This technique was far more skillful than his usual force that he would charge it to the max before blasting it all out.

 How long has it been? Sakra stared at Qin Fen calmly, but he still couldn't hide the shock that was brought to him when he was testing Qin Fen a moment ago. Although he knew from the beginning that Qin Fen had amazing talent and potential, and he had speculated his growth rate many times, he still didn't expect Qin Fen to have reached such a high realm! The force he exerted just now, it was the Celestial Aura true energy! In such a short period of time, he has acquired the Celestial Aura true energy!

 Sakra never stopped thinking, researching, and cultivating martial arts, but still, he couldn't get passed the stage of Ground Aura and acquire the Celestial Aura. His own disciple had taken the lead in acquiring the Celestial Aura, how could he not be shocked by this?

 “No! I can't let this bolt user have all the fun to himself. Come on, Qin Fen!” Ferrero took a step forward and held out his hand, “Come here! Come play with me too.”

 Two powerful hands came into firm contact. A great impact once again blasted out with their hands as its center. A strong wind was forced out in all directions, blowing the clothes of everyone around them. It was as if a huge hurricane had landed in the airport following the earthquake just now.

 Ferrero learned some experience from watching Sakra — he exerted an even more powerful force, so it was only natural for him to get an even stronger rebound than Sakra. He let out a painful scream and staggered backward. He shook his arm that felt like it had been poked by hundreds of steel needles, and he clicked his tongue, “Damn you, Qin Fen! Is it even possible for you to become even stronger? Wasn't that a bit too much?”

 Sakra looked at how Ferrero, an old rival and friend of his for many years, made a fool of himself, and his smile grew brighter.

 Ferrero looked at how Sakra was smiling, and he started to smile too. After a few seconds, both of them looked up and burst out laughing together. Their carefree laugh shook the airport once again. More people were covering their ears and secretly scolded, Where on earth did these experts come from? They don't even have the tiniest bit of public morality and aren't concerned at all about shocking other people, what if they had to pay for others' medical expenses?

 Ferrero was very happy, and Sakra was equally as happy. Every master who really loved their disciples would hope for their disciples to surpass them one day. The apprenticeship was not just an inheritance, but more of a hope that their disciples could expand further and make them proud with their martial dao one day.

 Qin Fen's strength had initially shocked the two of them, but what followed was wonderful news for them. Their disciple had surpassed them! It was not a bad thing, it was great news!

 The heads of departments from the Sacred Martial Hall all had their own disciples. Apart from Qin Fen's team, other heasd of departments had also taken in disciples before. The strength between the heads of departments was almost equal. If they really wanted to know who the stronger one among each other was, all they could do was have a serious life-or-death battle. The last one standing would be the strongest.

 However, the last one standing? This didn't match the idea of ​​Wu Zun and the Sacred Martial Six Stars. Even so, nothing could stop the honors seats from secretly fighting among themselves to prove who was the strongest.

 Over time, everyone focused their attention on the next generation, taking their own disciples to compare with other people's disciples: if their disciples were strong enough, it would essentially prove that they themselves were strong enough.

 Qin Fen was the first disciple of Sakra and Ferrero. Qin Fen's team was their first batch of disciples. Now, their first disciple had surpassed them; he was the first to achieve this among all the disciples of the other heads of departments from the Sacred Martial Hall.

 In a sense, Sakra and Ferrero had won, they had defeated the other heads of departments from the Sacred Martial Hall. If anyone was not convinced, they wouldn't mind letting Qin Fen have a competition with that someone's disciple in order to see whose disciple was the stronger one!

 “Good! Very good!” Ferrero patted Qin Fen's shoulder, acting like a father who just found out the fact that his son had really grown up as a man, he was a little teary. He praised Qin Fen, “Lad, you made me proud! Looks like I didn't choose the wrong disciple.”

 Sakra shifted his attention to Xue Tian, ​​and he reached out his hand and was about to test him.

 “Stop!” Xue Tian was waving his hands in front of his body, “Master, you are the bolt user. Old Qin has thick and rough skin so he's not afraid of electric shocks. I have smooth and delicate skin so I'm afraid of these. Let's stop this, shall we? Plus, I brought my blade to pick a fight with Guanyin just a few days ago, and I ran out of blood because of that. I'm still weak now and I won't be able to stand it.”

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