The Favored Son of Heaven

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Although out of everyone’s expectations, this kick seemed tactically correct! Groin Kick had not even reached the vital point yet but Song Wendong could already feel a gush of cold air at his lower body.

Qilin had not expected that Qin Fen with that boundless fist momentum of his could actually change his momentum as he made his move and fire a wretched but very mighty Groin Kick just as he cast the Heaven and Earth in the Palm with the matchless might of heaven and earth.

Qilin was secretly shocked by such a lightning-fast offense and defense. Analyzing this battle by virtue of his cultivation of divine beast level martial artist, he discovered that he was slightly at a disadvantage much to his dismay. Qin Fen, after having suddenly waking up, had become completely different in the blink of an eye. He might not have made a breakthrough to the higher level of martial dao master, but judging by his style of attacks, he had reached a whole new realm altogether. And it wasn’t the realm of a grandmaster, but the realm of a great grandmaster, which was not the slightest bit inferior to a divine beast! If he was not careful, he might very well lose for real…

Strange! This is too strange! Facing Qin Fen, Song Wendong had a strange feeling, as if a divine beast-level martial artist had suddenly possessed Qin Fen’s body and was fighting for him.

In a flash, Song Wendong gathered his thoughts as he separated the vibrating left palm glued to Master’s. He couldn’t care less about the entanglement with Master’s true energy oscillations. He twisted his left ankle hard as he turned and took a step sideways. While at it, he changed his extended right palm that was clawing fiercely towards Qin Fen’s throat into a hoof-type punch aiming straight at Qin Fen’s face. Immediately after, his fist rumbled through the air just like a Qilin galloping straight towards an army of ten thousand soldiers on his four hoofs.

In the blink of an eye, the fist pressure from Qilin’s Punch was already upon Master’s face, making him feel as if an iron roller was pressing towards his face. If it truly hit him, even Master, who was using Qin Fen’s World Martial Arts Master Outline protective divine art, might have his head crack open.

At this moment, Master’s spirit had already covered every nook and corner of the Qilin Peak. Clearly, it was an away field, but the entire peak was seized due to the previous Heaven and Earth in the Palm. Every inch, every flora and fauna, every soul of this Qilin Peak, could be said to be his eyes. Naturally, Master sensed Song Wendong’s direction of charge first. Using Qin Fen’s Electric Steps again, Master was face to face with Qilin.

Electric Steps! Having used them repeatedly, Masted could not help but come to admire Qin Fen. For Qin Fen to be able to create footwork of this level just with the martial dao master foundations of fifteen-star level, Master had no choice but to admit that Qin Fen could better infer things from one fact when it came to martial arts than a genius. This was indeed the fastest footwork among the fifteen-star martial artists, matchless! Even though his strength had fallen to the level of fifteen-star, he still chose this set of mobile footwork.

Heaven and Earth in the Palm and the Qilin’s Fist clashed once again. The moment they clashed, the peak underneath their feet let out even louder rumble than before as countless broken pieces of grasses and fragments of rocks were sent flying into the air by the shock.

Song Wendong’s right shoulder sank suddenly as deafening roars resonated from one side of his body, as if a cow was mooing, or a tiger or a dragon was roaring. Two visible streams of white mist gushed out of his nostrils as two visible masses of energy appeared on either side of his right arm. The true energy on either side of his right grew almost substantial, taking the form of a horn on either side of his arm as he punched towards Qin Fen’s chest.

He twisted, sank, and clashed again! Just like a bull was preparing to pierce its pair of horns into a lion or tiger, he punched towards the dragon-like Qin Fen.

The punch was finished in a flash. It whistled through the air like an ancient steam engine.

Song Wendong employed one of the secret skills of Qilin’s Fist, Qilin’s Spur. Unfortunately, he was using the strength of the fifteen-star martial art instead of the divine beast martial art. Otherwise, tens of thousands of Qilin’s horns of energy would have already emerged in the world.

Even if he was using the strength of the fifteen-star level, this twist, sink, raising, and clashing of fist erupted with several kinds of rising streams of energy in one go. It was incomparably explosive. This attack of Song Wendong could even completely pierce through a mobile armor with the best defense.

This punch was something Song Wendong had created in the past to especially pierce the aura energy of his opponent. And after years of modifications, as he advanced to the level of a divine beast, it became nigh impossible for an ordinary martial dao master to block this using any kind of method. It could severely injure its victim by piercing through their aura energy, rupturing the blood vessels and smashing the bones into pieces.

Qilin rarely resorted to this Qilin’s Spur, as it was too fierce. But because Master had gained a slight bit of upper hand easily and quickly today, if he was unable to level the field quickly, he would be forced into a passive position; he would have to take several hits. He might even lose in the end.

Qilin was a great grandmaster who was standing at the absolute peak of the world. Even in Master’s opinion, who was an outstanding figure in the era when martial arts was prospering in Atlantis, Qilin was an outstanding expert. When both sides were forced in the fifteen-star realm and were unable to bring out the full strength of their martial arts into play, Master could only occupy a little bit of advantage with Heaven and Earth in the Palm.

As Qilin pulled and raised his fist, the air roared like a bull’s bellow and a dragon’s roar non-stop. Immediately, Master felt as if something was drilling through the center of his chopping palm as he felt his arm being raised bit by bit.

Song Zhenting saw the most astounding scene. His father blow was so fierce that even he could only dodge or retreat if he had suppressed his strength to the realm of the fifteen-star. But the effect of this was that the advantage he had grabbed would not only disappear, but it would also make the momentum of the opponent climb like a rainbow. This rise and fall would quickly tilt the balance of victory and defeat. And conjoined with Qilin’s chase with his world-famous Qilin Steps, whether the opponent dodged or retreated, he would be caught up and taken down by a vigorous attack immediately.

Whether the opponent retreated or not, he would lose either way! Song Zhenting furrowed his brow as he lamented in his heart. This is the terrifying part of a divine-beast martial artist. Even if he had suppressed his star-class to the opponent’s level, his vigorous martial arts foundation will become the key to victory.

Steward Hou’s complete attention had been on Qin Fen all the while. He already had quite a bit of understanding of Qilin. Now, all he wanted to see whether this young martial artist could pull another amazing feat since he had already pushed his Master to this extent after having woken up.

Master narrowed his eyes into a thin slit as his eyes flickered with joy along with excitement. It wasn’t that easy to borrow Qin Fen’s body. He would have felt extremely disappointed if Qilin was only capable of this. This Qilin indeed has the demeanor of a divine beast.

Qilin’s Spur arrived in the blink of an eye. But Master didn’t even glance so much as once at it; he kept staring at Qilin’s pupil all the while. Next, he pressed his right hand before his chest and just as Qilin’s Spur came in contact with his hand, he turned it clockwise along with his wrist and arm.

Song Zhenting sneered at the sight of this scene. Qilin’s Spur would not even be considered a divine beast martial art of Qilin if it could be blocked just so easily! However, Qin Fen’s reaction wasn’t bad. At least he didn’t injure his palm by the true energy when his palm came in contact with Qilin’s fist. Nonetheless, it definitely wasn’t enough to stop Qilin’s Spur.

Steward Hou’s eyes were completely glued on Qin Fen. Master’s palm turn may seem to be a simple force redirection by drawing a circle, but it had much deeper implications. While his palm bore the attack, the aura energy on his palm swirled fiercely, spinning round and round like a silkworm spinning silk whereas the Qilin’s Spur was the silkworm chrysalis.

The might of the terrifying Qilin’s Spur remained unabated but Song Wendong’s corner of his eyebrows twitched non-stop. This intertwining gave him an indescribable feeling. He was unable to break away no matter how his attack hit. There seemed to be an inexplicable entanglement momentum in that intertwining force of Master’s palm. If this went on, Qilin’s Spur would be completely trapped before it could hit the target.

“What a strange intertwining force…” Steward Hou was astounded again and again. If this goes on, I’m afraid that even Master’s arm will be at risk of getting broken after the attack is blocked by this entangling force.

Entanglement! Qin Fen watched Master throw Vile King’s martial art aside and resort to the most difficult entanglement martial art of black hole-level martial artists in Master’s and several drill instructors’ opinions instantly.

Unlike other black hole-level martial artists, the expert of martial technique, Entanglement didn’t have any offensive means in combat. All his martial arts were focused on one thing: entanglement.

Whenever Vile King, Zeng Yicheng talked about Lord of Entanglement, Hui Yichan, he would curse him again and again.

“Although my wretched moves are disgraceful, they are very beautiful martial techniques nonetheless. That Hui Yichan can only toss and turn, nothing else. It’s just entanglement, damn those entangling techniques! Fighting with him is the most disgusting! I would rather sleep and do nothing than fight with that bastard!”

Originally, Qin Fen’s Yin and Yang Limitless Twin Dragons was derived from Hui Yichan’s martial technique. Unfortunately, the word entanglement was very profound and abstruse. Qin Fen’s foundation was insufficient to completely understand it and use it for himself. But when Qin Fen saw Master use Entanglement which made Vile King, Zeng Yicheng curse again and again, with the peak strength of the fifteen-star level, he was amazed. At the same time, he was quickly checking the state and momentum of his body, the flow of true energy, which was already bulging his nerves, and the flow of energy outside.

So it was like this, so it was like this… Qin Fen was amazed as he solved many of the previously unsolved mysteries of martial arts in this state.

Entanglement wasn’t some martial arts move. It could even be said that the Lord of Entanglement, Hui Yichan didn’t have any martial technique. All his martial techniques revolved around one word: entanglement! He could entangle with his hand, leg, even body in any position like young men and women who are deeply in love but unable to fulfill their passion.

Entanglement! Hui Yichan pushed this word to a whole new level. Ordinary people couldn’t imagine how amazingly powerful the strange skill of entanglement, when conjoined with entanglement upon entanglement, was, even at the fifteen-star level.

Master’s feet were also entangling. Only, he wasn’t entangling Qilin’s arm but rather, the ground. His every retreat was always entangling the ground so that he wouldn’t be blown away by the opponent’s attack.

Before Song Wendong could take his time to marvel at this, Qilin’s Spur changed again. The force of tens of thousands behind the spur that should have been released later could no longer be hidden. Swathes of sharp true energy flew everywhere, mitigating part of Entanglement pressure out of his feet as Qilin stepped in.

In the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint, the two exchanged several dozen moves. Song Wendong’s fist momentum grew firmer and fiercer as the battle went on. It seemed he was occupying all the advantages. But Master advanced and retreated in calmly and orderly manner even more so. His left and right palms turned into sex-deprived man and woman as he performed a series of Entanglement martial techniques on Qilin.

Song Wendong was like a hero of Jianghu who wanted to breaks the chains of love; he attacked pre-emptively and explosively. Qilin Peak had already started shaking from his attacks.

Meanwhile, Qin Fen had already forgotten to marvel at these moves. He even forgot his existence, the so-called emotions. All his attention was devoted to this battle. It was truly a rare battle of the century.

Qilin’s fist momentum tripled in a flash. He was like the majestic, auspicious beast, Qilin. His every move was firm and fierce, guarding the heavens for a lifetime.

Master’s boxing techniques seemed to be an amalgamation of all kinds of martial arts in the world. His every advance or retreat was natural and unrestrained. Apart from entangling moves, he would resort to lethal counterattacks or wretched and disgraceful moves, or occasionally, speedy maneuvers.

After ten seconds and a hundred attacks, Qilin seemed to have gained an upper-hand. He attacked pre-emptively non-stop. A martial dao master who had just arrived clucked his tongue repeatedly at the sight of this. In his heart, he could not help but admit that a divine beast was a divine beast martial artist. Even though he had suppressed his strength at the fifteen-star level, he was still matchless!

Song Wendong, the real partaker, on the other hand, was crying in his heart. The advantageous position he seemed to be in the eyes of martial dao master was a complete illusion. The opponent’s entanglement martial skills are too annoying… no! It should be said that they are too disgusting! How can anyone take the entanglement to this level in this world? Only ‘realm’ can be used to describe this level.

The onlooking Steward Hou smiled in surprise as he said to himself in his heart, “I have never seen Master in a situation where everything wasn’t in his grasp, even after having been with Master for so many years. Does this kid really have such strong instincts after having suddenly woken up? Master seems to be at an advantage from outside only, that’s all. If this goes on, I’m afraid the entire momentum will really be taken over by this kid. At that time…”

As Song Wendong finally resorted to secret techniques, he found it even more strange. Can anyone in this world really have this level of instinct? If Qin Fen’s potential is so good, then why was he barely meeting the mark just a while ago? Even though he could be said to have been on the verge of passing.

Just as this thought flashed in his mind, Song Wendong’s straight-as-sword eyebrows stood erect. His arms and throat swelled twice their size as he infused true aura into them! His blood vessels on his neck grew the size of a kid’s bottle as a long roar of the auspicious beast, Qilin, ripped out of his throat.

Above the peak, Song Wendong’s long roar swept the grass and pieces of rocks into the air as his skin and muscles let out cracking noises.

Song Wendong could inexplicably feel that he was still in the fifteen-star level but his strength was faintly increasing. In his emotional agitation, his instincts of martial artists broke out again and again. His fists turned to palm as they grew closer, taking the form of a tray as the aura energy rushed to both hands.

As his palm formed the tray, Song Wendong raised his arms parallel to both sides and took a single step before bringing it down on Qin Fen’s head!

This blow directly exploded the air pressure that should have been formed by the palms. It was as if a couple of hundred ballons had been burst due to a huge force. A fierce gale blew outward from the center of the battlefield. Song Jia discovered that she was unable to stand firmly even with the strength of the twelve-star level. Song Wendong’s clothing on his upper body, even more so, was ripped to pieces and blown away by the aura wind, revealing his strong and robust muscles.

Qilin’s Judgement!

The iron ball spinning in Steward Hou’s hand burst in as he unconsciously clenched his hand. His eyes shone more and more brightly. I didn’t know Master’s martial dao had advanced again! He can actually cast Qilin’s Judgment with the strength of fifteen-star level!?

Qilin represented the fairest auspicious beast in the world. Rumor had it that it had the ability to judge the evil and goodness of all things in the world. Evil would be annihilated and the good would be rewarded.

It could be said the Qilin held the authority over life and death! Song Wedong’s Qilin’s Judgment had been based on this conception. It could only be imagined how difficult it was to pass judgment. How could one have that authority if one wasn’t strong enough?

Master’s eyes grew more and more excited. Suddenly, his abdomen sunk in as he twisted his waist and employed a few Electric Steps in a flash, forcefully evading the befalling judgment that seemed to have encompassed heaven itself. In the next moment, he appeared left of Song Wendong and chopped down with his palm, forming a blade with it. His palm was almost upon Song Wendong’s neck in a flash.

It isn’t entanglement! Qin Fen wasn’t surprised at all. Master’s entanglement couldn’t keep up with Qilin’s ultimate skill. When he saw Song Wendong pull out his ultimate skill, he used the Beheader of Military Kill Ripper, he wanted to beat his opponent, that’s all!

The knife hand strike cut through the air, whistling. Song Wendong’s neck felt the danger instinctively. His muscles bulged immediately as his martial senses sensed this instantaneous change. He could not help but praise Qin Fen’s transformation in his heart. This knife hand strike was as fast as a bolt of lightning. Clearly, there was just an extremely short distance between the two but it suddenly gave the impression of a knight cutting his way a thousand miles through an army of ten thousand soldiers on an ancient battlefield. It gave the opponent the wrong impression that he had plenty of time to evade it.

A blow with a high density of aura energy infused into the body could even kill a sixteen-star martial artist immediately. If a seventeen-star martial artist didn’t want to take his opponent’s life in exchange for his injuries, he could only avoid this blow.

Qilin didn’t dodge; how could a divine beast escape from an attack?! He suddenly raised his left arm sideways, his elbow hitting fiercely on Master’s wrist!

“Arhat Fist’s The Arhat Carries Swords! The road of simplicity!”

A smile spread on Master’s lips as he praised Song Wendong secretly in his heart. He rotated his wrist and stretched his index finger out suddenly as if he wanted to stab the numbing acupoint on Song Wendong’s elbow.

When one had practiced like Song Wendong, he was not afraid of someone poking his numbing acupoint. He didn’t dare to take even one finger! Qilin’s eyes flickered with an inexplicable surprise. This is Formless Finger Flick of Severn Stars of Immortal Thunder from the Severn Stars Immortal Thunder Art! Anyone who is hit by it would explode!

Although there was Qilin’s True Body Protective Art, Song Wendong didn’t dare underestimate this peerless martial art. One could never be a little bit careless on a battlefield. Especially when the opponent was someone as freakish as the one before him. Song Wendong lowered his raised elbow promptly as he leaned slightly towards his right side before pulling back his right hand and clawing towards Qin Fen’s waist.

A famous martial dao master who had just arrived furrowed his brow tightly as he screamed in his heart in excitement, It was worth it, it was worth it! If I am the only martial dao master to watch this fight, wouldn’t I be the only one to be inspired by this fight?’

Intelligent gleams flashed in Qin Fen’s mind, one after another non-stop. The inspiration one could get from watching the battle from far was less than watching and experiencing it first hand.

“Who would have thought, who would have really thought?” Qin Fen’s heart was filled with excitement that could not be described in mere words. Watching this battle through this mental space and from the sidelines were two completely different feelings. He could clearly feel every movement as Master controlled his body. This was tantamount to a living encyclopedia of martial arts which made bolder and deeper assumptions than Qin Fen.

He might no see Qilin’s circulation of energy, but Qin Fen could feel many of Song Wenong’s thoughts behind his attacks and change in moves. Qin Fen knew that it wasn’t that he could truly sense them but rather because Master was using his body. They were just Master’s assumptions of Song Wendong’s thoughts behind his attack and change in moves.

But! Who was Master? A black hole-level martial arts expert! Even though he couldn’t speculate too much about the divine beast, Qilin’s martial arts, Master’s analysis was super valuable. As such, no one could gain more about martial arts from this battle than Qin Fen.

He might not be making the moves in this battle personally, but Qin Fen had gained far more than what he would have if he had fought the battle personally. In this world, there could never be a second match where two peerless experts would suppress their strength to the fifteen-star level and let another fifteen-star martial artist watch their fight.

Money was not a problem for someone like Song Wendong, who was at the level of a divine beast. Even if the richest man in the world threw in all his net worth, it would be impossible for him to invite Song Wendong and another divine beast to suppress their strength and fight.

Of course, the richest man in the world would throw money to invited a divine beast to perform for him like a circus troupe only if he was kicked by a donkey in the head. Song Wendong and other divine beasts wouldn’t mind twisting the head of the richest man off and replacing him with someone else, allowing them to become the richest in the world.

This was the divine beast! One needed to be blessed by heaven to be able to watch this exciting battle.

The martial dao master, who was secretly watching the battle, thought that he was the most profitable person in the world. But he didn’t know that the one who was really profiting the most was in a strange spiritual space, where he was greedily absorbing the gains of this fierce battle like a dried-up sponge thrown in a pool of water.

Qin Fen was very clear that when this battle was over, he would still feel the traces left behind after this battle and gain another round of valuable inspirations if Song Wendong didn’t kill him.

Qin Fen was trembling with excitement as he watched the fight that was twice as rewarding.

While Qin Fen was trembling in excitement, Master had switched between offense and defense with Song Wendong several times already. Integrating Raging Berserker Tide, Guardian Deity Macabre, and other martial skills with Godly Fists’ Great Sage Wreaking Havoc in Heaven, a trumpet of counterattack blew in Master’s hand with a momentum that could flip the mountains and overturn the seas at this moment.

At this moment, Master’s battle intent that he had suppressed for the sake of maintaining his elegant temperament for a long time was finally fully ignited. His intense battle intent filled every inch of space on the Qilin Peak. The true energy infused into his body was in ebullition like a volcano was about to erupt. His every strand of muscles became as taut as the strings on a stringed instrument.

As this aura of power broke out from Master, Qilin felt the sky turn dark as if he was standing in the middle of a volcanic crater, surrounded by an ancient army of hundreds of thousands of archers completely; in an impasse where there was no road to heaven and no door into the earth.

Just as Master’s trumpet of counterattack sounded, World Martial Arts Master Outline’s true energy broke out from his body! Firm and fierce force gathered at his fist, palm, fingers, elbows, knees like a drill! A tank! It swept and filled every inch of space around Song Wendong.

In Master’s hand, the same Great Sage Wreaking Havoc in Heaven from the Godly Fists was far better than Qin Fen even if it was missing the Only I to be Revered in the World momentum.

Just as the Young Dragon King, Yang Lie could not bring out the full strength of Dragon Cannon that day; his Dragon Cannon was unable to compare with Qin Fen’s Dragon Cannon…

Qin Fen’s Great Sage Wreaking Havoc in Heaven was unable to compare with the power of Master’s Great Sage Wreaking Havoc in Heaven.

At this moment, the onlooking martial dao master looked in shock. To his surprise, the invincible divine beast martial artist, Qilin – Song Wendong was suppressed by a young man!