402 The younger brother loses and the elder brother comes up

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I have to admit the feeling...... Emperor Shakti's mouth was full of bitterness, there had never been such bitterness as today, as long as this Qin Fen appeared, he would definitely make some movement, and it was bigger and bigger each time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"The premise is to abandon his star strength." Emperor Shakti's bitter tongue finally felt a hint of sweetness: "In a real battle, star strength is still crucial. This young man is indeed beyond the average genius, but he still has a flaw, that is, star strength. Even if he is in the explosive period of strength growth, it still takes a certain amount of time. He will not be able to survive the glorious tradition of this time! ā€

Ferrero looked at Qin Fen on the screen silently, in the past two days, this young man's performance can only be described by the brilliant genius who came out of nowhere to describe how outstanding he is.

However, no matter how talented a young martial artist is, he still can't hide his biggest flaw at present, that is, the problem of star strength.

After the failure of the first glorious tradition execution, martial artists of other years will be like the tide of breaking the embankment, frantically surging in waves, maybe it will only take a few days or ten days or even dozens of days before there will be martial artists whose star strength is far superior to Qin Fen.

Ferrero's joyful eyes were tinged with a hint of worry, and Shakti's bitter eyes were tinged with faint joy, time was an essential presence for almost any martial artist.

Qin Fen? Emperor Shakti smiled, his eyes did not leave Qin Fen in the monitor, wanting to see how he cleaned up this sudden apprenticeship.

The martial arts hall is quiet, not the young martial artist's mind is still chaotic, this apprentice came too suddenly, it came too weird, the news was full of incomparably explosive surnames, and the people who heard the news were directly stupid.

Qin Fen looked at Ren Tiansheng's extremely serious expression, and his mind flashed with the expression he had when he was an apprentice to the Extreme True Xuanyi, and an indescribable wry smile welled up on his face.

When it was said that the true Xuanyi was a disciple, now that he thinks about it, he is a little reckless and reckless, and it can even be said that he doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

Accept another Saint Martial Arts Hall lecturer who is higher than his own star as an apprentice? Qin Fen's two thick eyebrows condensed into a 'well' character, a fourteen-star martial artist, he would not have no foundation at all, such a thing was really a bit reckless.

"Brother Ren, I don't think it's better for us to communicate with each other......"

"Sparring?" Ren Tiansheng shook his head and waved his hand again and again: "To be honest, if I am qualified to learn from the master, then I really don't want to worship you as a teacher." After all, a forty-year-old fourteen-star martial artist would apprentice to a nineteen-year-old ten-star martial artist, this is ridiculous! It can be said that since the rise of martial arts, there has never been such a thing. ā€

Everyone nodded again and again, Ren Tiansheng was right, how does this thing sound like an April 1st April Fool's Day joke, but today is not April 1st April Fool's Day.

"Hey!" Ren Tiansheng let out a long sigh full of heaviness again: "But the problem, in terms of the foundation of martial arts, the master is deeper than me, and it is not a little deeper." If, in this case, I still admit that I was communicating with the Master, instead of apprenticing to the Master, then I would really be ashamed. So, no matter what you say, I recognize you as a master! Without your fingers, I would probably have been stuck at the fourth-level True Qi Shock forever, and I wouldn't be as ...... as I am now."

Ren Tiansheng gently opened his five fingers, feeling the sensation of the fifth-level true qi shock in his body, tilting his head and closing his eyes, his face was indescribably comfortable.

How many years! How many days and nights, in order to pursue this feeling! Ren Tiansheng was excited and felt that he was about to cry.

Qin Fen smiled helplessly, he knew that coming today would be such an ending, he really shouldn't have come to listen to this class, he didn't learn much, but he pointed out to the lecturer.

The teaching was so troubled by Ren Tiansheng, it was impossible to continue it any longer. As a lecturer, Ren Tiansheng has the right to end the course at any time, and the course that everyone has been waiting for for seven days has ended without a problem.

Everyone formed a small group in twos and threes, communicating with each other to a certain extent, and Qin Fen listened to two sentences next to him and was not interested in listening.

This is not because the level of martial arts discussed by the young warriors is too shallow, but because everyone has reservations when they speak, and this kind of discussion by reservation is the most boring.

Qin Fen noticed that the young man who had always sat in the last row since he listened to the lecture was still sitting alone in the last row, he looked so lonely, and there was obviously no young martial artist beside him, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of standing out from the crowd.

Qin Fen rubbed his eyes a few times, the feeling just now was not an illusion, but the momentum of this strange young man in front of him, faintly above the other young people scattered around, or he didn't even look down on the other young martial artists.

The lonely young martial artist met Qin Fen's eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared on his cheeks, and he waved in the posture that Qin Fen had done not long ago.

Qin Fen didn't need to look at the other people around him, this beckoning could be felt clearly, he was waving to himself, not to others.

Qin Fen walked up to the young martial artist and naturally sat down.

"Has the control of qi and blood shock also reached the limit?"

The young warrior's sudden opening was obviously very abrupt, but Qin Fen heard an indescribable nature in his ears, as if this young martial artist should have this eyesight.

"Yes, the concussion of the bone marrow has not reached the limit of control by then."

Qin Fen said without hesitation, in front of this young martial artist, he had a feeling that even if he wanted to hide the page, it was impossible to hide.

This is a completely unreasonable judgment, Qin Fen feels that if he insists on explaining, then it is a man's seventh sense. If women can have a sixth sense, why can't men have a seventh sense?

"Oh, is it? Come on. The young martial artist didn't show any surprise, everything seemed to be a family routine, not a discussion of advanced martial arts, and said: "True qi, qi and blood, bone marrow, the triple oscillation at the same time, each has its own frequency, and it resonates with each other, and it is good to be endless." ā€

"yes." Qin Fen nodded again and again: "It's easy to say, but it's really not easy to do." ā€

The young martial artist nodded with a look of approval: "It's indeed a bit difficult. ā€

Qin Fen turned his head to look at the young martial artist, revealing his teeth as white as broken silver and smiled, "Try it?" ā€

"No, you can't beat me now, it's boring."

"Really?" Ever since Qin Fen sat beside the young martial artist, the battle intent in his body had been growing unconsciously: "However, I still want to try." ā€

"Do you have to fight?"

"Give it a try." Qin Fen looked at the young warrior: "There's no need to suppress the fighting spirit in your heart, you can do it if you want to." ā€

The young warrior smiled shallowly, his eyes flashing with the same interest, and it had been a while for some time that no one could see the urge to do something hidden in his body.

"Who is Qin Fen!"

A domineering and provocative explosion exploded out of thin air, attracting the attention of the young warriors who were hotly discussing the true qi shock.

The man who walked in the front, with beautiful brown hair, not a burly figure, exuded an unconcealable fierce arrogance, and his green eyes flashed with anger and hatred, staring at Qin Fen, obviously knowing who was Qin Fen among this group of people.

The man standing beside this man, all the young martial artists knew him, the Samartin Peak of the Inner Saint Martial Hall. He had a seven-to-eight resemblance to the shouting man beside him, and those who knew his information immediately thought of his elder brother, Samarent, who was also in the Holy Martial Hall.

Samatin Feng stood beside his brother like a nail, the joints that had been dislocated by Qin Fen had been completely reassembled with the help of others, but the hatred of being defeated by others had not disappeared.

"The newcomers who came yesterday, the newcomers who successfully avoided the glorious tradition, all stand up for me!" Samarente's left and right fists slammed, and the blue arc mixed with the sound of flesh and bone crashing sounded like thunder, and the dust on the ground was forced to spread out and drift away.

…… The martial arts hall was almost silent, Xue Tian yawned boredly with the Juhe knife in his arms, and didn't look back, let alone look at the other party.

Caesar whispered to Brooks and put their wrists together, directly engaging in a shocking offensive and defensive competition with each other, without even looking up at each other.

Samallent had a little stunned in his eyes, he had considered Qin Fen's possible reactions before he came, and even the arrogant attitude of the other party who claimed to have defeated Hades, the little Hades King, thought of how to ridicule and hit the other party's arrogance, and at the same time, under the pretext of implementing the glorious tradition, Qin Fen and the others who beat their younger brother were cleaned up.

However, Samarente never imagined that his dignified eleven-star peak martial artist would be brought here to ask for guilt, and he didn't even have a person to talk to.

The young man immediately stopped in mid-air with the buttocks of the stake, looked at Qin Fen with flickering eyes and said, "It seems that someone wants to trouble you." ā€

"Oh, how? Hand in hand now? ā€

The young warrior glanced at Samarent not far away from the corner of his eye, and asked Qin Fen curiously, "Won't you go and solve this trouble first?" ā€

Qin Fen looked at the young martial artist in front of him strangely and asked, "Do you think that is trouble?" ā€

"This ......" The young martial artist thought seriously for a second, and then shook his head very seriously: "No. ā€

Qin Fen shrugged his shoulders: "That's it, let's fight." ā€

Bang Bang ...... Bang Bang ...... Bang Bang ...... Samarente's fists were in a state of rage, and the joints were clenched too violently. When he was clearly looking for trouble, the newcomer was amazing and didn't look at it from beginning to end, and this kind of humiliation was even more embarrassing than two slaps in public.

Angry, Samarent has never been so angry! No matter who it is today, these two young people will have to go to the hospital and lie down for half a year!

Gao Yan readjusted the detector, just now because there was no special situation, the camera did not follow Qin Fen, but scanned the other positions around him, and soon the camera focused on Qin Fen's body again.

In an instant, the eyes of all the leaders in the room lit up at the same time, and the surprise in the eyes of Emperor Shakti Azia was obviously more than that of others, staring at the young man standing opposite Qin Fen on the screen, and subconsciously opened his mouth and said, "Lord Wuzun......"

(To be continued)