Chapter 455 - Second Attempt to Climb the Qilin Mountain (1/2)

Going up the Qilin Mountain for the second time!?

Hashimoto Nagashiro wondered if there was something wrong with his ears; his eyes staring at the shrinking back of Qin Fen as he climbed up the Qilin Mountain slowly. He shook his head, again and again, his heart filled with nothing but admiration.

Not just any martial dao master would still have the guts to go up the mountain after seeing Qilin express his attitude with his fists.

As Qin Fen went up the Qilin Mountain that was a few thousand kilometers above the sea level, he could feel the hostility and blood lust looming in the forest from time to time. But now, he no longer felt that pricking sensation on his skin. On the contrary, he was enjoying the scenery around the mountain at leisure. Suddenly, he found that he had missed many breath-taking and beautiful views last time.

Carved on the ridges on either side of the mountain road were various poems expressing one’s feelings and thoughts. Looking at the poems from a distance, he could even sense the poets’ emotions when they carved the poems. Furthermore, he could sense a bit of their martial arts style hidden in the characters.

They were completely unlike the Wu(武) character of the Sacred Martial Hall, which could guide the martial artists on their martial dao; rather than martial arts experience, these words carried the soul of the poets when they had written these poems.

Vigorous and forceful, wild and unrestrained, lofty aspirations… all kinds of emotions were overflowing out of these words. Having been on this mountain for so many years, these emotions were faintly connected to the soul of the mountain already.

Qin Fen walked all the way to the hall at the top of the Qilin Mountain. Steward Hou was sitting on a rattan chair just outside the entrance, rocking it as he enjoyed the sunlight through his narrowed eyes.

Qin Fen came up to him and bowed lightly with his fists cupped. Nonetheless, Steward Hou’s eyes remained narrowed but a slight smile of satisfaction rose on his dry lips as he pointed at the stone house further ahead of the lobby with his skinny fingers.

Steward Hou may have remained silent but just that simple gesture was enough for Qin Fen to clearly understand that it meant that he could go up on his own.

Entering the lobby, Qin Fen slowed down his pace as he swiftly circulated the World Martial Arts Master Outline true energy in his body and pushed it to the extreme in the blink of an eye. Next, simulating the Origin Suppressing Vahra Art, he began to compress his true energy by a magnitude of two, bit by bit.

This time, he was up against someone who was rumored to be the strongest martial artist of Earth. Qin Fen didn’t plan on using the biochemical beast or any drug to enhance his strength. Doing so would only incur the disdain of the other party.

Using the three-point-five times Origin Suppressing Vajra Art, Qin Fen took a deep breath as he regulated the flow of his in his body. Owing to which, his surging blood was slowly compressed to a calm stream; the calm before the storm.

In a flash, Qin Fen’s spirit, true energy, and his body had reached an unprecedented state of harmony. Next, as he lifted his leg off the last step of the peak, he said, “I am here for…”

The words had not even exited his mouth when a powerful roar like that of a dragon but not like a dragon at the same time resounded throughout the peak of Qilin Mountain. In the blink of an eye, the air around the peaceful Qilin Mountain changed; an awe-inspiring stream of energy suddenly erupted from the tiny little stone house like a nuclear bomb explosion.

The breath-taking energy broke through the stone wall between the two instantly. In the blink of an eye, the solid stones were crushed into nothing and the remaining dust flew out with the immense stream of aura of power.

Qin Fen felt a strong tremor under his feet as if his rooted feet were about to come off the ground. He knew that his feet weren’t uprooted for real but the might of Qilin’s feet was so tremendous that it gave him an illusion that his footing had become unstable.

The immense stream of energy took the form of the mythical Qilin in the blink of an eye; an overwhelming aura of king pressed on Qin Fen instantly.

Nonetheless, this blow was the same as the last attack. And the moment before the attack, Qin Fen was still unable to sense the moment the opposite side took action.

Only this time, Qin Fen had made all the mental preparations in advance. He didn’t want to be knocked unconscious, as such, he could care less about the destruction of flora and fauna at the top of the Qilin Mountain. After having compressed his fifteen-star true energy by three-point-five times, he let it all out, he didn’t repress even the slightest bit of it.

At the same moment, Qin Fen’s true energy gushed out his body at full speed, forming a halo around him under the sunlight, giving the impression of a small sun. Immediately after, two visible streams of dragon-shaped true energy gushed out of his nostrils, circling around his body at high speed, sweeping the weeds and gravels in his vicinity off the ground along with.

Owing to the high-speed flow of true energy, Qin Fen’s cells were extremely active. In a flash, Qin Fen’s skin turned as smooth as jade. And in the brilliance of sunlight refracting through his true energy, it became glossier and more transparent. Even the skin of a newborn baby would lose before his. Once again, his figure resembled a statue carved from jade just like the one during the battle of Hallasan.

Qin Fen played all his cards in a short and ultimate upsurge! The two streams of dragon-shaped true energy circling around Qin Fen coiled around Qin Fen’s arm and transformed into eighteen streams of small roaring dragon-shaped true energy, his legs bent to the fierce shock. Immediately, the rocks under his feet flew everywhere with a sudden explosion, whereas Qin Fen’s figure had already disappeared, leaving a trail of afterimages; Thunder Steps!

“Interesting…” Steward Hou, watching the extremely rare battle lying on the rattan chair, pursed the corner of his lips lightly. “However, if you think you can avoid Qilin’s Fists with this, then you’re deluding yourself.”

Qin Fen’s Thunder Steps were fast but Qilin’s Fists were faster. The monstrous fist momentum had shrouded Qin Fen’s figure, nonetheless. The roaring Qilin’s Fist, leaving a several inches deep trough on the ground, was before Qin Fen in the blink of an eye.

“So fast!?”

After the Battle of Hallasan, Qin Fen’s Thunder Steps were better than ever. Qin Fen’s shoulder muscles quivered the same time he employed Thunder Steps as eighteen streams of dragon-shaped true energy coiled around Qin Fen’s arm hard like a real coiled dragon pillar; the air around his arm crackled as if a piece of cotton cloth was torn apart. All the while, Qin Fen’s eyes never left that unavoidable Qilin’s Fist.

At first, Qin Fen was planning on avoiding it using Thunder Steps and give a huge gift to this Earth Martial God upon seeing Song Wendong’s appearance clearly. But since he was unable to avoid it, he had decided to break this Qilin’s fist energy!

With all of his true energy compressed by the magnitude of three-point-five, his right arm tore through the air as eighteen streams of radiating true energy gathered and took the form of a huge dragon-shaped true energy, hiding Qin Fen’s arm inside. In a flash, it was hard to tell whether it was a human’s arm or a flying dragon!

“This punch is better than the one at Hallasan…”

God knows when Song Zhenting had appeared by Steward Hou’s side, his eyes radiating a glimmer filled with inexplicable shock and admiration. Although the fights with the two martial dao masters at Hallasan would have provided a major boost to his progress in martial dao for sure, Qin Fen’s speed of progress was still too fast!

Very soon, Song Zhenting began to wonder whether Qin Fen even needed to digest before absorbing everything, or whether he only needed to swallow to be absorbed quickly.

At the same time, Song Zhenting gasped in admiration, Qin Fen’s feet fiercely shook with the ground. His cervical vertebra moved up and down like the billowing Huanghe river. His blood roared non-stop as his bones crackled like firecrackers; the momentum of Eighteen Dragons Gathering Wind and Clouds changed again!

Qin fen was quite clear that there was a huge gap between Qilin and him. It would rather be stupid to hide his strength and show his little cleverness before an expert. As such, the punch which had absorbed the soul of Sahara was completely unleashed at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, the aloof atmosphere, mixed in with a sliver of pleasantly cold air, atop the Qilin Mountain changed in the blink of an eye. A hot, dry, and ancient aura suddenly soared through the sky! At this moment, it was as if the entire Qilin Mountain was covered by this ancient heatwave. The sudden change in the air carried the dryness of the desert.

The soul of Sahara that had existed for millions of years was integrated into Qin Fen’s ultimate skill of Godly Fists, the Investiture of Gods. Its goal happened to be Qilin’s Fist!

Suddenly, two beams of brilliance shot out from the dim and old eyes of Steward Hou, who had been sitting on the rattan chair all the while. His shriveled pair of hands clenched the armrest fiercely as his body shot back up like a corpse suddenly coming back to life. “Outstanding!”

At the same time, two sharp gleams also burst out from the black hole in the stone house.

BOOM! BOOM!