Chapter 172 - The Tiger of the Rainforest (1/2)

Seven terrorists snapped back to reality from their initial shock. They glanced at each other and had nothing superfluous to say between each other.

The seven people used syringes to inject something into their bodies. It was just that the locations where they injected were of different parts of the body. Some people chose to inject into their arms. Some people chose to inject into their legs. Some people directly chose to inject into their necks.

The syringe pressed down at an extremely quick speed. The seven people didn’t care at all about the pain created from the quick press of the syringes.

The liquid of the syringes was completely injected into their bodies. The complexions of the seven people instantly had great changes. Their eyes radiated with an abnormal glow in a flash, akin to that of a wild beast. The muscles on their faces, for some unknown reason, began to contort and spasm.

T24! Qin Fen’s brain flashed with this drug that Butcher had once spoken of before. This was a failed developed drug by the Federation. Originally, it was intended to stimulate the human body’s latent potential. However, the human body turned out to be far too mystical. Even though science and technology had developed to such stages, they remained incapable of truly giving a comprehensive understanding. In the end, the T24 was a failed product that came from the overconfidence of its designer.

It was true that the user could lose all sensation of pain for a short period of time and have his true energy and muscles rapidly expand, but it was just that this drug had other problems. For example, what expanded was not limited to true energy and muscle. At the same time, all the cells of the human body, including the ones in the brain, expanded as well.

When a person’s brain received such stimulation, the person would fall into a certain deranged state. Such a person wouldn’t know what he was doing. He wouldn’t know anything he did. He would just execute the last thought he had while clearheaded.

For the sake of executing this order, the T24 users to completely forget about the matter of life or death and ignored any dangers whatsoever.

However, once the T24 was exhausted, the person’s entire brain would immediately wither. His body, because of the forceful stimulated expansion of cells, would have a huge quantity of life force consumed. The user’s body would then wither up all the same.

Once the effects of the drug were over, the user didn’t even have the chance to become clearheaded again. The entire person would immediately become retarded. Several seconds after becoming retarded, the user’s life would have already reached its limits.

At first, the Federation didn’t want to give up on this drug. They strove to engage in improvements using every method possible. However, as experiments grew deeper, they discovered that there seemed to be a mistake in the direction of research from the very beginning. The user of the drug had to be suited for the drug. The tiny white experimental mice, because of the expansion of muscle, exploded and died on the spot.

The Federation gave a nickname to this drug—Death Angel.

The Federation completely destroyed this drug because of humanitarianism. However, they never expected that its creator didn’t plan on giving up the results of his research. He escaped into the nights with this drug and its research. When the other researchers discovered that he was missing, they search after him, but they discovered that this man had already joined a terrorist organization. It was just that the concrete terrorist organization was incapable of being ascertained for a time.

The battle intent in Qin Fen’s chest erupted. He didn’t care what these people were doing. The Arhat Cloud Walk allowed him to arrive before two of his enemies. He swung his two arms, which were as thick as two calves, in the Double Ear Slap. His hands pressed against the heads of the terrorists who were still in the middle of transformation. He pressed hard toward the center, forcing two heads to collide.

The two terrorists had yet to finish adapting to the liquid of the syringe. They didn’t have any time at all to do any reaction whatsoever. There two heads heavily collided together, and the scene was more like two watermelons colliding together. Red and white liquid splattered on Qin Fen’s two hands.

This terrorist, whose muscles of his two arms and legs were going through bizarre spasms, already lost his head completely, but the muscles of his body didn’t stop squirming. It was as if there were forty-eight thousand insects scurrying around beneath his skin. They squeezed against each other everywhere, and they moved everywhere.

The fight had just begun, and half of the ten terrorists were already eliminated. Qin Fen sighed to himself. The effects of the Super Berserker Pill were far too strong. Not only was one’s power and true energy crazily increased, even one’s reaction turned far more nimble. He moved akin to the raging storm.

Five roars, akin to that of monsters, exploded forth as Qin Fen killed. Five black human shadows dashed at high speed in a ramming motion like that of a wild boar. Their speed was in no way slower than Qin Fen’s Soaring Cannon at the peak of four-star.

A thick and solid thigh swept before Qin Fen, bringing the wind to scream. It was like a gale out of nowhere of the wilderness.

Qin Fen had taken a Super Berserker Pill. Not only had the true energy within his body turn incomparably berserk, even his personality seems to be influenced by the pill. He could’ve used the Dragon Guard to avoid the thick leg, but he chose not to avoid it at all. The true energy within his body rose over and over like a high tide of water. His body performed the Arhat Fist’s Tiger Lunge.

The Tiger Lunge was the most simple move of the Arhat Fist, but nobody knew of its true ease and difficulties. Simply, if one didn’t unleash the aura of a fierce tiger when executing this move, its might would be at most that of an angry kitten.

The most simple and ordinary things were often the most practical thing. The martial artist master of the past, Bruce Lee, once said, “The utmost is up to me. Simplicity is beauty.”

The Arhat Fist was Qin Fen’s fighting technique that he had spent much hard work and revisions on. Thought could not compare to the speed of the nerve reflexes — this strike was practically on the level of an instinctual reaction.

His two legs opened up in a stance of a fierce tiger. He had the calm of the Beast King facing a pack of wolves. He raised his right hand to smashed down with a fist before his opponent’s leg could be released with full force. In an instant, his fist arrived at his opponent’s knee.

The Arhat Fist was the essence of firmness, ferocity, and being unyielding. Therefore, Qin Fen simply chose to meet force with force in order to bring out the true fist intent of this technique.

Even if Qin Fen retreated to evade his opponent’s leg, what of the other four opponents and their attacks? These four people had speeds that were practically perfectly in sync. Backing down by a mere bit would cause Qin Fen’s momentum to fall. Then he would be chased by unending and continuous attacks. Their display and appearance, akin to that of crazy wolves, wasn’t one that normal people ought to possess.

Qin Fen’s fist drew its power from the bottom of his foot. The power then concentrated into a rotational force within his body. His fist was not only firm and fierce beyond compare, but the spot he struck out at was completely elaborate. It was the tiny pit beneath the kneecap.

Normally, seeking to strike this location in the outstanding life or death slaughter of a battle was truly not an easy thing to do. It was just that today, as his opponents’ lower limbs had suddenly turned exceptionally thick. Though this increase the power of leg sweeps substantially, it also exposed the weak points to be incomparably clear.

The fist smashed below the knee on the cartilage tissue. It was as if this thick and solid thigh was like a large tree that had been chopped down by a hatchet. It broke completely backward. His opponent’s body, however, didn’t seem to feel any sort of pain. The broken leg dropped to the ground in a step, and his body turned. He dashed below Qin Fen’s body like a crippled horse. There was a fanatical smile on this opponent’s face, and he struck out from bottom to top at Qin Fen’s throat.

A wisp of fury suddenly flashed in Qin Fen’s glowing eyes. The fierce tiger was the Beast King, and when faced with the challenge of an injured wolf, this angered the Beast King, for it possessed might. The back leg stance of the Tiger Lunge slowly trod the ground and exerted force. With the sole of the foot as the center, it was as if a thousand-pound object had been tossed to the ground within a two-meter radius. He raised the knee of his foreleg, and the air immediately screamed with the ripping of cloth and the piercing of air.

This was a move of one of the opponents Qin Fen fought in the past. This was the recruit Zha Can’s Wyvern Raises Knee. This move simply rammed the opponent’s chin into pieces. The power, akin to that of an ocean’s wave, engaged in a second assault. It simply smashed the opponent’s head to smithereens by force.

The other four terrorists all arrived by Qin Fen’s side in a flash. Their arms, as thick as thighs, and their muscular thighs, as powerful as those of rhinoceroses, came smashing down from four different directions with Qin Fen in the middle. Qin Fen was surrounded by attacks.

Being dauntless and unafraid of death was the best way to stall for time. With several terrorists eventually dead from their all-out attacks, the remaining four terrorists were given enough time to be used.

Qin Fen’s body had been pushing back against his true energy all this time. He had forcibly chosen to pressurize a portion of his true energy. At this moment, he was incapable of suppressing it any longer. His true energy erupted like a volcano, following his meridians to surge in a thunderous roar of turbulence. Qin Fen’s two arms were like holy weapons in the hands of an Arhat. He was tranquil and dignified as he felt the bubbling motions of the surrounding currents of air. It was time to rely on martial senses to eliminate demons in a dance.

The Guardian Deity Fist’s most suited move for fighting groups—the Guardian Deity Chaotic Dance—was used.