Chapter 56 - The Vile King (1/2)

After finishing two fights in the Sky Martial Battle Network, Qin Fen fell into deep thought. He really didn’t have enough exposure to guns. He had yet to touch upon the essence of guns. Perhaps when he touched upon the essence of guns, he would be able to find a similar way to integrate gun skills and increase his power.

Then Lord Turbulence’s warning before he faded away came to mind. Qin Fen was a bit curious. He wondered just what sort of black hole level expert he would encounter this night.

Qin Fen was so excited that he couldn’t fall asleep, so he simply practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art for a moment while lying down.

After two hours of executing and circulating the art, Qin Fen took a shower for his body was covered with sweat. Finally he felt a bit of sleepiness, and he soon entered the dream he wanted to dream.

It was the same boundless starry space. Qin Fen floated in an unknown place that couldn’t really be counted as a place, waiting for the figure of light to appear.

“Waiting for me, kid?”

A man walked out from the light and shadows. His voice was a bit hoarse. He had a medium build, a bit pudgy, and he looked to be around thirty or forty years old. His hair, cut short and dyed a chestnut color, was parted in four-to-six sections. He looked extraordinarily handsome. He had his hands gently in the pockets of his western trousers, and his body exuded an elegant charm. He looked to be quite the casual yet experienced man at first glance.

What a good-looking dude! Qin Fen, as a man, couldn’t help but utter a sound of admiration in his mind. At the same time, he speculated over the words that Lord Turbulence had said before. Could it be that this man’s fighting style was far too scholarly, possessing a sharp difference with Lord Turbulence’s fierce style? Not only would learning the man’s style not help Qin Fen, but also affect Lord Turbulence’s teachings and cause Qin Fen setbacks?

“Yes,” said Qin Fen. When faced with the figure of light who he knew wasn’t real, Qin Fen still asked very politely, “Can I ask, if you sir are Mr. Zeng Yicheng?”

“Oh?” The man’s eyes suddenly lit up. His smiled was filled with an easy-going atmosphere, “How did you know? Did Lord Turbulence mention me?

“Yes.”

“Then he should have mentioned not to learn the entirety of my style, right?” Confidence and magnanimity seeped through Zeng Yicheng’s smile. “Actually, what he says is correct. It’s not good to learn the entirety of my style. However, it is also bad if you don’t learn even a single bit of it. I believe that for some fighting styles it is best to learn a bit from them. Only when one experiences many different styles can one create a fist that is considered one’s own. Don’t you believe so?”

Qin Fen nodded over and over. Compared to the lofty personality of his previous instructor, Lord Turbulence, this Zeng Yicheng was more like a scholarly professor of a university.

“You’re at the three-star level, right?” Zeng Yicheng adjusted his power to the three-star level and said, “Then, let’s both use three-star power and tear into each other for a moment. The easiest way for martial artists to get acquainted with each other is to spar.”

Qin Fen nodded with his head. Lord Turbulence was so powerful. Qin Fen was confident that Zeng Yicheng was in no way lacking. Qin Fen had seen thousands of fights, but he lacked the experience of participating in thousands of fights. Especially the experience of fights against experts. This scholarly Zeng Yicheng was clearly a very decent instructor.

“You want to attack first? Or should I attack first?” Zeng Yicheng was different from Lord Turbulence and Butcher. Each and every one of his moves reeked a scholarly aura that made one’s heart tranquil.

Qin Fen knew that his opponent was strong. His spars with Lord Turbulence and Butcher these past few days had unknowingly influenced him. He didn’t give a hint of prior notice before he simply seized the initiative and attacked.

The muscles of his right leg quickly expanded and contracted, and it was as if the space beneath his feet had been stomped into exploding. With a flip of his hands, Qin Fen’s Triple Palm Strike swept through the air in a fierce gale.

“Good approach.”

With a voice still as scholarly as usual, Zeng Yicheng took half a step forward and his hands slashed across the front of his chest. The movement was similar to the Cloud Hand of Tai Chi, but it was actually the Crossbar Hook Raise of the same Arhat Fist. The three palm strikes jolted into a stop as they were blocked.

The Crossbar Hook Raise. First the arm blocked, then the wrist hooks onto the opponent’s move and is raised to the side, shattering the opponent’s balance.