The confinement rooms were never very large. The four bare walls created a complete sense of disorientation.
One bed. A computer without an internet connection.
There was nothing else in the room. Qin Fen was quite satisfied with the layout.
Simple. Quiet.
No one would disturb him anymore. Having a computer and calling it confinement?
Qin Fen casually opened the computer and only then understood why it was there. It was filled with all sorts of regulations.
All recreational software had been deleted. Even the drawing program was missing.
Qin Fen smiled. It seemed this confinement room was truly comprehensive.
Leaving someone with a computer full of military regulations. If anyone wanted to relieve boredom, they could read military regulations!
“Having a computer is excellent.” Qin Fen pulled out the chip given to him by Squad Leader Niu Wangying from his bosom. It quickly connected to the computer.
Information regarding the [Feather Ascension Flying Immortal] movement technique, the [Flower Merging] Fist style, and the understanding of Shun Shi (conforming momentum) began to pop up continuously on the screen. The monitoring personnel stared at Qin Fen’s posture, completely dumbfounded.
Was this kid doing it on purpose? He had managed to completely block the screen with his back, making it impossible for the surveillance cameras to see what was being displayed!
“He knows where the monitors are installed?” One monitoring officer hesitantly asked his colleague. The placement of surveillance cameras in the confinement rooms was secret.
The location of the monitor in every single confinement room was different. Everyone watched as Qin Fen entered the room without searching around; he merely turned a circle, quickly scanned the surroundings, and headed straight for the computer.
“Accidentally?” Another monitoring officer grinned. Since this confinement room was built, no one had ever managed to locate the position of the surveillance probe.
“What do we do now?” The third monitoring officer looked at the others with some difficulty. Before entering any confinement room, a thorough body search was always conducted, and no personal items were allowed inside.
Just now, because the Major General had personally escorted him, everyone had momentarily forgotten to check. “This…” The first officer who spoke opened the microphone: “Colonel, you are not permitted to view any external materials brought into the confinement room.
We request your cooperation in our work.” Qin Fen turned off the screen and turned to face the probe: “Can I have five minutes? I only need five minutes…” The monitoring officers all froze.
In the surveillance feed, Qin Fen’s eyes seemed to be looking directly at them through the screen. Had the probe really been found?
The monitoring officers exchanged glances, feeling somewhat absurd. The first officer spoke again: “Very well, please stick to the agreement.
Only five minutes.” Qin Fen didn’t reply. He turned back, opened the screen, and quickly scanned the contents.
Such tense moments needed to be used for rapid comprehension; a quick run-through was crucial. When the five minutes were up, the computer shut down.
Qin Fen took out the chip, placed it close to his body, and bowed slightly toward the probe in thanks. Then, the monitoring officers saw Qin Fen still.
He sat quietly on the [redacted], both eyes completely closed, perfectly still, yet not appearing to be cultivating Zhen Qi. After quickly reviewing everything, Qin Fen immediately spotted Wang Ying’s [Night Blooming Flower] Fist and the [Feather Ascension Flying Immortal] movement technique.
The most fundamental principles of both originated from her understanding of Shun Shi. Flowers bloom naturally, immortals drift along.
Qin Fen didn't open his eyes. He stood with his feet planted on the [redacted] surface, recalling the situation from his fight with Wang Ying in his mind.
Slowly, he began to stretch out his stance, simulating Wang Ying’s punches and kicks, adopting the [Night Blooming Flower] fist frame. Qin Fen’s punches were very slow, truly like a flower secretly opening in the night—quiet, graceful, natural, and full of life.
The monitors in the surveillance room smiled. Almost every soldier confined here chose to practice martial arts.
They had seen many strange forms of fist and footwork, but never anything as peculiar as Qin Fen’s. Soft movements, slow speed.
Tai Chi was often seen in confinement rooms, but this Lieutenant Colonel’s technique was neither soft nor hard. If one said it was slow, the speed was acceptable; if one said it was fast, it wasn’t particularly so.
It was as if there was genuine weakness between the movements, yet there was an ineffable harmony! Does this kind of fist style have any power?
The monitoring officers exchanged curious glances, realizing their colleagues shared the same curiosity. Qin Fen naturally raised his leg and swung his fist.
Everything seemed to be unfolding according to the process of life. Gradually, a touch of radiance began to appear in his movements.
The onlookers in the surveillance room gradually forgot their questions, quietly watching Qin Fen in the confinement room. Unconsciously, they were captivated by his movements, feeling as if they were transported to a secluded night, admiring a Night Blooming Flower slowly unfurling.
Suddenly! Qin Fen’s shoulders jolted, and his movements accelerated!
The monitors’ spirits were also jolted. Their eyes shone with an unprecedented light of obsession as they stared intently at Qin Fen’s intensified movements.
That was the blooming of the Night Blooming Flower—the most beautiful moment of its life, the most moving moment, and the true [Climax] of this entire fist style! Release.
Release everything without reservation~~ At this moment, the [Climax] of the Night Blooming Flower Fist had a surprisingly strong overlap with Qin Fen’s original techniques. In that instant, Qin Fen felt the Zhen Qi fluctuations within him surpass any previous time.
The true comprehension of the Night Blooming Flower Fist arose in his mind. The so-called Grand Momentum (Da Shi) is not merely about controlling the large; it is about truly controlling everything!
Within the Grand Momentum, there is also a Shun Shi (conforming momentum). This Shun Shi appears to be controlled by the Grand Momentum, but it possesses its own independent entity!
If these two forces of momentum can be fused together, that is the true mastery of the so-called Grand Momentum! In an instant of realization, Qin Fen understood that in that battle, Wang Ying had not fully unleashed the Night Blooming Flower Fist—at least, she hadn't released the moment the flower bloomed!
The Zhen Qi fluctuation within his body, which had been controlled, was still oscillating. However, at this moment, Qin Fen stopped trying to control the oscillation of Zhen Qi.
Simultaneously, he merged himself into that controlled, oscillating Zhen Qi, feeling the vibration that conformed to the controlling force. Hum… Hum… Hum… Qin Fen’s movements remained slow and natural.
His hands swayed gently, and the oscillation of the Zhen Qi inside him emitted a subtle, special sound outward. The oscillation upgraded in that instant!
Qin Fen’s Zhen Qi oscillation, which had previously only just passed muster, saw a massive increase in precision! In a flash, Qin Fen felt an indescribable comfort throughout his meridians, as if the finest masseur were giving him a full-body massage.
This time, there were no longer the occasional errors in the oscillation like before. This time, there was no error at all!
Having truly mastered the Grand Momentum, the oscillation of his internal Zhen Qi would no longer experience supposed precision failures. The Night Blooming Flower Fist continued, cycle after cycle, relentlessly.
He didn't know how long he struck, but suddenly, the aura around Qin Fen shifted! The Arhat Fist abruptly replaced the natural flow of the Night Blooming Flower.
Having grasped the Grand Momentum, Qin Fen’s execution of the Arhat Fist was vastly different from before. Between every stance and movement, there was inexhaustible vitality, subtly jumping with the breath of life.
The Arhat Fist was alive! It was no longer just a dead set of movements used for combat; it was alive!
The monitoring officers felt as if they were hallucinating. The person in the confinement room was not a young military academy cadet, but the golden statues of Arhats from a temple, mysteriously appearing in the confinement room.
Feeling the breakthrough, Qin Fen did not stop. Seizing this moment of clarity in his mind, he performed the Hong Fist, Coiling Dragon Fist, Fire Dragon Fist, Black Dragon Fist, and the Twenty-Four Forms Simplified Tai Chi, one after another.
The Qin Fen in the eyes of the monitoring officers also transformed. The moment he unleashed the power of a fist, the monitoring room felt like it housed an immensely powerful heavy artillery field gun.
When Qin Fen struck the Dragon Fist, it seemed as if a dragon was drifting around the confinement room. When Qin Fen performed the laughable Twenty-Four Forms Simplified Tai Chi, the onlookers suddenly found they couldn't laugh.
Between the opening and closing of his hands and feet, they vaguely perceived the Yin-Yang fish symbol of Taoism. This entire sequence of fist and footwork took Qin Fen a full four hours.
Fully concentrated on executing his techniques, he paid no attention to the force of his movements. When he finally stopped, he realized the small [redacted] room had just weathered a violent storm.
The thin single bed had long been dislodged from its corner position against the wall. The sheet covering it had been shredded into pieces—debris torn off by the force of his punches and then pulverized by the spiraling force of his feet.
The computer on the desk was already completely smashed, it was unclear if it was struck by a gust of wind or destroyed under some other circumstance. The four walls, originally lined with thick, half-foot-deep steel plating, were no longer flat.
Qin Fen’s fist and footprints were deeply indented everywhere, some nearly half a foot deep. Looking at the destruction around him, Qin Fen stared at his own hands and feet in disbelief.
When had his strikes become so devastating? These steel plates, even if they weren't the S-grade plating used on starships, were certainly not ordinary steel.
Just that morning, Qin Fen believed that even his hardest strikes couldn't leave such deep pits in steel plating. However, after comprehending the Grand Momentum and raising the control of his Zhen Qi oscillation to a supreme level, the power of his strikes had increased by such a magnitude!
“If…” Qin Fen clenched his fist: “If I had this kind of striking power during the ambush at the New Recruit Competition, what would the outcome have been?” Although his Nine Stars hadn't broken through to Ten Stars, Qin Fen knew he had gained something more valuable than a breakthrough. Wang Ying’s martial arts had opened a new gate for him.
At this moment, Qin Fen finally understood why Wang Ying had been repeatedly invited by the [Holy Martial Hall]—this woman’s study of momentum was too profound! The monitoring personnel snapped out of their daze.
They stared blankly at the confinement room, which looked messier than a junkyard. The fist and foot impressions, nearly half a foot deep in the walls, caused cold sweat to break out on their foreheads.
“This kid is excessively fierce, isn’t he?” One monitoring officer managed to squeeze out those words after a long pause. The others merely nodded repeatedly without speaking.
How old was this kid? Did he intend to tear down the confinement room?
Qin Fen turned around, observing everything. The imprints of his fists and feet on the walls formed a unique pattern.
Gazing quietly at these marks, he could sense the state he was in at that time. The sublimation of his strikes brought about the refinement of his internal Zhen Qi.
Qin Fen looked up at the small window of the confinement room. When he left this room, regardless of whether he was forced out of the military later, there was one thing he absolutely had to do.
Uncover the mastermind behind this incident! Everyone only has one life.
Qin Fen did not believe that his forbearance could earn him peaceful coexistence. Since forbearance does not bring peace, then let it be war!
Qin Fen took a deep breath of night air into his abdomen. My life is also only one.
Mercy toward the enemy is cruelty to myself. I am not the Buddha; acts like offering flesh to feed eagles are for others to do.
Night was still lingering, and the temperature in the air had dropped considerably with the approach of the deep night. However, the atmosphere in the conference room was in no way cooled by the temperature drop; the heated situation continued.
Li Mingzheng had launched one offensive after another since the meeting began, using the high-tech facilities of the conference room to push out Qin Fen's fiery status online again, causing the other generals, who were already aware of the incident, to watch the new developments. However, he hadn't expected that the online trend was no longer one-sided.
With a few reporters wisely reading the situation, Qin Fen’s support rate had now approached thirty percent. … The brief surprise did not stop Li Mingzheng.
He glanced suspiciously at the perpetually silent Snake King and immediately understood. A smile of unconcealed satisfaction appeared on Li Mingzheng’s face.
Even though they were on opposing sides, he admired the Snake King’s counterattacks. “Gentlemen, I never believed Qin Fen should continue serving in the military.
He has not only offended Lord Qilin but also engaged in a street brawl, causing significant damage to the reputation of the military,” Li Mingzheng stared intimidatingly at the Snake King: “Even dismissing him from military service would not be excessive!” Several people in the conference room immediately echoed his sentiment. The Snake King remained silent, observing the others.
Among those who hadn't agreed, how many were still aligned with Li Mingzheng? Enemies visible on the surface were not frightening.
A confident smile curved the corner of the Snake King’s mouth. A tangible target is easy to crush.
The truly troublesome ones are those who remain hidden. “Did the East Asian Military Region win the glory of this New Recruit Competition?” Bearded Man sneered coldly: “Where was Qin Fen when he bravely ventured onto the island to rescue the godfather of nano-combat suits?
Where were you when Qin Fen infiltrated the Golden Triangle alone to assassinate drug lords? As seniors, shouldn’t we give more care and protection to the younger generation?” “Hmph!” Li Mingzheng snorted heavily: “That doesn’t mean we should dote on him, does it?” “Doting?
Are you talking about yourself?” Zhao Bearded Man rolled his eyes and heavily slapped the conference table, making a loud noise: “I recall that Park Zhonghwan died suddenly during an exercise with the West Asian Military Region. You even tried to award him the First Class Merit posthumously, and what else was there…” “The Federal Supreme Elite Medal,” Hui Yuan Wuyang mocked sarcastically, his tone completely unlike his usual warrior demeanor, immediately drawing the attention of many.
Many generals inwardly wondered why Hui Yuan Wu was getting involved? He could see that the other generals from Hanzhou remained silent, so why was he the one steadfastly supporting Qin Fen?
Li Mingzheng’s old face also flushed red. He had tried to gain glory for Hanzhou that day, but now he was being ridiculed for it.
He slammed his palms down on the table, glaring viciously at Hui Yuan Wu, mentally cursing Hui Yuan Wu’s entire lineage eighteen generations deep. “Shouldn’t a soldier who died fighting for the glory of the East Asian Military Region be given the highest honor?” “And a soldier like Qin Fen, who has repeatedly achieved merits—he can almost be called the number one meritorious recruit—can he just be kicked out of the army?” Zhao Bearded Man’s cold laugh drew a loud round of applause from Hui Yuan Wu.
“The problem is, Qin Fen beat someone into disability on the street this time, and he offended Lord Qilin!” Li Mingzheng wore a smug smile. As long as he tightly bound Lord Qilin’s will to his war chariot, few would dare to confront him directly.
Coupled with this vicious incident of assault in public, even the Snake King couldn't aggressively shield him. “Enough…” The Snake King tapped the table with his finger: “How about this: temporarily transfer Qin Fen out of the combat troops.
Temporarily second him to the police force, retaining his military status. When things blow over, if Qin Fen performs well, then we can transfer him back.” “What?” Li Mingzheng’s eye twitched repeatedly: “Isn’t this a bit against the rules?
I object…” The Snake King glanced at the famous brand watch on his wrist: “It’s half past three in the morning, General Li is still so energetic. Very well, since you disagree with my suggestion, please continue discussing with the other generals…” Before the Snake King could finish speaking, Li Mingzheng felt a wave of angry gazes directed at him.
Except for the personnel from the Hanzhou Military Region, almost all the other generals looked annoyed. Many generals curled their lips, secretly blaming Li Mingzheng for not knowing when to stop.
Qin Fen had already been provisionally kicked out of the army. The Snake King had already made a certain degree of concession; why was he still so unreasonable?
Did he have to pursue complete destruction? The problem was, in the current situation, could he achieve total victory by pushing this far?
Li Mingzheng’s eyes flashed with bitter hatred as he shot a look at the Snake King. The latter played his hand too cunningly, deliberately dragging the meeting until everyone was exhausted before presenting a plan he must have devised long ago.
This was intended to provoke opposition. One objection like this would incite dissatisfaction among all the generals who wanted to end the meeting.
This one objection would alienate all the neutral generals and push them back into the Snake King’s camp. Li Mingzheng sighed helplessly.
Continuing would only invite more negative sentiment. At that point, perhaps the Snake King’s casual counterattack would mean Qin Fen wouldn’t even need to temporarily leave the army.
“Fine…” Li Mingzheng slowly nodded: “Elder General Du’s considerations are indeed more comprehensive. But where will he be assigned this time?” “A soldier cannot interfere with local affairs, and naturally, he cannot interfere with the order of the police force,” the Snake King casually pressed the phone button on the table: “Let’s ask the big shots from the police force first.” “Oh, I wonder who this is, old friend!” “Hey?
Old Du, are you in a meeting too?” “What a coincidence? We are having a meeting.” Several major figures in the Zhongzhou police force, dressed in sharp uniforms, were also gathered around a long table, seemingly in a meeting.
Seeing this scene, Li Mingzheng cursed inwardly: Acting! You’re all acting!
Where is there such a coincidence? It’s three-thirty in the morning, and you’re still in a meeting?
What, did you have a case of police assaulting someone on the street over there? Did it get posted online?
All the generals present cast looks of admiration toward the Snake King. He had clearly made arrangements in advance and successfully dragged everyone into a [pre-arranged trap] he had set.
“Gentlemen, I am shamelessly coming to ask for a favor.” The Snake King’s expression became serious. Even when putting on an act, one must be serious: “The situation is this…” The expressions of the police chiefs changed rapidly, as if they were hearing the news for the first time.
Li Mingzheng hated the police chiefs and the Snake King to the core. However, being deep within Zhongzhou’s territory, his foundation wasn't here.
If he objected now, it would likely be useless. “Qin Fen?
That new recruit we seconded last time to infiltrate the Golden Triangle?” The police chief said, making Li Mingzheng sneer. You, a high-ranking police official, are making a fuss over such a small matter?
Your acting is overdone! “That’s great then!
I say, don’t just second him; let him transfer directly to us!” Another large, stout chief said decisively: “You people don’t cherish such good talent, yet you kick him out? I don’t know if you are blind or if your brains have been kicked by a donkey!
Come, come, we’ll take him!” The corner of Li Mingzheng’s lip twitched several times. If he didn’t understand this blatant slap in the face, he might as well have been kicked by a donkey.
But under these circumstances, Li Mingzheng couldn’t voice his opposition. If he spoke up now, it would be an admission that his own mind had been kicked by a donkey.
The hatred in Li Mingzheng’s heart burned: You, Snake King, not only are you shielding Qin Fen, but you’ve brought others to stand here and scold me to my face. You’re good!
You are truly good! “What rank does that kid hold now?” “Lieutenant Colonel.” “Lieutenant Colonel?
Oh~ According to the old rule of demotion by half a rank upon transfer, he would probably be at the Deputy Director level.” The Snake King waved his hand: “He isn’t transferring; he’s only temporarily seconded to avoid the storm under your command.” “You venomous snake, still so stingy!” The stout police chief laughed and cursed: “Even if his military status and rank are retained, we must follow our local rules. Let him be a deputy for now; making him the head will draw too much attention, which isn’t in line with your original intent.” The Snake King spread his hands and shrugged, indicating he had no objection: “It’s up to you guys over there; whatever you decide is fine.” “Deal!” “Wait a moment…” Li Mingzheng, unwilling to give up, pressed: “Sirs, could you tell us approximately where Lieutenant Colonel Qin Fen will be assigned?” “Hm?
Who are you to question me with your General rank? You’re begging us to temporarily take Qin Fen in.
He’s temporarily not under your command anymore. Tell him to report as soon as possible!”
The projected image distorted and vanished. Li Mingzheng’s heart gave a sickening lurch! A miscalculation! Qin Fen had flown completely outside the scope of his control. The plan—to strip him bare of everything and then execute him to avenge his nephew—had veered violently off course.