The Favored Son of Heaven

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Thirty-Six Hours is only eighteen years old?

It’s not that no one had ever done such speculation. When he was in the four-star strength, many people had guessed that this person was young.

But ever since the day he swept the street of Artificial satellite number four, no one guessed that he was only eighteen years old any longer.

It was even less likely that anyone would have guessed that Qin Fen was eighteen years old when he appeared with nine-star strength. Some even suspected the possibility that he had entered the age of a second power outbreak.

Eighteen years old? The peak among the peaks of the nine-star strength? What is this? A genius! Which divine beast family didn’t look after their child properly and let him wander into the Sky Battle Network to cause havoc?

To reach the peak of the nine-star peaks at the age of eighteen not only required martial arts endowments, it also required huge logistics support!

If someone were to reach nine-star strength at the age of eighteen, then the first thought from people would be that this person was a descendant of a Divine beast martial artist. They had the best conditions and opportunities.

Shanhe Sheji stared at Qin Fen blankly. As a descendant of the Venus White Tiger’s Four Great Constellation warrior, Golden Dragon Kang, his strength had the fastest upgrade among the descendants of the Four Great Constellation besides Young Hades.

Shanhe Sheji always thought that no one in this world besides Young Hades would ever be able to surpass his speed! Even Mars’ Chuan Qi and Shang Guan Chuan Qi, who had been praised highly into the sky by the martial artists on Mars, also didn’t seem to have upgraded in strength any faster than him!

Who is this person? Shanhe Sheji switched the pictorial information he had already known in his mind rapidly. It was apparent that the person in front of him was not Shang Guan Chuan Qi, who was rumored to be as fierce as a tiger and used his very own Martial Emperor Tiger Fist. Plus, his strength was said to have long broken through the important ten-star checkpoint, and so, definitely not a nine-star strength.

Qilin’s granddaughter? Wrong! That girl

The descendant of the constellation warriors? Shanhe Sheji shook his head. Rumors had it that this Thirty-Six Hours was a money-sucking vampire and had a love for money that was beyond anybody’s imagination. The descendants of the constellation warriors did not lack money, and there were also problems with the time when he rose.

In today’s descendants of the constellation warriors, no one was eighteen years old! If it wasn’t that they had yet to be eighteen years old, it would be that they had long passed the age of eighteen.

The grandson of Snake King, Du Zhanpeng? Wrong! It was rumored that he was already dead. If he was still alive, then it would actually be likely! Young Hades once said that the great White Tiger was very optimistic toward Du Zhanpeng’s development in martial dao. When the news of Du Zhanpeng was released, White Tiger even said with a dejected expression, “What a pity.”

Qinglong! Shanhe Sheji’s body felt a sudden chill and his mind recalled something his father, Golden Dragon Kang, once said. It was rumored that the mysterious Qinglong had a younger brother!

Could it be the beast from Sacred Martial Hall? Shanhe Sheji evaluated Qin Fen extremely carefully. It was rumored that that beast was addicted to martial arts, and it seemed that he was also eighteen years old this year. Even Young Hades once said that if they were both of the same age, that beast would have an eighty to ninety percent chance of winning. Even Shang Guan Chuan Qi would also be defeated by that beast. He was also a strong contender of divine beast martial artists.

Divine beast! Divine beast!

Shanhe Sheji’s body was trembling. Ever since he was born, he never dreamt of being some divine beast. He only wanted to be his father, Golden Dragon Kang’s successor as the constellation warrior.

Young Hades always said, “Your goal is too small. It will constrain your fists, your soul, and your martial dao. Put your gaze further. Then, even if you can’t get the title of a Divine beast, you can be the constellation warrior under me when I become a Divine beast instead of inheriting the name of Golden Dragon Kang.”

Your goal is too small, your goal is too small!

Shanhe Sheji used to understand the meaning of those words, but he had never actually experienced it with his heart. After all, the title of Divine beast had an extremely high existence. The closer he was to Divine beast martial artists, the more he knew how unattainable a Divine beast was.

“Divine beast… Divine beast…”

Shanhe Sheji mumbled in his mouth. Qin Fen realized suddenly that this young man in his early twenties had turned into a boiling volcano in an instant. At this moment, the aura that had been hidden and suppressed in his body for many years was ignited all of a sudden.

“Yes! Divine beast! I want to be a Divine beast!”

Shanhe Sheji’s howl echoed in the air of the huge battlefield. The aura was completely different from how it was earlier in an instant, and a majestic aura of burst out from his body.

The other nine-star martial artists looked at Shanhe Sheji in amazement. Everyone was very clear that his soul had grown at this moment! This man got even closer to breaking through ten-star, and it could be that he only had one last step to take.

On the road of martial dao, in addition to the strength of the fist, there was also the growth of the martial dao soul.

Wild Wave even felt that at this time, Shanhe Sheji was qualified to compete with Qin Fen one-on-one.

At this moment, none of the audience laughed at the howl of Shanhe Sheji. Although divine beasts were the highest apex-level martial artists, with the kind of fighting spirit that was released by this young person’s body, who could guarantee that he would never become a divine beast?

Although entering the strength of a nine-star martial artist at the age of nineteen was not as stunning as Thirty-Six Hours, who had entered at the age of eighteen, he could still be called a genius!

“Thirty-Six Hours.” Shanhe Sheji’s aura rose as he stared fiercely at Qin Fen, “The me now does not want to fight you together with them. I want to battle against you in a proper one-on-one.”

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Qin Fen was silent for two seconds, and his neck twisted left and right gently, “Although your martial dao soul has grown a lot, your heart has opened up completely and is no longer subject to any restraint and suppression, and your strength also had a new upgrade. But it’s a pity that the you now is still unable to battle one-on-one with me. If I were to concentrate all my spirit on you… three punches!”

Three punches, three punches again!

After the so-called three-punch promise, the bones of Chaotic Antarctic were released from his skin with just one punch. The people finally knew the conservative estimate from Thirty-Six Hours’ words.

Three punches? Shanhe Shejir would like to try it out. In the face of that fierce fist, he could probably breakthrough within those three punches!

Breakthrough? Shanhe Sheji shook his head again. Before they even started the battle, he already predicted that he would fail. How could he obtain a breakthrough with this mentality? It was also a kind of fear to think about defeat before the war. If he were to reach a breakthrough with such mentality, it would really be called spooky.

“Okay.” Shanhe Sheji nodded at last, “If that’s the case, then I will join them and battle against you.”

“Thank you.” Qin Fen said calmly and softly, “Thank you for having a certain breakthrough in strength before battling against me. I hope that in this battle, we can all get what we want.”