s observation over the days, you turned out not to be the person that we were initially worried about.”

Qin Fen shook his head. The Master should’ve told me earlier. If I understood the reasoning earlier, I would be better prepared in casting away my curiously and doubts. Perhaps I wouldn’t even be stuck at the ten-star rank by now.

“Alright, young man.” The master waved and said, “Now I have solved your mystery, you can continue with your business. The path of martial dao does not consist of only Internal Arts. You should know this by now.”

Qin Fen nodded and stopped his meditation. He looked at the bookshelves filled with tomes of the Secret Internal Art. These tomes might be invaluable to others, but for Qin Fen, he had little use of these tomes.

“If that is the case.” Qin Fen walked out of the internal art floor, “Then I should take a look at something else. I should benefit a lot from learning further about my fists and feet.”

As Qin Fen walked into the Dragon Fist Room, he realized that the knowledge regarding the Dragon Fist in this room far exceeded his own. The room also contained countless invaluable notes by the predecessors on the Dragon Fist.

Without a second thought, Qin Fen plunged into the ocean of the Dragon Fist! The accumulated experience of countless predecessors was far more efficient than solo meditation! Furthermore, with many predecessors being unique and whimsical individuals, objects resembling the Dragon Fist were created as a result.

Dialogues, regardless of its length, could usually give countless inspirations to Qin Fen. Even if the inspirations were whimsical, Qin Fen was still able to benefit from it regardless.

For twelve hours, Qin Fen immersed himself in the ocean of martial dao. Being one with the vast ocean surface of martial dao, Qin Fen madly absorbed whatever martial dao knowledge the ocean had to offer.

As time went by, Qin Fen could no longer understand the text at his own leisure pace. Apart from the important bits, Qin Fen forcibly memorized most of the tomes he read.

As the Dragon Fist was somewhat connected in terms of discipline, it was complemented with Qin Fen’s good memory. Qin Fen was able to learn a lot about martial dao from memorizing the text.

Ding dong...

“Twelve hours have passed, please leave the Secret Art Pavilion.”

Qin Fen reluctantly put a note back in the bookshelf. There are many things in the Pavilion that I haven’t discovered! Giving up right now is a very tough decision to make.

Joining the Inner Sacred Martial Hall? Qin Fen shook his head repeatedly to remove the thought out of his head. Joining the Inner Sacred Martial Hall just for this at the cost of personal freedom was a no-no.

A dragon regardless of its size was able to travel the skies and seas with absolute unbound freedom. If the dragon was restrained to a place, how was it still a dragon?

Qin Fen took a deep breath and discarded the tempting thoughts of joining the Inner Sacred Martial Hall as he quickly left the Pavilion under the watchful eye of the large man who guarded the Sacred Martial Hall.

“After these twelve hours today, there should be massive changes in his thoughts.”

In the monitoring room, the Sakra gently stroked his chin with one hand, with his eyes flashing with confidence and happiness. Any young martial artist witnessing the vast amount of martial arts tomes in the Secret Art Pavilion would find it impossible to refuse.

Ferrero slightly nodded in agreement with the other leaders regarding Sakra Aziya’s speculation.

Martial artists were eligible in entering the Sacred Martial Hall each possessed exceptional martial arts talent. The more talented they were, the easier it was for them to get entangled and obsessed with the vast realm of martial arts, rendering escape impossible.

As Qin Fen possessed the best talent, he must naturally be obsessed in the vast realm of martial arts according to normal circumstances.

Sakra let out a happy smile. The moment Qin Fen moved into the Sacred Martial Hall, he would receive the most rewards as the one upholding the integrity and laws of the Sacred Martial Hall.

Ferrero’s eyes gave out a slight envious look. The Sakra’s calculations were indeed accurate. It seemed that the rewards at the end might even parallel the benefits of the Seat of Honor.

Bai Sheng had a bitter smile. This theory might be effective towards others, however, it was a different case for Qin Fen. If this theory worked well in practice, then the Book of Wu alone on the day of the invitation should’ve been enough to convince Qin Fen into joining the Sacred Martial Hall.

Qin Fen had a firm yet complicated heart that was hard to understand by everyone. Bai Sheng had remained firm on his belief that the Sakra’s plans had been foiled.

Twelve hours later, the sky became dim again. Qin Fen hurriedly ate a meal at the Sacred Martial Hall canteen. Due to the chain of events over the past two days, there was no time for him to have a good meal.

When Qin Fen returned to his room, he felt no surprise to see a group of young martial artists gathered in his room. Qin Fen already sensed their presence long before he entered the room.

This was the upgraded martial sense to the body after the mastery.

Xue Tian was still lying on the small sofa-bed. Caesar and others each had a nutrient drink on their hands and chatted away. When Qin Fen walked into the room, Caesar smiled.

Qin Fen dragged a chair over. After three days, the owner of the room still had little to no chance of sitting on the sofa, but rather only on the simplest bench as he helplessly watched a band of robbers occupy the sofa without any self-awareness.

“Shouldn’t you be in isolated training?” Qin Fen was not curious about everyone personally, but rather about the reason why they were here.

Caesar put the nutrients drink on the coffee table and said, “Qin Fen, are you able to conduct a special training session for us tomorrow?”

“What?” Qin Fen looked at Caesar, shocked and curious. He looked at the serious-looking young people, “This is the Sacred Martial Hall. Isn’t it easy to ask for special training? Also, why do you need special training all of a sudden?”

“It’s because of Yang Lie.” Xue Tian laid on his sofa-bed and stretched his body, “You were at the Secret Art Pavilion today, so you don’t know what they went through today. They heard rumors about Yang Lie when they were having lunch today.

“That can’t be!” Qin Fen grinned, “How long has it been since the woman took Yang Lie away? How much did he improve?”

Xue Tian squirmed on the sofa like a bean worm as he held his katana, “You still don’t know what happened, do you? Yang Lie fell into a coma seven times within a short period of time.”

“Seven times?” Qin Fen asked in shock. Yang Lie’s physical fitness and strength were definitely one of the best among the younger martial artists. Even he fell into a coma seven times in such a period of time? What kind of training was that? Won’t people die from such training?”

“Perhaps you haven’t heard?” Xue Tian scratched his forehead, “I heard that the woman is a madman. As a master from the first rows of the Martial Arts Department, she takes pleasure in training talented newcomers. The more talented they are, the harder her training regimen is. I heard that a man known as the Martial Arts Madman had fainted twelve times within a day under her training, that’s even worse than Yang Lie.”

“An average of two hours between faints?” Qin Fen flipped his eyes and guessed, how did the woman manage to achieve such a terrifying number through her training?”

“But there is one thing that is worthy of recognition.” Caesar said sternly, “Anyone that survives the training under that woman will have their skills skyrocket in a short period of time. Yang Lie, for instance, possesses a good martial arts foundation. Therefore it is no surprise if he were to rapidly improve under her tutelage.”

“Then you...” Qin Fen suddenly raised his hand and slammed the table, “Are you here for the seats determined by that so-called Seven Day Battle?”

Solomon silently nodded. The other young martial artists showed equally serious faces. The only ranking that everyone was able to compete with as of now was third place. Not a single soul intended to be eliminated from the battle. Yang Lie’s actions had everyone doubting their ability to win the battle.

“But...”

“No buts, Qin Fen.” Caesar stopped Qin Fen with his hands and said, “We will be in your care for these few days. Don’t go soft on us. Just teach us anything that you think is useful in improving our strength without considering the difficulty and dangers associated with it. Just do it.”

“Yeah!” Brooks took off his hat and showed his bright and gemlike pupils that were pumped with battle intent, “Even if I lose, I shall not lose to Yang Lie!”