Chapter 120: Call for Heroes
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Bam!
The red high-heel was grabbed by Qin Fen who squatted on the ground. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art shook within his arm. The sowhat loose military uniform bulged completely at this mont.
The Fiery Miss Cheng Yan felt as if her foot had stepped on solid rock. Her aura of fury, stifled earlier, erupted completely in this mont. The true energy within her body rapidly expanded, and a hint of fiery red faintly erged on her white jade-like legs. It clashed against the true energy of Qin Fen’s internal art, bringing a hint of heat.
The Scarlet Fla Art! And at the five-star teor level? Qin Fen suddenly understood why this woman’s temper was so great. Those who cultivated in the Scarlet Fla Art, the Inferno Arts, the River Edge Art, and similar masculine martial arts would have a temperant as intense as fla.
The Fiery Miss Cheng Yan looked down at Qin Fen with lofty arrogance. She didn’t have her power explode out to suppress Qin Fen in an instant. Instead, she chose to increase the pressure bit by bit and utilize her teor level strength to overwhelm Qin Fen bit by bit! It was just like what the female special forces soldier had done just now, advancing bit by bit in destruction, and obtaining a full-scale high-handed victory in the end.
It was just that one should never destroy another person’s business no matter how blazing one’s temperant and personality! The edges of Qin Fen’s eyebrows shot up as he looked at the Fiery Miss Cheng Yan. The woman looked down from above, believing that victory was certain for her.
With a slight flick of the shoulders, the rumbling surge of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art turned into a pressurized turbine. He borrowed the Scarlet Fla Art that Cheng Yan channeled into him to cause the pressure increase even higher bit y bit.
One ti supercharge. Two tis supercharge. Two-point three tis supercharge. Two points five tis supercharge.....
Qin Fen endured the internal forces from the pressurization, grimacing over and over again, then an unprecedented smile blossod on his face in an instant. Right now his current limit in supercharging the internal power within his body was at a peak of two tis supercharge. He really was thankful for this fiery woman’s slow pressurization. It helped him in the compression of power.
Two-point seven tis supercharged! Qin Fen’s dantian region was about to explode from the pressure. Right now the supercharged turbine had reached its limits. He really would explode from the pressure if he didn’t release it.
His slightly relaxed shoulders suddenly went firm. The internal power of the Raging Berserker Tide surged within him, and under the two-point seven tis supercharge, the power was akin to the torrent of a mountain flood. The power counter-pushed against Cheng Yan in an earth-shattering manner!
The power was tyrannical, firm, and fierce to the limit, and it was completely outside Cheng Yan’s realm of imagination. She practically couldn’t react at all and was forced by the power into jumping nearly a dozen ters away before she could stop her retreat. The fashionable and expensive red high-heels on her feet were completely deford after taking the intense clash of forces. Not only were the heels of the shoes completely gone from the impact, even the bright and beautiful leather was in a bad state. It was as if countless people had trampled on the shoes. They were just like a pair of slippers no matter how one looked at them.
After performing this counterattack, Qin Fen acted as if nothing had happened. He continued to pack up the rewards he gained today.
A wave of green then a wave of white flooded Fiery Miss Cheng Yan’s face. Her ankles, the soles of her feet, and even her entire calves felt as if they had been stabbed with hundreds of thousands of steel pins with force from the fierce impact of power just now.
Cheng Yan looked at Qin Fen with bewildernt and uncertainty. She didn’t have the ti to think too much about the humiliating loss in their clash just now. The greater shock ca from the counterattack that ca in the instant she decided victory was hers.
As soone at the teor level, Cheng Yan had felt Qin Fen’s explosive counterattack extrely clearly. In that instant, she had clearly felt Qin Fen’s counterattack and had totally increased her own power at the sa ti. She planned to use the firm and fierce teor level Scarlet Fla Art to destroy this young four-star opponent.
But then sothing strange occurred in that very final instant! The five-star teor level all-out attack was actually overwheld by the four-star all-out attack!
How was this possible? Cheng Yan couldn’t believe that this had really happened. She had heard that there were lower-level martial artists capable of using moves above their level, and she had heard of occasions where an expert was able to defeat an opponent on a higher level. However, she had never heard of anyone defeating soone on a higher level in a pure clash of internal power.
Wait, that was wrong! Cheng Yan thought of a cultivation technique that could do this, but this cultivation technique was rumored to be extrely difficult to cultivate, and it needed to be matched with a shockingly expensive surgery. It was a neo martial art. It was the Origin Compressing Art. The Origin Suppressing Vajra Art!
Cheng Yan stared at Qin Fen with an odd look on her face. When Qin Fen circulated his true energy just a mont ago, the display appeared to be seventy percent like that of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art with the remaining thirty percent like that of the Golden Bell Shield. At the sa ti, his display was like that of other internal arts. It gave one a sort of vast, rich, random, and unclear feeling.
Cheng Yan knew that there were people in this era that would cultivate in two or even three different internal arts. It was just that most of these people who dual cultivated in multiple internal arts rarely beca truly outstanding experts.
How was it possible for a four-star martial artist to fight and win against a five-star teor level martial artist? Cheng Yan was quite baffled by this. Such a preposterous thing had actually happened. Could it be that Qin Fen was still hiding more arts and techniques?
Qin Fen tidied up all of his stuff. He stood up and gave a nod to the super-popular girls and dragged his suitcase all around the venue, strolling around. Being at the scene in person gave a different feeling than looking at a three-dinsional digital map.
Cheng Yan looked at Qin Fen’s back quite strangely as he left. Then she looked at the bodyguards who she hired for today. In the end, she could only sigh. Why was it that none of these bodyguards she hired were as special as this young soldier?
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Night fell, and the grand concert, which had been undergoing preparations for ages, gradually opened its heavy curtains. Countless fireworks soared into the air, and elated screams filled the stadium before the two super-popular girls could even appear.
Qin Fen quietly killed ti at the best sniper point. Here he could watch the entire venue of the concert. He had rummaged through information on Sajjad and found out that Sajjad was extrely daring and extrely crazy. At the sa ti, Sajjad was soone who really carried a grudge.
Qin Fen used the psychology knowledge he learned from Squad Leader Hao to analyze Sajjad, and he discovered that Sajjad would never let things go after eating a loss. He would totally launch a new terrorist attack, and his thods would be even more ostentatious than before.
There was nearly a ninety-five percent chance of Sajjad personally appearing on stage and personally kill the pair of super-popular and beautiful girls with no rcy at all. His personality dictated the extre likelihood of him doing such a thing.
Moreover, he would definitely choose the most beautiful and shocking ti to execute his move. He needed to push it to what he considered to be the greatest pinnacle of shock, so even if he was to be put in a situation where backing out would only lead to death, he wouldn’t have any regrets.
Qin Fen had already looked at tonight’s program. He knew when the concert would be at its high points, and he knew when the concert would be at its climax.
The person who had created this program was clearly an expert on psychology. Qin Fen could clearly feel that there were many factors the creator took into account. Not only had the creator took the ti periods when the spectators were most easily excited into account, he even took into account the tis when television viewers at ho, who watched the broadcast staff, would be the most excited. The creator integrated these tis into planning the most optimum climax, making sure that the popularity of the two girls would soar once more.
Qin Fen looked at the military watch on his wrist and knew that he still had a bit of ti. He quietly withdrew from the optimum sniper position and hid by camouflaging with the nearby surroundings.
Any professional sniper who looked at the planar map or the three-dinsional map would know that this was the best position in the entire venue.
Qin Fen knew that since he was able to choose this place, that ant the Scimitar organization’s sniper would likewise choose this place as well.
He just needed to conceal his aura and hide to the side in waiting. He just needed to wait for the sniper of the Scimitar organization to appear.
This concert was a test for those of the terrorist Scimitar organization. They would either die or complete this test for excellent results. Qin Fen knew this. He knew that they would definitely appear. They were like Sajjad. They would definitely appear.
The prelude of the first song had just started. This was the song that caused the Flying Hearts to rise to fa, “A Declaration of War on Terrorism!” The first yell from the girls was enough to make any man’s blood to boil and surge. This was what the song was like.
The prelude continued to go on, and the first high point of the concert had been propped up. Its incomparably powerful popularity caused every fan to surge with passion the mont they set their eyes on the two girls.
Qin Fen quietly heard. When the song began to surge with overflowing heated blood, it was as if the song could connect with people’s souls. It could actually shock one to the soul.
As the music unfolded bit by bit, Qin Fen felt a hint of the impulsive emotion being born within him.
Any ripple of emotion had to be avoided the most during concealnt. Qin Fen imdiately suppressed his impulse of excitent that drove him to want to sing along.
He knew that the enemy sniper should appear at any mont.
How could those fanatical terrorists not feel their blood boil and surge with such hot-blooded music entering their ears?
A shadow crept on his toes to arrive at the sniper point that Qin Fen had selected. Inside the black suitcase was a pile of parts for a sniper rifle.
The black shadow was very proficient with his hands. He assembled the sniper rifle without making a single sound.
The gun was already set up and in position with no sound being produced at all. A deathly cold glow flickered within the night vision scope, and the sniper put his finger on the trigger.
The music already entered a climax, long since making his blood boil. He had to strive to calm his emotions and enter the cool-state that a sniper ought to have just before shooting.
Who uses human bombs to tear apart others’ families?
Who builds horrible regis using blood-soaked terrorism?
Who lifts up the blade of slaughter in their hands and yells that its for the sake of freedom?
Terrorists. Terrorists. Terrorists!
Innocent civilians beco the scapegoats for your excuses.
Children who seek to learn beco your negotiation tools.
Heroes. Where are the heroes?
We are all heroes. We all must fight back!
The climax section of the song was completely set off by the two girl’s roaring voices, which was just like that from heavy tal or rock and roll. But the terrorist sniper had utterly cald down in this mont.
A hand noiselessly slamd into the nape of the sniper. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art flooded Qin Fen’s hand, causing every one of his five fingers to be as thick and solid as a carrot.
The sniper’s nape was also quite thick and solid, but it was as tender as tofu in this very mont. It was only at this mont that the sniper’s body felt any sort of danger. He subconsciously wanted to escape from Qin Fen’s demonic palm, but the five thick and solid fingers suddenly clenched together tightly.
Crack...
There was no suspense at all. The sniper’s neck had been squeezed and crushed. The sniper’s right hand, which was on the trigger, was crushed at the sa ti. Qin Fen didn’t give his opponent any chance of pulling the trigger.
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