Chapter 407 - In Depth Cultivation, New Realm! (2/2)

Forget! Qin Fen faintly felt that this was another realm on his own martial arts. Only after he forgot all the combat skills he learned could he could make real progress.

As for putting all kinds of martial arts together, it would likely be a higher level after he had forgotten everything. As for that level, Qin Fen did not pursue it deliberately. Without a solid foundation, to pursue that weird realm was as unrealistic as someone trying to scoop the moon out of the water [1].

Forget! Qin Fen’s chest was moving greatly and he took a deep breath as he opened his eyes slowly, “This may be the same as the so-called mountain realm of the Buddha, which is transformed into a realm that sees the mountain as not a mountain?”

Organizing was a very troublesome thing, especially the records of Dragon Fist in the Secret Art Pavilion. There were too many, and many of them were preliminary ideas. They could only be regarded as semi-finished products.

It took Qin Fen a whole day to sort out what he saw and everything he recorded. He had not finished his induction yet he already felt the mental fatigue.

Sleep when you are tired! Qin Fen did not insist on completing the induction in one day. After all, the records he saw on that day was too much. To be able to do a simple sorting was already unexpected luck.

“Maybe the genius Xue Tian could have organized and induce it easily?” Qin Fen lay on his bed and closed his eyes. He said to himself before falling asleep, “So to say, in this case, I really am jealous of Xue Tian.”

“Ah… ti!” Xue Tian walked out of the room from the shower and rubbed his nose, “I wonder which beauty is thinking about me again. Hey, my heart aches when I think of beauty, look at these guys, pestering me every day. There is no time to chase girls.”

In Xue Tian’s living room, Caesar and four other people laid on the ground and the sofa in deep sleep. All this time Xue Tian used Qin Fen’s training program to make them understand what was called hell. They didn’t even have the strength to go back to their rooms as they fell asleep in Xue Tian’s room instantly.

Another night passed and Qin Fen woke up again to begin the next cultivation and induction.

These dragon fists were grouped into different categories according to their similar genres and ideas. It was still a work of spirit and mental strength.

Unlike the initial sorting, when inducing, one must know what was the general essence of the dragon fists’ or the general direction of martial dao in order to summarize these works.

This required analysis, a very serious analysis, and it took more effort than the initial sorting.

The insight of those relatively completed dragon fists was considered simple to sort. Qin Fen’s headache was about the classification of the semi-finished products.

On the surface, the value of the semi-finished products looked far less valuable than the finished product, but It was only because they were all semi-finished products. If he could follow the direction of these semi-finished products, no one could guarantee that it would not expand into something that would defy all laws of nature.

In contrast, the classification of these semi-finished products was difficult to do because of the characteristics of the semi-finished products.

To sort something that temporarily looked useless with no idea of how useful it might be in the future, Qin Fen quickly found that the difficulty was much greater than he thought. Due to the need to check and research a semi-finished product and then induce it, he unexpectedly fell into a state of reasoning expansion. An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

“This still requires great perseverance and mental strength.” Qin Fen shook his head hard as if he wanted to throw out the organized items in his head. He said to himself in a low voice, “You must control, learn to control yourself, don’t be too addicted to it.”

For a young man who was addicted to martial dao, it was hard to see a semi-finished product with unlimited expand space and not expand it. This was much harder than to not letting the cats eat fish.

In a blink of an eye, another hour passed. Qin Fen could only sigh weakly, “Well, this time I failed again. Next time, I have to control myself, I must control it.”

After forty-five minutes, Qin Fen smiled bitterly as he shook his head and sighed, “Where did my willpower goes?”

It was just an induction, but Qin Fen was extremely exhausted in spirit and he had only inducted the finished products into different categories. As for the induction of semi-finished products, he had barely just started.

Lay down and sleep, wake up and do induction cultivation.

A lot of time passed and in the blink of an eye, a few days had passed. Qin Fen looked at the electronic calendar and knew that tomorrow was the day that Asura called Yang Lie to go out.

“Time passed so fast?” Qin Fen knelt on his bed, a little bit annoyed.

The induction of semi-finished products was beyond imagination. He thought that the items of the Secret Art Pavilion could be settled quickly. He didn’t expect the difficulty was much more than he imagined.

“It seems that I looked down upon the Sacred Martial Hall.” Qin Fen raised his hand and scratched his head as he reflected upon himself, “Sacred Land of Martial Arts, truly a Sacred Land of Martial Arts. The things I have seen while staying inside for twelve hours compared to staying outside for hundreds of hours was only the contact of the skin and fur [2]. It seems that to forget everything is still far from me. If I were to encounter another battle of life and death with another fourteen-star class martial artists, my winning rate could only be less than one percent.”

“Accurate judgment, an honest confrontation, you are better than I thought.”

At the door, a low voice came in slowly. Qin Fen raised his eyebrows and looked at the door cautiously. Because he was addicted to his self-reflection he did not notice the existence of the person before he spoke…

Wrong! Qin Fen’s two thick eyebrows moved closer to the center gradually. After this person had spoken, he still did not feel his existence!

Who is it? The legendary Bae Seong-Joon? Did he hear about the death of his disciples and had come to Sacred Martial Hall from the State of Korea? A few thoughts flashed through Qin Fen’s mind quickly. It’s not right! If it was Bae Seong-Joon, he would have come with strong killing intent right? The White Tiger once did a similar thing that day! And even if it was Bae Seong-Joon, he should not be able to walk into this house.

The rooms of the Sacred Martial Hall were controlled by the owner of the room. Qin Fen needed to be shut in to finish and induce the classic dragon fists in the past few days. New commands were added to the door settings to block all knocking sounds.

This person did not knock on the door and there was no free access set for him by the owner. How did he get the sound of his voice into the room?

One leg stepped in slowly from the doorway corridor…

Firm and powerful! A spirit full of confidence! Qin Fen’s pupil dilated a bit, it seemed that this person’s leg was definitely not of an average upperclassman’s, it was far more powerful than Cai Renying!

He could enter the room freely? Qin Fen jumped out of bed and became alerted. Does the Sacred Martial Hall have such a person in existence?

Another step forward, the speaker walked into the living room and revealed his true identity.

Qin Fen evaluated the man who didn’t have the slightest of killing intent quickly but his eyes showed that he was a powerful man.

With a height of one meter and eighty-five, the slender body was not much different from any ordinary elite martial artists except for the fact that his skin was really purple!

The sun shone on this purple face and it reflected faintly the delicate luster of his baby’s skin. His golden hair was supple and full of elasticity.

That pair of prideful eyes was actually purple! Like two purple crystals, a firm and divine light shone from it.

“Young man, are you called Qin Fen? First, let me introduce myself. My name is Aziya. My current position is in the inner chamber, head of the criminal law department. You can also call me Sakra.”

As he finished talking, Aziya came to the front of the sofa on his own and sat in the exact center of the sofa with his chest pulled back.

That’s right! Exact center! Qin Fen instantly judged the location of Aziya. It was exactly the center of the long sofa, which seemed to be accurately measured with a vernier caliper.

Inner chamber? Head of the Criminal Law Department? Sakra Aziya? Qin Fen’s eyes were full of doubts. What is the reason for an upperclassman of the Sacred Martial Hall to come?