Chapter 435 - : The Martial God of Korea (2/2)

The soldier beside Qin Fen looked at him surprisingly. His breathing looked like he was an ordinary person without martial dao training. Yet he looked different from ordinary people. He was like a newborn, breathing with an indescribable nature. If observed carefully, it would create the illusion of him being more like a tree than a person.

Sleeping? Awake? The soldier did not dare speculate. His doubtful eyes hinted a glitter of envy. This young man was said to have made great achievements in the desert. Maybe he would be promoted again after he returned to the East Asian military headquarters in Shengjing?

“Promotion? This kid left the army for a year! The Snake King actually allowed him to perform such a task behind my back, and he succeeded!” Lee Myeong-Jeong 1 slammed his fist into a thick table. The cup next to it was hit off the table by the shockwave, spilling its caffeinated contents all over the table.

Over the past year, Lee Myeong-Jeong had been unhappy. He had made several attempts to kill Qin Fen, even hiring the Blood Ranks Spear King to kill him. Lee Myeong-Jeong did not expect that Qin Fen would survive; he even achieved such a huge feat in the military.

The Genesis Society? The military had long known about the existence of the Genesis Society, but they always had difficulty discovering their hideouts. It was unexpected for Qin Fen to succeed in discovering their hideout shortly after returning to the army from the Sacred Martial Hall.

“Prevent Qin Fen from returning to the army completely?” Lee Myeong-Jeong’s face became gloomier and gloomier, with a dim of light shining brightly within, “I am afraid that even if we caught him deserting his post after completing his mission, it is hard to prevent him from returning to the army completely. No! I must avenge my son! I must have Qin Fen killed before he returns to the army!”

The glitter of light gradually turned into a cursed light. Lee Myeong-Jeong’s cheeks became more ferocious as his cheek muscles twitched. He clenched his fists, making the sounds of cracking bones, “There is only one way! It’s hard to kill him with underhanded tactics. Even if I succeed, Snake King will take action right after. I shall kill him in an obvious manner!”

“Yes!” Lee Myeong-Jeong’s smile remained full of ferocity. There was still a way to kill Qin Fen in this world — killing him in a fair and square competition!

A deathmatch contest would require a valid excuse. Lee Myeong-Jeong found the best excuse and candidate.

Bae Seong-Joon, the Martial God of the State of Korea! As the founder of Neo Taekwondo, he was committed to spreading his Neo Taekwondo throughout the Federation, hoping to once again set off a popular trend of Taekwondo across the world.

Therefore, in addition to his hard work, he had also trained several outstanding disciples in the past. These people will be publicizing Neo Taekwondo in the future, and they were all candidates who shall continue to bear his light in the future.

It could be said that the efforts put by Bae Seong-Joon’s in these disciples were equal to his training on martial dao.

Witnessing the growth of his disciples and the spread of Neo Taekwondo across the Federation only to be hit by a series of bad news.

Firstly, the defeat of the Pujia brothers had destroyed the opportunity for Bae Seong-Joon to represent East Asian Military Region at the recruitment tournament with Neo Taekwondo, losing the chance to promote the martial art in the process.

Immediately after, Lee Myeong-Jeong’s nephew was defeated by the martial dao champion, Qin Fen, at the recruitment tournament.

Within less than half a year afterward, more news came out. Qin Fen, who had just entered the Sacred Martial Hall, had once again mercilessly defeated the Neo Taekwondo martial artists who were harassing him, killing two of Bae’s disciples in the process.

In just over a year, more than half of the disciples of Neo Taekwondo whom Bae Seong-Joon wholeheartedly trained were killed by Qin Fen. Lee Myeong-Jeong had long heard of the Korean Martial God’s anger. If not for Qin Fen hiding in the Sacred Martial Hall, Bae Seong-Joon would’ve personally killed Qin Fen a long time ago.

Lee Myeong-Jeong always thought that Qin Fen, who was rumored to be the center of attention at the Sacred Martial Hall, was likely to be advertised by the army when he left the Sacred Martial Hall and returned to the army. Lee Myeong-Jeong planned to seek out Bae Seong-Joon at that time.

Unexpectedly, Qin Fen had low-key left the Sacred Martial Hall and completed a huge military feat at lightning speed.

Lee Myeong-Jeong suspected that if this continues, Qin Fen might become a master of martial dao one day. Qin Fen would then continuously rise through the ranks of the military, making it harder to kill him.

Lee Myeong-Jeong took the phone on the desktop and pressed a few keys. The Korean Martial God had great, constant connections with the Korean military. As one of the core members of the State of Korea military, how could Lee Myeong-Jeong not know of the Korean Martial God’s number?

“Master Bae? Hello, I am Lee Myeong-Jeong. I disturb you today to tell you that Qin Fen will return to Zhongzhou later…”

Bang!

Lee Myeong-Jeong immediately stretched his phone away from his ear. Yet, he could still hear the angry slam clearly from the phone.

Judging from the sound, Lee Myeong-Jeong was able to deduce that the angry Bae Seong-Joon had just slammed a wall into ruins with his palms.

Very good! Lee Myeong-Jeong placed the phone back to his ear slowly. He was really satisfied with Bae Seong-Joon’s reaction! The wrath of the Martial God of the State of Korea signified the end of Qin Fen.

“Where is he?”

At the end of the phone, there was an effort made to suppress anger, which led to an unusually icy voice. Even across the telephone, Lee Myeong-Jeong felt his scalp contracting in fear. The unbearable rage of a martial dao master can be felt even across the phone.

“Master Bae, if you are interested in seeing the young martial artist whose name was repeatedly mentioned, how about…” Lee Myeong-Jeong smiled like a blooming flower, “I will pick you up right now to meet him?”

“Ok, I will wait for you!”

Bang! Lee Myeong-Jeong heard the phone being crushed before he heard the “busy” tone from the phone. The Korean Martial God had made their phone the first victim of his anger.

“Boys! Get me the fastest vertical landing aircraft.” Lee Myeong-Jeong sorted out his uniforms, his happiness could be felt from his majestic pace.

With the Martial God of the State of Korea, Bae Seong-Joon, by his side, Lee Myeong-Jeong didn’t need to be afraid of appearing in front of the revenge-seeking Qin Fen this time.

He could be sure that this time, the young man’s days were numbered. Even if Qin Fen knew that the previous plots were orchestrated by Lee Myeong-Jeong, he couldn’t retaliate as the Martial God of the State of Korea would end his life.