Chapter 97 - One Palm Four Styles!

Bang!

Before Iron Hand could even finish speaking, Qin Fen had flung his arm, and the gun resonated in the air. The gunshot simply interrupted Iron Hand’s words, and the bullet shattered the red apple into pieces, telling everyone that the curve shot really wasn’t difficult.

I t was crisp! The shot was incomparably crisp! Iron Hand stared stunned at Qin Fen. The shot just now was made without any warning, showing the enormous confidence hidden in Qin Fen when he fired.

This performance was something that exceeded pure marksmanship. There were other military techniques within it! The hidden nature of that shot was far too strong. If this shot had been done during combat in the midst of trees and if Qin Fen was his opponent, Iron Hand found it quite likely that his life would be in forfeiture the moment he revealed his back.

The other seasoned soldiers froze in place as well. Monkey was mid-bite in a peach when he froze, and Chicken had just bitten down on some seeds in his hand.

Making a curve shot was completely different from shooting a fixed target and shooting a moving target. Anyone could be proficient in the latter with strenuous training.

However, the curve shot needed both bitter training and talent.

Where in the world did this recruit come from? The seasoned soldier studied Qin Fen anew. Qin Fen was calm, silent, and had defeated the traps of assembling guns and the moving target they set before the mission. He outmaneuvered them so easily that their plans were completely destroyed.

This was first-class marksmanship, a steady quality of the heart, and a lively mind. These weren’t qualities that a recruit should possess. Which military family did this genius of the new generation come from?

“Interesting. How interesting!”

Xue Tian walked briskly to arrive in front of Qin Fen, the long katana gently waving on his waist. Based on the position it hung from his waist, anyone could tell that it wasn’t used for decoration but was truly a sharp weapon for killing.

Though there was a thick scabbard of steel, Qin Fen could still feel the cold sharp blade seep through from the scabbard. That was a blade that had truly killed people before. Though it couldn’t compare in the dense blood-thirsty aura of Butcher’s Triface Thorn, the aura of sharpness far exceeded that of the Triface Thorn.

“What’s up? You know blades too?” Xue Tian could feel what Qin Fen had his attention on. He handed the katana on his waist over to Qin Fen with a slap. “It looks like we are the only two recruits in this mission. Letting you take a look can be considered a sort of getting to know each other.”

Qin Fen acted straightforwardly. He extended a hand to accept the katana while giving his explosively powerful handgun over to Xue Tian. He could tell that Xue Tian had glanced at his explosively powerful handgun with curiosity when giving him the blade.

It looked to be a typical heavy katana, but Qin Fen’s heart immediately felt shocked the moment it was placed on his hand. This blade had to be at least thirty kilograms in weight, giving it a power far stronger than expected in close-quarter combat.

Xue Tian held the gun assembled with explosive power, clicking his tongue without end. It took him longer than Qin Fen to assemble a gun back when it was his turn, and his gun wasn’t as blunt and direct as Qin Fen’s. At the very least, he could say that he never thought that such a gun could be assembled.

These two people appeared very differently in the eyes of the seasoned soldier when compared to the past. From their current performances, these two had exceeded the level of recruits and had barely reached the level that a first-grade special forces soldier should have.

“Hey, new kid. Let’s spar a bit, what do you say?” Monkey tossed away the peach in his hand and slithered over before Qin Fen. He said, “Impromptu responses are very important in missions.”

Qin Fen spoke not a word as he shook his head in silence. This man walked with his knees bent far, appearing quite frivolous. However, his steps were actually steady, the spine of his back was faintly curved like a bow, and his arms hung down with power. There seeped through the faint air of a monkey in a zoo. If Monkey were truly to fight, then he would probably be terrifyingly nimble.

“What’s wrong? Scared?” Monkey stared at him provocatively. “You appear to be someone skilled but without any guts. People like you are suited for teaching, not for….”

“Only an idiot would fight in this so-called fair environment where a four-star martial artist challenges a six-star meteor level expert.” With just this simple sentence from Qin Fen, Monkey’s expression became richer than Squad Leader Hao’s when his power level was exposed.

The several seasoned soldiers and Xue Tian looked at Qin Fen with odd expressions. This young man just entered the room not too long ago. He possessed a calm attitude from beginning to end, challenging everyone’s baseline of understanding in unbroken succession.

This was a young man who could rely on his martial senses to detect whether or not his opponent was stronger than him, but such people, who could see through the true strength of those stronger than him, were extremely rare even among the most talented.

“I’m very interested in experiencing the Great Sage Fist, if you’re willing to fight me fairly using four-star strength.” Qin Fen said, already retreating two steps back into the Shaolin Arhat Fist’s rising stance. His stance was that of challenge.

All those able to enter the special forces, especially a first-grade special forces soldier, possess their own unique qualities. Learning through combat and absorbing experience is the best way to improve yourself. Qin Fen remembered Butcher’s words to this day. Right now he had the chance to spar with special forces soldiers, people who weren’t his masters. He naturally wouldn’t let the chance go that easily.

The gazes that the seasoned soldiers used to stare at Qin Fen changed once more. This young man’s words had pushed Monkey into a corner where he had no option but to accept the challenge, a challenge where he could only use four-star strength.

Monkey had a very odd expression on his face. The Monkey Fist had already begun to be infused within his bones, and the air of the Monkey Form upon his body had gradually turned from a dense thickness to something not as evident. He had walked a mere few steps. He never thought that a four-star martial artist could see through him with just that. Where in the world did the young man’s massive amount of experience come from?

Qin Fen had seen over a thousand fights. Within the past month, all sorts of experts had given him instruction. Qin Fen had assimilated the essence of observing combat at lightning speed back in the day. His strength of vision was far greater than his physical strength.

“Senior Monkey! What’s wrong? Are you afraid of sparring with us recruits?” Xue Tian looked like he wanted to watch the world burn. His voice changed from that of an initial mockery to a howl. The spacious room echoed with his roared words time and time again.

Monkey wasn’t angry from being pushed into a corner and challenged by a young man. Instead, the desire to do battle slowly rose in his heart.

Even if they both used four-star strength to fight, Monkey was confident that he would seize the upper hand in all aspects, whether it be in power control or judgment.

“There’s still the possibility of an instant kill in a fight even with me on your star level.” With a slight squat, Monkey’s body pulled down slightly, and he squatted on the ground like a monkey from a zoo in a split second. Faint words came out of his lips. “Young man. Don’t try to believe that we stand on the same starting line.”

Qin Fen didn’t talk, the soles of his feet sticking to the ground, slowly moving forward. He didn’t leave even a bit of an opening with his entire body from head to toe. He was like a mobile fort with perfect defenses, pushing forward to flatten Monkey beneath him.

Monkey’s eyes crazily spun round and round as he rapidly sized up Qin Fen from head to toe. With a quick shake of his palms, he made a sudden leap forward. He pounced upon Qin Fen’s sensory nose, eyes, lips, tongue, and ears like a vixen. Not only could the palms destroy Qin Fen’s face, their power could simply pierce the skull, turning the brain to mush.

“He’s even faster than Park Jong-Hwan! This is the first time I’ve seen a four-star opponent with such speed!”

The muscles of Qin Fen’s entire body thrummed slightly, and his ankle hastily contracted into something like a ball of meat that pounced at Monkey. His majestic aura from before vanished completely without a trace as he lowered his head to dodge past Monkey’s claw. The five fingers of his left palm rang out like thunder as he raised his palm up toward Monkey’s lower body. Monkey Steals the Peach, overflowing with an aura of vileness, was being utilized to the peak of marvelousness.

Not only was Monkey greatly shocked from this, even the seasoned soldiers spectating from the side all had bulging wide eyes. Xue Tian had a better reaction. He clapped his hands and shouted in praise, “Nice!”

This palm of Qin Fen’s could crush stone and split wood. Monkey didn’t believe that he could play around, harden himself like steel, and take the blow. He hastily leaped to the side with a flip of his body. He looked just like a drunk monkey that was in an extreme sorry situation. However, the move was useful. He managed to dodge the Monkey Steals the Peach that overflowed with an aura of vileness.

Qin Fen was unable to steal the peach, but he twisted his wrist to grab towards the back of Monkey’s waist. If the kidney here was grabbed, though his family jewels would be safe, they would only act as mere decoration for the rest of Monkey’s life.

Vile! Utterly vile!

Each and every one of the seasoned soldiers’ eyeballs were nearly falling out of their sockets. People who were calm and steady—people who possessed a body that faintly seeped out a calm, collected, and unhurried aura—walked a firm and fierce road, even if they weren’t typically tyrannical. How could this young man create an aura so incomparably pressing a moment ago, yet actually be this vile in an actual fight?

The Monkey Steals the Peach? The Monkey Plucks the Fruit? Severing one’s future lineage?

Monkey was placed at a disadvantage. His figure was like a tottering boat within the howling winds and torrential rain. He could capsize at any moment, but he never truly capsized from beginning to end. The hearts of the seasoned soldiers grew firm one after another. They were worthy of being called seasoned soldiers, having weathered many years. They wouldn’t become mentally rash due to the pressure from a recruit. Monkey just needed to capture…

Before the seasoned soldiers could complete their thoughts, the vigor within Qin Fen’s body suddenly increased sharply after executing a groin kick. The Triple Palm Strike was unleashed, then his arms twisted and crossed into the Arhat Worships Buddha.

The aura of firmness and ferocity suddenly appeared, and Qin Fen’s attack was akin to a giant river roaring east. The attack surged and rushed in unbroken succession, and the wind generated by his palms screamed, forcefully breaking Monkey’s tempo.

With his tempo stifled, Monkey knew that it was no longer possible to smoothly dodge Qin Fen’s attack. His two arms swung out to clash with Qin Fen’s arms; the absolute power of the Monkey Fist’s swing was unleashed. The clash between the four arms caused the room to echo loudly with the sound of flesh striking flesh, a sound shocking to the soul.

Not good! My swing is no good! 

One could unleash the power of ten dragons and ten elephants when the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art was cultivated to the peak. Such a cultivator could easily knock over a mobile armor tank, let alone a person. Though Qin Fen had yet to train to the peak, the power of his palm, under the explosive eruption of force, was practically unparalleled among four-stars.

Monkey was greatly shocked. Qin Fen mixed great, firm, and fierce power with the Arhat Worships Buddha to unleash it at the peak. The Monkey Fist’s swing was incapable of being effective, having its tempo subtly broken.

Meteor Level! In the moment of crisis, Monkey suddenly raised the true energy of his Great Sage Fist to the next level by instinct. He was now in the meteor level, a difference between heaven and earth. And his hands struck out like a drummer of a band playing the drums. The palms endlessly smacked the forearm of Qin Fen’s grand and explosive fist!

The sound of flesh colliding as akin to that of refined steel. Qin Fen immediately felt a stab of pain in his arm as his wrist was torn by dozens of monkeys at the same time. The scorching pain was unending.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, which was the raging river, had simply met the gate of a dam that could contain a thousand kilograms. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art was instantly stopped!

The light in Monkey’s eyes skyrocketed in radiance. He had been pushed into increasing his strength from four-star to five-star. If he couldn’t beautifully and cleanly defeat his opponent, then he really wouldn’t have even a sliver of face remaining after the fight.

His right hand seized the median plane with a shake of his shoulders, and the Holy Sage Art caused his bones to rumble with vibration as his fingers pierced toward Qin Fen’s chest.

The complexions of the four seasoned soldiers changed tremendously. It was the One Palm Four Styles! Monkey was staking it all! He had taken out the ultimate skill lying at the bottom of his tool kit in this strive for victory!