Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 679 - 678 [The Origin is the Martial Arts World]

Chapter 679: Chapter 678 [The Origin is the Martial Arts World]

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No one had expected that right after Ye Tianchen had received the inheritance of the Yijin Jing spell, the Martial Arts Power in his body began to clash with the Superpower within him. This clash was wild and uncontrollable. Ye Tianchen nearly exploded and died from this danger. According to the guidance given to him by Master Fang Zheng, this cosmos is a Martial Arts Great World, which has revered Martial Arts since ancient times. Superpower Users are merely a minor variant that emerged over millions of years. If Ye Tianchen wanted to go further, he had to tread the path of Martial Arts Cultivation, since it is a world where one enters the way through Martial Arts.

Ye Tianchen wasn’t unable to accept this. Indeed, as Master Fang Zheng said, during the apocalypse era, there were far fewer Superpower Users practicing their abilities compared to those pursuing Martial Arts Cultivation. Converting his internal power from a Superpower User to a Martial Arts Practitioner, Ye Tianchen could accept this both ideologically and conceptually.

However, Ye Tianchen had no control over the two raging forces within his body. They were too powerful, and it was the first time he felt so helpless. Master Fang Zheng had now abandoned his great battle with the Sword Emperor, essentially sacrificing his life to sit cross-legged across from Ye Tianchen. He placed his left hand opposite Ye Tianchen’s right hand and continuously transferred his own Martial Arts True Power into Ye Tianchen’s body, attempting to suppress the two rampaging forces; otherwise, Ye Tianchen would only end up self-destructing.

Whoosh!

The Sword Emperor made his move, finding a perfect opportunity to kill Master Fang Zheng. Both were among the strongest individuals in the world, and to decide a matter of life and death between them wasn’t something that could be resolved quickly. Now, for the sake of saving Ye Tianchen, Master Fang Zheng didn’t hesitate to engage in battle, despite his greatly reduced combat strength due to him suppressing the two forces within Ye Tianchen. Such selflessness and fearlessness in the face of death, such breadth of spirit, were worthy of anyone’s reverence and admiration.

Roar!

A black dragon rushed toward Master Fang Zheng’s back. Master Fang Zheng frowned, indeed it was extremely challenging for him to block the Sword Emperor’s attack while helping Ye Tianchen. After so many years, the Sword Emperor’s strength had improved significantly. Their combat strengths were evenly matched, and his actions were incredibly risky. However, he was psychologically prepared!

Ao!

Another Dragon Roar sounded as Master Fang Zheng counterattacked, swinging his right hand palm to launch a Golden Dragon from it. It soared to the skies with an ancient and radiant majesty, entangling the black dragon and halting the Sword Emperor’s black Dragon Scale Great Saber in its tracks, preventing it from advancing any further.

"Golden Dragon Silk Hand?" Sword Emperor frowned deeply and said.

"Sword Emperor, do you truly wish to settle the grievances between us?" Master Fang Zheng turned and asked coldly, looking at the Sword Emperor.

"Of course, why else would I come so far to the Ancient Martial World of China?"

The Sword Emperor charged forward, his speed was incredible, and in the blink of an eye, he reached Master Fang Zheng. He struck the handle of the black Dragon Scale Great Saber, which caused the black dragon to surge in power, breaking free from the Golden Dragon Silk Hand. The Sword Emperor then grabbed the handle and, in close proximity, slashed his saber towards Master Fang Zheng’s back.

Splat!

Blood splattered as the Sword Emperor, holding the black Dragon Scale Great Saber, pierced through Master Fang Zheng’s back. The tip of the saber nearly injured Ye Tianchen. Dongfang Meng and Ye Tianchen were both stunned, unable to recover for a moment. Master Fang Zheng, a man of high virtue and generosity, full of wisdom and magnanimity, met such an end despite his selfless act.

"Master..." Ye Tianchen looked anxiously at Master Fang Zheng, attempting to break free from his hand, ready to fight without hesitation.

"Master Fang Zheng..." Dongfang Meng’s eyes were filled with tears, deeply saddened by the demise of such a compassionate elder.

"Don’t move, I’m just a bit away from helping you suppress the Superpower within you!" Master Fang Zheng, regardless of his injury, allowed the blood to drip down his white monk’s robe, quickly soaking much of it and creating a melancholic sight.

"Fang Zheng, you’re on the brink of death. Do you really think you can still protect these two kids? Killing them is as easy as flipping my hand!"

Bang!

Just as the Sword Emperor finished speaking, Master Fang Zheng’s Mystic Void Fist struck his chest, sending him flying far away. Only the Sword Emperor’s Dragon Scale Great Saber remained, still embedded in Master Fang Zheng’s torso, piercing from his back to his front, causing a severe wound.

"Master..." Ye Tianchen said urgently.

Master Fang Zheng withdrew his left palm, and the Buddha Light Shield protecting both Ye Tianchen and Dongfang Meng disappeared. Ye Tianchen immediately supported Master Fang Zheng and tried to channel the gentle power within him into Master Fang Zheng to heal him, but he was stopped by Master Fang Zheng.

"There’s no need. Life and death are preordained, and everyone will experience it. The gentle power inside you is a type of Martial Arts Power that can heal your injuries autonomously—this is your fortune!" Master Fang Zheng, with no concern for his own life or death, said to Ye Tianchen with a smile.

"Master, you have been kind to me, and I will not let you pass away!" Ye Tianchen said gravely.

"Do not be too fixated, nor feel guilty. Now that you have inherited the Yijin Jing, this is also your good fortune. My life and death have nothing to do with you; it is all due to the grudge between the Sword Emperor and me," Master Fang Zheng counselled Ye Tianchen.

Ye Tianchen furrowed his brows deeply and stood up, knowing that the Sword Emperor was still alive. At this moment, his body was filled with a potent Martial Arts Power, and he realized that the Divine Sense guided by this power could reach a range of hundreds of miles instantly, far surpassing the perception of superpowers. It seemed that this world truly was a Martial Arts Great World. The emergence of Superpower Users was just an outlier in millions of years of evolution and never the main cultivation system.

"Benefactor, you are someone with deep fortune. Perhaps you will encounter even more miracles in the future. This world is vast, with countless places for Cultivation, nothing like Earth, which is no longer suitable for Cultivation and has become as it is today. Everyone must wait helplessly for birth, aging, illness, and death, not only having to watch themselves gradually age and approach the end of their life but also to painfully watch loved ones leave one by one, unable to do anything. You are no longer a Superpower User, but a Martial Arts Practitioner, who has entered the main path of this world’s cultivation. The road ahead will be even more arduous and bumpy; you must be extra careful!" Master Fang Zheng kindly advised Ye Tianchen.

"Thank you, Master. I will definitely bear it in mind," Ye Tianchen said earnestly, nodding his head.

"Although you have inherited the Yijin Jing, I won’t forcibly require you to join the Shaolin Temple. Everyone has their own beliefs and goals. I will not impose, but I hope when you have achieved Great Success, and if you see the Buddhist Sect in distress, you will be able to lend a helping hand," Master Fang Zheng looked at Ye Tianchen and said.

"Master, rest assured, I promise you!" Ye Tianchen nodded and replied.

At this time, Master Fang Zheng had already sat down cross-legged, letting the blood continue to drip, seemingly aware of his condition. He viewed life and death with acceptance, showing no regret or fear, serene in his demeanor. He then turned to Dongfang Meng and said, "Bei Lengshi from the Songshan Sect has reached the Late Stage Martial Saint in cultivation, definitely no less than the Sword Emperor and me. You must be careful."

"Master Fang Zheng, rest assured, I will never let Bei Lengshi’s schemes succeed!" Tears fell from Dongfang Meng’s eyes as she hurriedly nodded in response.

Master Fang Zheng also nodded, then looking at Ye Tianchen, he said, "The superpower within you is deeply rooted, it’s your origin power. I don’t have the strength to eradicate it, I have only suppressed it below your Dantian. It will eventually break out. You must find a way to strengthen yourself and merge it with Martial Arts Power. I have a premonition you will become a dominator of this universe. It’s just a pity I won’t have the chance to see it... Amitabha Buddha!"

With the final chant of the Buddha name, Master Fang Zheng brought his palms together, sat down cross-legged on the cushion in the small pavilion where his senior brother had passed into parinirvana, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Master..." Ye Tianchen clenched his fists tightly and called out.

"Master Fang Zheng!" Dongfang Meng was overwhelmed with grief.

"Hmph, Fang Zheng, you still died by my hand. You lost your life trying to save these two irrelevant people, is this what you call Buddhist faith?" the Sword Emperor sneered, stepping towards Ye Tianchen and Dongfang Meng with an expression full of disdain.

Ye Tianchen glanced at the Sword Emperor, noticing a bloody hole in his chest as well. It seemed Master Fang Zheng’s Mystic Void Fist had seriously injured the Sword Emperor, and had not Master Fang Zheng focused on suppressing the rampant power within Ye Tianchen, how could he have been killed by the Sword Emperor? Master Fang Zheng had shown great kindness to Ye Tianchen and placed immense hope in him. Naturally, Ye Tianchen aimed to avenge Master Fang Zheng.

"What are you looking at? Do you think you can kill me? You two are nothing but ants, I can crush you with one finger!" the Sword Emperor coldly said to Ye Tianchen.

"A few months ago, I killed your brother, Songben Xiajian, with my own hands. Today, I will send you to reunite with him!" Ye Tianchen said, his eyes sharp and piercing.

"Just having transformed the power within from a Superpower User to that of a Martial Artist, how much strength could you possibly have?" the Sword Emperor laughed disdainfully.

Boom!

Without another word, Ye Tianchen threw a punch—an attack with the Thunder Sky Fist, not using Superpower but Martial Arts True Qi. The golden fist radiance surged powerfully, filled with an unstoppable killing intent. It even surprised the Sword Emperor, who, despite his injuries, met the attack with a palm... (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)