The Favored Son of Heaven

Lin Jiaxuan was very hesitant. This revised version of the Jade Girl Heart Sutra was stronger than the high level version from the Sacred Martial Hall. She didn’t know just what sort of conditions Qin Fen would have if she were to open her mouth and ask.

What if… What if one of the conditions was very dirty? Lin Jiaxuan wanted to run away like a small deer in her mind. Her future journey in martial arts was very likely held within this young man’s hands. If he really did mention presumption conditions, then how would she refuse?

Qin Fen watched Lin Jiaxuan, looking at her expression change endlessly. From that of worry, from that of bashfulness, from that hard to describe. It made Qin Fen suddenly think about when he went to see the moves with Tian Tian back when he had leisure time. The main female lead had this sort of expression when she was about to express her love to the main male lead.

She wasn’t going to confess, right? Qin Fen scratched his head. He decided not to think about it and just say it, “You’re very pretty….”

Lin Jiaxuan’s heart suddenly thumped hard. What ought to come would always come. This man’s expressions had always been just an act. He was no different from other men. Lin Jiaxuan thought about how to reject him…

“But you’re not my type. Plus, I already have a girlfriend. I am confident that you can find a better match as your boyfriend.”

Qin Fen spoke very quickly, so quickly that Lin Jiaxuan didn’t even have the chance to interrupt.

In fact, Lin Jiaxuan had long since been stupefied by Qin Fen’s sudden shift. She completely forgot to interrupt him.

He actually rejected me? He actually rejected me!? 

In face of the rejection, Lin Jiaxuan was completely stupefied. His last words were spoken in a comforting tone, but it made an unyielding fury rise within her chest.

“So then, see ya.”

Qin Fen turned around and walked away upon saying these words. He talked to himself in his mind.  Does Song Jia count as my girlfriend? What would she say if she knew I used her to reject other people? Would she say, ‘I’m very pleased’ or ‘I’m very displeased’? I’ll ask her next time I get the chance. 

Lin Jiaxuan had yet too recover from the sudden rejection. She stared, in a daze, at Qin Fen’s back as he left, and her eyebrows gradually furrowed tightly together.  I’ve always been the one doing all the rejecting, yet today someone rejected me? 

She thought about how she waited for two hours a moment ago. She thought about how she had been shot down time and time again in aerial combat. She recalled what happened on that night by the ocean, and the stubbornness in Lin Jiaxuan’s heart rose without end.

When she sobered back from her lifeless state, Qin Fen had already disappeared from her vision completely. He had returned back to his living quarters to rest.

Qin Fen had just strode in the living quarters where he saw several dozen pairs of eyes looking at him with overflowing adoration. The eyes stared dead fixed on him, causing all his hairs to stand up in an instant. The ferocity of these gazes were in no way lacking to the gazes of hatred in the battle network.

“Got something you want to say?”

Qin Fen didn’t know why, but he felt a bit guilty when saying these words. Everyone was acting like this, and he clearly hadn’t done anything wrong, but a guilty conscious would still form from being under the attention of this many people.

No matter how exceptional his martial senses, life experience still weighed more in importance. After all, Qin Fen was still a young fellow; it hadn’t been long since he graduated from high school. Anyone would feel uncomfortable to be the focus of attention of this many people.

“Old Qin, you’re a man of steel! You’re far too steely!”

Deng Biao was still the one to say these words, but in comparison to before, his expression of admiration had turned into that of worship.

“Steel?” Qin Fen felt he didn’t suit this description.

“Of course you’re like steel! You actually rejected such a beautiful girl first before she could even open her mouth!”

“Yeah, and you walked away as soon as you refused her! You didn’t even give her a chance at all! Respect! Super respect!”

The recruit’s voices surged with high waves of volume within the living quarters, their voices reaching the outside of the room.

Lin Jiaxuan stood beneath the large tree. She heard the recruits praise Qin Fen, and she stomped the ground fiercely in anger. She glared at the living quarters in hatred as she whispered, “This Qin! You dare! So you’re ruthless! Next time I’ll be seeking you out!”

She turned and stormed away in anger after saying these words. It was just that the clamor in the living quarters had yet to completely end.

Qin Fen was really far too tired today. He really didn’t want to talk nonsense with his comrades. He took a quick shower and then collapsed onto his bed, all the cells in his body relaxing.

Soon, Qin Fen entered a state of deep sleep.

It was the same boundless starry space. Qin Fen floated in an unknown place that couldn’t really be counted as a place, waiting for the figure of light to appear.

“Young man, you must be very tired at the moment, right?”

A person walked out from the void, wearing a Daoist uniform that Qin Fen had never seen before. Within the man’s leisurely bearing seeped a dense cultural aura. With both hands clasped behind his back, not a trace of a martial artist expert’s demeanor could be seen. Instead, he looked more like a school teacher.

If one were to do a comparison between this man’s aura and the scholarly aura of Zeng Yicheng, one would easily discover that Zeng Yicheng’s elegance contained a bit of falseness. The man before Qin Fen’s eyes was a true cultured person.

“Please call me master, young man.”

The man’s words carried an educator’s tone, as if he was a teacher introducing himself before a classroom.

“Master?” Qin Fen said, his voice carrying some curiosity. After seeing the extreme vileness of Zeng Yicheng, he wondered what sort of style this other man possessed.

“My style is that of research and analysis.” The master briefly introduced himself, “For example, The fatigue value of your body is very high at the moment. It’s not suitable for you to continue practical combat training. Let’s just discuss theory for a bit, then.”

Theory? Qin Fen was a bit surprised. These days, practically all his instructors these days all said to experience and understand using the body. Each one of them had the style toward action. Not one of them discussed any aspect of theory. Why did an apex expert want to discuss theory?

“Theory is, in fact, an extension of martial senses.” The master slowly explained, “Martial senses is the adhoc first response or even pre-perception. Theory occurs after the battle, where you sum up all the information during the battle and find your strengths and weaknesses, strong points and mistakes, during the fight. Only in this way can you make rapid progress. And only in this way can you challenge opponents on a stronger level than you and seize victory.”

Challenge someone above one’s level? Qin Fen’s eyes lit up at once when he heard these words. There were verly likely to be hidden dragons and crouching tigers, talented individuals in hiding, within the recruit tournament. No one can gurantee that there wouldn’t be four-star or even meteor level experts. If Qin Fen wanted to have good results, and thereby receive better rewards upon retiring from the military, there was no harm in doing extra preparation.

“I met a drill instructor. His martial arts techniques are completely based on killing people. How do I deal with such an opponent?” Qin Fen gently used his arms and legs to demonstrate Butcher’s fighting style. It was just that he didn’t pour much strength into these stances and movements. He just did the form without the strength.

After the master finished watching Qin Fen explain through movement, he fainly smiled and said, “Military Kill Ripper’s Martial Dao of Slaughter?”

“Military Kill Ripper?”

“Military Kill Ripper.” The master extended a finger, “The next one to teach you is Military Kill Ripper of the Martial Dao of Slaughter.”

“The martial dao of slaughter, the martial dao of vileness, the martial dao of firmness and ferocity, the martial dao of theory….” Qin Fen softly repeated several of the instructors he had encountered.

There were many people who considered themselves to know martial arts in the Federation, but very few people would claim to know the martial daos. The Earth Martial God Song Wendong was one who could, and it was none other than this powerful martial god acting as a deterence that tranqulity was maintained between two major camps.

To be guided by an expert who was known for walking the path of their own martial dao was sufficient to excite anyone into fainting. Qin Fen suddenly met four of such people who walked their own unique martial dao and received their guidance. He felt excited and emotional for a time.