Chapter 93 - A Fight Between Two of the Strongest (2/2)
Bull Demon King’s eyes bulged. He sought to dodge but it was too late. With firm determination, he spurred all the true energy within his body. Let’s see which one is stronger between your Binding Shriveled Tree and my Tiger Tail!
Boom! Snap!
Bull Demon King felt his right leg suddenly turn light, and a subtle instability appeared within the balance of his body. Qin Fen’s eyes, filled with battle intent, were already upon him.
The green-black fist, a bit larger than an infant’s fist, had changed into a knife-hand, and the black knife hand-chopped ruthlessly, striking Bull Demon King in the throat dead on.
One chop. A second chop. A third chop…
It was the Triple Palm Strike!
Crack…
The battle intent within Bull Demon King’s heart turned completely into unwillingness. The Steel War Body was incapable of stopping the Shaolin Arhat Fist that was driven by the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. It could break the neck that was as thick as an arm, for the neck was fragile before Thirty-Six Hours’ knife-hand.
I’m not willing! Bull Demon King roared in indignation within his heart, but the system rang with a voice, judging the victor and the defeated, “Bull Demon King has lost and died, failing to open a new sect. Please try to challenge again next time….”
Thirty-Six Hours’ figure quickly warped before Bull Demon King’s eyes. He looked with bulging eyes, seeking to see the facial features of the victor with clarity. However, the system distorted the image, giving him not a chance to look at the Qin Fen who lay concealed behind a black curtain.
“I lost….”
In a spacious and empty room, a young man took off the helmet dedicated to playing on the Sky Battle Net. He tied up the ruffled warrior clothes on his body in a bit of a trance. His thick and rough build and his facial features carried a hint of firmness like granite. Just one look told anybody that this man possessed an extremely tough and unshakable personality.
He lost? A maid stood not far from the young man. She looked at Young Master Tang Hu, somewhat not daring to believe it.
There were other powerful people besides the martial gods who possessed the titles of mythological beasts. Under the seat of practically each of those martial gods who possessed the titles of mythological beasts were experts who obtained the titles of the constellations.
Under the seat of Venus’s most powerful Martial God, White Tiger, are none other than the four gold heavenly kings of the twenty-eight constellations—Golden Ox Niu, Golden Dragon Kang, Golden Goat Gui, Golden Dog Lou.
Tang Ao, the Golden Ox Niu and one of the four golden heavenly kings, had many heirs, and Tang Hu was the most outstanding out of all of them. Tang Ao believed Tang Hu to be the most likely candidate to receive the title of Golden Ox Niu.
Because of his special identity, Tang Hu planned to use the Sky Battle Net to found his own sect. From there, he could challenge other martial artists as he pleased for the sake of tempering himself.
It should have been a piece of cake for him to open a sect, but he actually lost in the challenge. He was defeated by the hands of one that used the internal art of bitter work and the fitness exercise of fist forms.
Even though he was already vigilant from the weird data on Thirty-Six Hours, Thirty-Six Hours still managed to unleash strength that far exceeded his predictions.
Had I been careless? Tang Hu’s smile was a bit bitter. He had clearly known that his opponent was strange, using the internal art of bitter work and the fitness exercise of fist forms, yet he only brought out his eighty-percent state in the beginning. If he had brought out the same state he used against a disciple of the House of Golden Dragon Kang, perhaps…
“Young… young master… did you really lose, sir?” The maid still couldn’t believe it.
“Yes. I lost.” Tang Hu squeezed out an unsightly smile as he slowly walked out of the room. His mind was still replaying the fight that happened not too long ago in the Sky Battle Net. He asked himself over and over.
“If I had used my most powerful state, how big would my chances of winning be? If I also used the Shaolin Arhat Fist, could I beat him? Did the man called Thirty-Six Hours really use his full strength? Did he have some more martial arts up his sleeve that he hadn’t used in our fight? Does he have any ultimate skills?”
In order to be worthy of being a later generation of the powerful Golden Ox Niu, Tang Hu was extremely hardworking. Besides studying necessary cultural knowledge, he devoted practically all his energy in martial arts training.
When he was young, his father said that he was the one with the fewest prospects of growth. Right now, he had already become the most outstanding youngster of his generation in the House of the Golden Ox Niu.
He really wanted to know how his opponent cultivated. Could it be that Thirty-Six Hours cultivated even in his sleep?
Tang Hu was not the only one reflecting on the recent battle. Qin Fen’s silent reflected on the intense battle that occurred just now.
Whether it was victory or defeat, whether his opponent was strong or weak, every time after a battle, Qin Fen would always sum up everything about the battle in order to further develop himself. This was a creed that Qin Fen had fumbled out these days. Of the eight major experts in the dream, the master of research and analysis had given his ability to sum things up to a very high assessment.
“You have passed the test and can found a sect now. Would you like to immediately found the sect?” The system’s voice sounded out for the forty-second time.
Qin Fen roughly summed up his successes and mistakes in the fierce fight and snapped out of his spellbound state. He just so happened to hear the system’s voice, and he hurried to answer, “Huh? Oh, okay.”
“Please select the place to found your sect: Earth, Mercury, Jupiter, Venus….”
“Artificial satellite number four.” Qin Fen didn’t forget what Zhang Xiangyang suggested to him.
“Artificial satellite number four. Please select the city….”
“Hell.” Qin Fen responded without a thought.
His thoughts on founding a sect were different from that of the vast majority of people. Qin Fen’s goal was simple and pure. He wanted to find experts to fight and improve himself while earning money.