Chapter 400: Elder Brother to Younger Brother’s Rescue

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

The feeling of being forced to admit… Sakra Azia was filled with indignation. He had never felt as bitter as he did today. So long as this Qin Fen appears, he will certainly create a commotion that will only get bigger and bigger every time.

“The premise is if we forgo his star-class.” Sakra Azia’s bitter tongue finally felt a sweet taste. “In a real fight, star-class still plays a vital role. This young man has indeed surpassed a general genius but he still has his flaw, and that’s his star-class. Even if his strength is in the outbreak phase of growth, he still needs a certain period of time. And he may not survive this glorious tradition in the meantime!”

Ferrero stared at Qin Fen on the screen silently. This young man’s performance over these two days can only be described as the birth of an absolute genius, only this can describe how outstanding he is.

**However, no matter how talented a young martial artist is, he is still unable to hide his biggest shortcoming. And that is his star-class.

After the failure of the first glorious tradition, other martial artists of the same age group will rush madly one after another like the waves after the collapse of a dike. It might take a few days or a few weeks, but a martial artist whose star-class is far superior to Qin Fen will appear; it’s just a matter of time.

Ferrero’s joyful eyes flickered with faint worry whereas Sakra Azia’s indignant eyes flickered with joy. Time was essential for almost any martial artist.

Qin Fen!? Sakra Azia smiled, his eyes never leaving the Qin Fen on the screen. He was thinking about how to deal with this unexpected worshipping of Qin Fen as a teacher.

The lecture was pin-drop silent. It wasn’t that the minds of the young martial artists were in a mess, but this worshipping of Qin Fen as a teacher came out too suddenly and too weirdly. This news was extremely explosive and whoever heard this was simply dumbfounded.

Looking at Ren Tiansheng’s extremely serious expression, Kyokushin Genichi’s expression when he worshipped him as a teacher flashed in his mind. An inexplicable bitter smile appeared on his face.

Now, as he recalled taking Kyokushin Genichi as his apprentice back then, he realized that he was a bit rash. It could even be said that he was oblivious to how high the sky was and how deep the earth went.

Taking a Sacred Martial Hall lecturer whose star-class is higher than mine as an apprentice!? Qin Fen furrowed his brow tightly. It would be a bit rash to think that a fourteen-star martial artist didn’t have a bit of foundation.

“Elder Brother Ren, I think it’s better for us to exchange pointers with each other…”

“Exchange pointers!?” Ren Tiansheng shook his head and waved his head, sighing again and again. “To be honest, if I had the qualifications to exchange pointers with Master, I really wouldn’t worship you as a teacher. After all, a forty years old fourteen-star martial artist taking a ten-star teenaged martial artist as a teacher is really ridiculous! It can even be said that this has never happened in the history of martial arts.”

Everyone nodded, again and again. Ren Tiansheng was right. No matter who heard about this, it would sound more like an April fool’s joke. But today wasn’t April first.

Ren Tiansheng heaved a sigh filled with weight again. “But the problem lies in the fact that Master’s martial arts foundation is indeed deeper than mine, and it’s not just a little bit deeper. If this were the case, I would also accept exchanging pointers with Master rather than worshipping you as a teacher; I would have truly acted shamelessly. Therefore, no matter what you say, I will regard you as my Master! I might have remained stuck in the fourth level of true energy oscillation forever without your guidance, instead of like this…”

Ren Tiansheng spread his five fingers gently. He raised his head and closed his eyes as he sensed the fifth-level true energy oscillations in his body; the inexplicable joy and comfort showed on his face.

How many years has it been!? How many days and nights I had toiled to pursue this feeling!? Ren Tiansheng was so excited that he was about to cry.

Qin Fen smiled helplessly. If I had known that today would end up like this, I really wouldn’t have come to attend this lecture. Even I have not learned much about this much less guide a lecturer.

**Ren Tiansheng’s lecture had turned so noisy that it was impossible to continue teaching. As a lecturer, Ren Tiansheng had the right to end the lecture anytime. The week-long-awaited lecture ended without a hitch just like this.

Everyone, having formed small groups of twos and threes, started exchanging pointers with each other to a certain degree. Qin Fen, on the other hand, was no longer interested in listening to the discussion going on beside him.

It wasn’t because the level of martial arts discussed by the young martial arts was too shallow, but rather, because everyone had reservations. And their reservations had made the discussion most boring.

Suddenly, Qin Fen turned his attention at that young man, who had been sitting in the last row since the beginning of the lecture and found him still sitting alone in the last row. He appeared so lonely. There was no one beside him but he gave off the impression of a crane standing in a flock of chicken.

Qin Fen rubbed his eyes a few times immediately. The feeling wasn’t an illusion but rather the aura of power of this strange young man. He was faintly superior to the other young man around him. Perhaps one could even say that he was even looking down on them; he disinclined to even bother a glance on other young martial artists.

As the eyes of the lone young man met with Qin Fen’s, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips. Seeing how Qin Fen had done not too long ago, he beckoned Qin Fen.

Qin Fen didn’t need to look at the other people around him to know that this beckoning was for him and not the other; it was clear as a day.

Immediately, Qin Fen made his way to the young martial artist and sat beside him in a very natural manner.

“Has your control of blood oscillation also reached the limit?”

The sudden dialogue from the young martial artist was really abrupt yet when Qin Fen heard it, he found it inexplicably natural, as if this young man should have this kind of insight.

“Yes, but the control of marrow oscillations still hasn’t reached the limit.”

Qin Fen replied without having any intention of hiding anything, not in the least. He felt that it would be impossible to hide anything from this young martial artist, no matter what he did.

This was a completely unreasonable judgment. Qin Fen felt that if he insisted on explaining, he could only say that it was a man’s seventh sense. Since women had a sixth sense, why could the man not have a seventh sense?

“Oh, really? Best of luck!” The young martial artist didn’t seem surprised. It seemed like they were talking about some domestic issues rather than advanced martial arts. “True energy, blood, marrow: all three undulating simultaneously and with varying frequency, yet resonating with each other, endlessly promoting each other in a loop.”

“Yes.” Qin Fen nodded his agreement. “It’s easier said than done.”

The young martial artist nodded his acknowledgment. “It’s difficult indeed.”

Qin Fen turned his head and looked at the young martial artist before showing his silver-white teeth as he said with a smile, “Want to spar?”

“No, the current you can’t beat me now, it’s boring.”

“Is that so?” Qin Fen’s battle intent had been growing unconsciously since he sat next to the young martial artist. “But, I still want to give it a try.”

“Do you have to?”

“Just a bit.” Qin Fen looked at the young martial artist. “There is no need for me to suppress my battle intent. I should if I want to.”

The young martial artist smiled shallowly, his eyes flickering with similarly growing interest. **It has been a long while since someone was able to see through the hidden impulses inside his body.

“Who’s Qin Fen!?”

A domineering and provocative shout immediately drew the attention of young martial artists who were enthusiastically discussing the true energy oscillations.

A beautiful, thin brunet was walking in the forefront with an unmasked fierce pride. His green eyes flickered with anger and hatred as he kept staring at Qin Fen. Obviously, he already knew who Qin Fen was among the group.

Standing next to this man was a very familiar person to all, the Inner Sacred Hall’s Sammartino. Sammartino bore a starking resemblance to the man who just shouted. Those he knew about Sammartino immediately thought of his older brother who was also in the Sacred Martial Hall, Samuele.

Sammartino stood beside his elder brother like a nail. He already had his joints connected with the help of others completely after they had been dislocated by Qin Fen. However, the hatred of being defeated in one move had not disappeared.

“All the freshmen who had enrolled just yesterday and had successfully avoided the glorious tradition, stand up!” Samuele bumped his fists into each other as blue electric arcs crackled with the sound of flesh and bones crashing into each other, sounding much like muffled thunder. Immediately, the dust on the ground was sent flying, drifting away.

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The lecture hall was quiet at this moment. Xue Tian, with the katana in his arms, let out a yawn in boredom. He didn’t even turn to so much as a glance at the other party.

Whereas Caesar whispered to Brooks before they placed their palms against each other, competing in attack and defense using true energy oscillations. They, too, didn’t bother to raise their head to look at the opposite party.

Samuele looked dumbfounded. He had imagined every possible reaction of Qin Fen before coming here. He even imagined Qin Fen taking an arrogant attitude and declaring that he had defeated the Young Netherworld King – Hades, and thought of all kinds of ways he would sneer at Qin Fen and attack his pride. And at the same time, clean up Qin Fen and the others, who had beaten his brother, under the pretext of honoring the glorious tradition.

However, Samuele had never thought that even when facing the aggressive questioning of a peak eleven-star level martial artist in the public, no one had responded.

The young man immediately stopped his rising rear off the stump in midair and said, looking at Qin Fen with sparkling eyes, “It seems someone is here for you.”

“Oh, so what? Are we going to spar or not?”

The young martial artist spared a glance at the nearby Samuele through the corner of his eyes and asked Qin Fen, “Aren’t you going to solve this problem first?”

Qin Fen looked at the young martial artist before him with a strange look and retorted, “Do you think that can be even considered as trouble?”

“This…” The young martial artist thought for a few seconds seriously before shaking his head. “I’m afraid not.”

Qin Fen shrugged his shoulder, “Then, let’s spar.”

Crack… crack… crack…

Joints of Samuele’s fists crackled continuously from clenching his fists hard in anger. Even when he was clearly looking for trouble, the freshmen had not even spared a single glance from the beginning to end. This kind of humiliation was far more embarrassing than taking two slaps in the public.

Furious, Samuele had never been so furious! No matter who comes today, these two young men are going to the hospital for half a year!

Gao Yuan readjusted the probe. Because there was no special situation, the camera did not follow Qin Fen but rather scanned others around him. Very soon, the camera was aimed back on Qin Fen.

In a flash, the eyes of every head of department in the room lit up at the same time. The surprise in Sakra Azia was more obvious than the others. With his eyes fixed on the young man standing next to Qin Fen, he subconsciously blurted, “Sir Wu Zun…”