Chapter 446 - Who Else Other Than Me? (1/2)

Blood filled body, red eyes, overwhelming posture, after fighting a battle like a mad demon. The power of being able to kill two martial dao master in a short period of time had enveloped the entire battlefield completely.

Hatakeyama Kazuo and Qin Fen clashed with each other. They fought an intense chilling battle instinctively and their body drifted half a meter backward unknowingly.

Hatakeyama Kazuo had the status of martial dao master today because he had killed people more than once. Otherwise, it would be impossible to reach this height today. But today, in the face of Qin Fen’s demonic, overwhelming, and wild attitude, he was really afraid and his heart and body showed fear instinctively.

Be it Kyokushin Kouten or Bae Seong-Joon, Hatoyama Kazuo competed with the two big martial dao masters confidently, but the winning rate was only fifty-fifty. If the same martial dao masters exchanged blows continuously, by the second round, he would have no chance of winning.

Hatakeyama Kazuo looked at the overwhelming red eyes of Qin Fen. He repeatedly deeply inhaled cold air repeatedly and thought, “How are these human eyes, they seem to be the eyes of a war demon…”

Several martial dao masters’ hearts tremble slightly. Although this was not pointed at them, they could still feel Qin Fen’s overwhelming aura as one of the strongest martial dao masters, the power that declared: who else other than me?!

Hashimoto Nagashiro saw this battle and the excitement caused his body fat to tremble. This battle Qin Fen won in terms aura of power, because of bravery, and because of his heart of martial dao.

Song Zhenting, who was emotionally moved, nodded repeatedly. Qin Fen’s two consecutive battles were breakthroughs beyond his limit. It was not some small universe explosion, but a synthesis of everything that he could integrate and all things that could be merged and stimulated. The potential was the same and he released the aura of power of a martial artist who dares to fight.

“This battle is really beautiful.” Song Zhenting applauded. Before fighting against Kyokushin Kouten, Qin Fen would have lost a lot in the previous battle where he killed Bae Seong-Joon, a battle that must have provoked some potential internal injuries. He should have found a place to rest immediately.

Kyokushin Kouten’s four-star biochemical beast became an important piece for him to qualify for the final victory.

However, Kyokushin Kouten’s victory chances in this series did not give him any winning advantages.

Qin Fen blew out the Investiture of the Gods twenty-four times in a single breath. Every punch hit the body of Kyokushin Kouten. Initially, the biochemical beast’s regenerative capacity did play a very strong role, but its regenerative construction speed could not be compared with the Qin Fen’s Investiture of the Gods demolition and destruction speed.

The power of the mighty Investiture of the Gods was like the urban personnel of the barbaric demolition. The blows had broken the strong defense and regeneration of Kyokushin Kouten’s body. In the end, when he took the twenty-third attack of the Investiture of the Gods, the meridians and the organs in his body had been shattered completely and he was shocked to death on the spot. Only the body was seemingly intact from the outside.

When Kyokushin Kouten took the twenty-third hit from the Investiture of the Gods, his arms raised instinctively. Before they could be lifted fully, the body’s instinct has stopped working, along with the disappearance of life.

Song Zhenting can only admire the regenerative ability of the level four biochemical beast but it was still not comparable to Qin Fen’s Investiture of the Gods.

Looking at Qin Fen, who was standing on the ground like a bloody war demon, Song Zhenting frowned slightly. He was doubtful about whether Qin Fen could still live. Although the principle of Investiture of the Gods couldn’t be understood, it could also be seen that every time he hit, he put the body under tremendous pressure. It should be a martial arts technique that could be used when the body is in good condition. To use it in an injured state… one would hurt themselves before hurting the enemy.

The martial artists who spectated the battle in the sky all had their attention on the body of Hatakeyama Kazuo. They wanted to see his reaction.

A huge body resembling a mountain stood in front of Qin Fen. Hashimoto Nagashiro looked at Kyokushin Kouten and shook his head gently. Although he did not say anything, his actions told people his intent clearly. If someone wanted to fight Qin Fen, who had fought two martial dao masters consecutively, they would first have to go through his Neo Sumo.

Hatakeyama Kazuo looked at Hashimoto Nagashiro with a stern face and sighed in his heart. If we could stand side by side at this moment, maybe we could… we are Japanese, why…

“What a shame…” Hatakeyama Kazuo sighed again. He thought in his heart that if this battle was carried out at Mount Fuji, then Kyokushin Kouten would make more profit and would reduce Qin Fen’s advantage. Perhaps the end result would be different.

Hashimoto Nagashiro shook his fat neck gently and Kyokushin Kouten could read some words from his eyes, Martial dao regardless of nationality! The world had already become the same!

Clatter…

The hatch of a helicopter in the sky was broken from the inside by the violent power.

Coquettish shouting sounds came out from the cabin, and Xue Tian, who was in a light blue martial artist suit landed on the ground beside Qin Fen. With a lazy smile on his lips, his right hand slid gently on his katana on the top of the handle slowly. He said, “My brother fought two battles, which have made my heart excited. I heard the new Aikido master Mr. Hatakeyama Kazuo can use his bare hands like white blades as simply as taking something from a bag, I would like to see that.”

Hatakeyama Kazuo cheek muscles twitched and both his eyes contracted cautiously and stared at the katana on Xue Tian’s waist. He took a deep breath into his lungs.

Everyone present was a martial dao expert. Xue Tian, who had invited himself and appeared with a few blade techniques had given everyone a weird feeling.

Blade, no sheath! Sharp aura breaks the sky!

People, don’t do it! Battle intent rushing into the sky!

Xue Tian was different from Qin Fen. He lacked the external release of Qin Fen’s martial dao but had a more introverted aura of power that Qin Fen did not have. This was not because Xue Tian’s realm was higher than Qin Fen, but rather, a determination of his character. Usually, he looked more like a casual gangster.

A kind of restraint was not caused, but for Hatakeyama Kazuo of Aikido, it was a threat that was more difficult to describe.

The martial dao connoisseurs who were present at the moment of Xue Tian’s appearance felt that this kid’s whole body had a hidden aura of blades. There was more than just the one blade in his hand.

How many knives does this young Xue Tian have on the body? Song Zhenting was somewhat unable to estimate the exact number of blades on Xue Tian’s body.

Fight? Or don’t fight? Hatakeyama Kazuo’s heart hesitated. He faced the provocation of the younger generation. If he chose not to fight, then the reputation of the new Aikido would sustain some damage.

Fight? When Hatakeyama Kazuo looked at Xue Tian, he didn’t know why there was a special feeling. This kid who just appeared was no better than Qin Fen. He may not have the majestic boxing power, but he had more quick-witted changes.

Fight? Or not fight? Hatakeyama Kazuo’s eyebrows condensed like a hemp rope as he looked up at the helicopter in the sky.

Several young martial artists’ aura in the cabin were condensed together, and while their strengths may be less than fifteen-stars, it did not mean that they lacked an overflowing intent to fight.

Hatakeyama Kazuo had no doubt that if he had won against Xue Tian, these young people would jump out and challenge him like animals.

Defeat Xue Tian? Hatakeyama Kazuo was confident that he could not be as cool as how Qin Fen was when he killed Bae Seong-Joon. Even if it was possible to win Xue Tian, it would come with an expensive price. At that time, he would have no power to face the follow-up round-robin challenges. This was a real problem.

Hatakeyama Kazuo’s hands were placed behind him. He raised his chin and looked at the turbid sky, “The new Aikido is the new Aikido and the new Karate is the new Karate. Purging, of course, will be completed by a true Hatakeyama Kazuo’s disciple, my new Aikido would not intervene.”

The voice fell and the body of Hatakeyama Kazuo shook with the sound of the wind as he flew away from the battlefield. There was not even the slightest hint of nostalgia.

The other martial dao master in the sky looked at the broken battlefield and looked at the departing Hatakeyama Kazuo who had left silently.

There was nothing left to continue to reminisce with the collapsed Hallasan. Today, although the time of the two consecutive battles was very short, they were extremely fierce.

Song Zhenting did not turn back to look at Hallasan. His lips always had a faint smile. He thought, It was not a waste of a trip to spectate this battle. Although Qin Fen is not as good as me, he was still able to draw out a lot of unexpected experiences from this battle.

“Propose?” Song Zhenting smiled more and more, “Maybe it will be more interesting than I thought.”

Hashimoto Nagashiro turned his meaty body and looked down at Qin Fen, “Kid, I am still alive.”

Qin Fen barely squeezed out a smile, “Senior, still alive.”

“Senior?” Hashimoto Nagashiro’s two thick black eyebrows gathered with the fat on the forehead, “Kid, you are also from Sacred Martial Hall right? I also came out from there. We are from the same sect, when was there a senior or a junior? If you like me, you can call me Hashimoto, let’s be friends. After dinner, let’s drink tea and talk about martial arts. If you do not like me, you can continue to call me a senior.”