Chapter 267 - True Hardness in Softness (1/2)

The West Asian recruit dove at Qin Fen yet again. But this time, his eyes were flickering with a little bit of doubt along with the hatred he had for him. Why has his strength fallen instead of risen at this moment? His four-star strength has receded to three-star!?

At the distant, the recruits of various continents with a strong perception for aura had their eyes light up at the same time even more so. What does this East Asian recruit want to do? Three-star versus four-star?

In between Yang Lie’s dashing eyebrows, a “井” character had appeared as he furrowed his brow unconsciously. The disunity in Qin Fen’s Tai Chi moves had thoroughly disappeared and had been replaced by incomparable smoothness, as natural and smooth as floating clouds and flowing water. Is this guy using the West Asian recruit to practice?

Qin Fen relaxed his waist and sunk his hips as the speed of true energy circulating in his body took a dive. His star-class also fell from four-star to three-star. Using the White Crane Spreading Its Wings, he gently touched the Iron Sand Palms at his wrists. Immediately, the West Asian recruit felt that a high-speed gyroscope had appeared at the back of his hand, throwing his attack off-course.

BOOM!

The West Asian recruit charged too forcefully, and so, when his palm was diverted off the course, it struck the reinforced concrete, splattering pieces of stone everywhere.

CRACK…

The crisp sound of bones breaking was fed into the loudspeaker through the mike. Through the projection screen, the audience immediately noticed the facial muscles of the West Asian recruit twitching.

Usually, the Iron Sand Palm could break bricks but it needed a support point. Which was completely different from directly hitting the ground.

The reinforced concrete was completely cemented with the ground. The Iron Sand Palm with the strength of four-stars was somewhat fragile in front of it.

“Oh? The three-star East Asian recruit can actually fend off the four-star West Asian recruit?”

“Yeah, this East Asian recruit always gives a surprise every time he fights.”

“This East Asian recruit is surprisingly strong!”

The three commentators spoke one after another, making many spectators, who had not discovered the drop in Qin Fen’s star class, exclaim in marvel.

The West Asian recruit’s face flushed red. It was hard to tell whether it was because he was angered from the embarrassment or if it was because of the pain. But sweat could already be seen on his forehead.

Qin Fen heaved a soft sigh. Looking at his hands, he shook his head, again and again. It seems that the control of my strength needs to be improved. Although three-star can surpass four-star, I am unable to control the footsteps and strength of my opponent like the Vile King. I have yet to reach the step where I can completely control the battle.

Unable to control even a second-rate West Asian recruit? Qin Fen moved his ten fingers. It seems I have not truly mastered this Twenty-Four Simplified Tai Chi Fist completely. I’ve only understood a part of it, that’s all.

Sighing, shaking his head, moving his fingers. At the sight of these three simple actions, the West Asian recruit’s eyes burned with anger. This Qin Fen is truly going too far in bullying others. Not only is it an insult by fighting using lower-class strength, he actually shows such a disdainful attitude.

“Qin Fen, I won’t rest until you are dead…”

The West Asian recruit roared, almost ripping out his vocal cords. His roar echoed in the entire stadium as it was transmitted into the loudspeakers through the mikes in the surrounding.

Before the West Asian recruit’s voice faded away, Qin Fen’s strength dropped once more from three-star to two-star!

“What? Two-star!?”

“Oh my God, has the East Asian recruit gone crazy?”

“He couldn’t believe that the opponent would injure his arm, so, he is looking down at his opponent!? There is too big of a gap between these two.”

Before the West Asian recruit could fly into a rage, the three commentators rushed to inform the audience of this shocking information.

“Two-star!?”

“Two-star!? True or false?”

As the commentators’ shouted, the audience immediately broke into an uproar. Some even stood up and rubbed their eyes, wondering whether they were dreaming or if the East Asian recruit had truly lost his mind.

“Two-star!?”

Yang Lie straightened his back once more as the “井” shaped frown between his eyebrow eased off completely. His eyes flickered with a glimmer of insight. “Sure enough, he is using his opponent to hone himself. Practicing in here, so daring, so courageous. I hope, more and more, that I will be able to fight against you in the semi-finals.”

“East Asian recruit…” Caesar interlaced his fingers as he looked at Qin Fen, spellbound. “You can defeat Little Dragon King – Yang Lie, right? I want to fight you more than I want to fight Yang Lie. Someone who can practice Twenty-Four Simplified Tai Chi Fist to this level, I want to know what kind of strength you can unleash when you will truly cast your finishing move!”

“Two-star!?”

Suddenly, blood rushed to the West Asian recruit’s head and chest as he spewed out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were bulging so wide in anger that they were ready to pop out anytime.

“Come.”

Qin Fen himself was infected by the calmness of Tai Chi. His tone was incomparably peaceful; there wasn’t any aggression in his voice, not even the slightest. His voice was as calm as if he was talking to martial artists whose star-class was lower than himself.

Before the West Asian recruit could make his move, Qin Fen slowly closed his eyes. He was as calm as a blind man.

“Oh my God! How many tricks is this East Asian recruit going to play in his first match?”