The Fly Xin Women's Band has departed. Two young girls are flying off to the next city, carrying their anti-terrorism music to launch a new series of concerts against terror.

Tianbei City has largely returned to its former tranquility. However, the major newspapers and media outlets of Tianbei City have not settled down just because the Fly Xin Women's Band left.

Too many things happened during the concert. The massive riot staged by the City Guards outside the stadium was captured in several stunning shots by a journalist who hadn't even entered the venue, using their camera.

"Can we really trust the quality of the Tianbei City Police?"

The front-page headline of the Tianbei Morning Post blazed across the page, featuring a huge photograph: several City Guard armored vehicles looked like shattered beehives, ripped apart by M134 gunfire, sparks occasionally spitting from the wreckage, and demoralized police officers scrambling out of their cockpits.

People suddenly realized that these City Guards, who usually appeared incredibly powerful, possessed such a fragile side. Their city’s supposed protectors, the police, had been taken down by their opponents in an instant.

Sharp, barbed language filled the entire front page. Han Jing held the paper, his face flushed crimson. The police response time in this incident was truly problematic.

"Tianbei City Still Has Me—Our Guardian Angel. The Police Are Our Most Trustworthy Partners."

The front page of the Tianbei Evening Post ran a completely opposite argument to the Morning Post, accompanied by a picture of a giant figure wielding two light sedans, set against the backdrop of completely destroyed mobile armor deployed by terrorists.

Qin Fen’s speed was too great. The photographer had been too excited at the time, resulting in a blurry image of Qin Fen. Yet, the sheer, formidable aura of raw power transmitted clearly through the photograph into the reader's consciousness.

Han Jing looked at the newspaper again with a wry smile. This kid had managed to earn merit again. The whole affair concerning the crackdown on vice from last time hadn't even been resolved yet, and now this. Fortunately, the boy was on leave; otherwise, he genuinely wouldn't know what to say to him.

Han Jing craned his neck to look toward the Special Security Detachment on the upper floor of the annex building. Those young masters had completely submitted to Qin Fen. Even when Qin Fen himself wasn't present, they trained diligently and quietly, no longer running out to prank their colleagues when they were bored, as they had before.

"What is Qin Fen doing?" Han Jing tapped his chin lightly, his eyes slightly upturned toward the ceiling. "Is he cultivating again?"

Cultivating, Qin Fen was currently in seclusion, undergoing the final stages of closed-door training for the impending decisive battle against Little Pluto.

The usually quiet room was currently filled with the explosive rock music of the Fly Xin Women's Band. This was a set of emotionally charged rock music recorded specifically for Qin Fen by the two young girls before they left Tianbei City.

Cultivation had always begun in a quiet place for Qin Fen, yet he found himself having to internalize an infinite passion amidst this explosive music.

Blood Exchange Rebirth Heaven.

Qin Fen could clearly feel that after the battle last night, his Martial Dao had made significant progress. His vital blood finally showed a slight stirring.

Most importantly, his stagnant True Qi was showing faint signs of growth again after this fight.

For anyone else, the resumption of True Qi growth would be cause for immense celebration. But Qin Fen knew this was actually disastrous news.

After entering the Ten-Star level, achieving Blood Exchange Rebirth into True Innate had become exceedingly difficult. If he entered the Eleven-Star level without completing the Blood Exchange Rebirth, Qin Fen suspected he might never achieve it in his lifetime.

"There are geniuses in this world who might manage Blood Exchange Rebirth while in the Eleven-Star state, but it would absolutely require incredible luck. If you think you can win the grand prize in the lottery just by deciding to buy a ticket, then you should worry about attempting the Blood Exchange after entering Eleven Stars."

His Master’s words echoed in Qin Fen’s mind. It was both a hint and a warning: do not place too much hope on achieving Blood Exchange Rebirth after reaching Eleven Stars.

Some things must be done today, today. If you keep postponing them, there will only be disadvantages, no benefits.

The music surged. Qin Fen felt the blood inside him boiling too. His powerful heart pounded relentlessly: thump, thump, thump.

A normal adult heart pumps over six thousand kilograms of blood daily. Qin Fen’s heart pumped at least two hundred thousand kilograms daily.

This intense flow of blood made it even harder to control and attempt the Blood Exchange Rebirth.

"Master, do you think he can break through?"

Ji Zhen Xuanyi stood below Qin Fen’s room, looking up anxiously. His peripheral vision swept over Xue Tian, who was basking in the sun, seemingly asleep.

Among all the young martial artists, only Xue Tian, apart from Lin Ling, had not chosen closed-door cultivation after witnessing the intense battles.

Ji Zhen Xuanyi’s strength was far inferior to the other youngsters, and consequently, he had less to learn. After a brief seclusion, he emerged quickly.

Six-Star Peak, ready to break into Seven Stars at any moment. While this wasn't much in the circle of top young martial artists, for Ji Zhen Xuanyi, it was a considerable improvement.

"Old Qin?" Xue Tian squinted at the sun, slowly stretching his arms in a languid motion. "Old Qin can probably achieve the Blood Exchange Rebirth into True Innate this time."

"Is that so?" The brilliance shining in Ji Zhen Xuanyi's eyes was even greater than his joy over his own breakthrough. "Does that mean Master is guaranteed to win the fight against Little Pluto Hades this time?"

"Guaranteed to win?" Xue Tian slapped the dust off his buttocks. "Which eye of yours saw that Old Qin is guaranteed to win?"

Ji Zhen Xuanyi looked at Xue Tian somewhat aggrieved, muttering, "You said he would break through."

"I said he would break through; I didn't say he was guaranteed to win," Xue Tian flicked Ji Zhen Xuanyi’s forehead. A red dot immediately appeared on the youth’s fair brow. "Kid, do you think Little Pluto Hades is just sitting around eating rice?"

"Your Master wasn't the only one who fought Death Sign last night; Hades fought one too. A life-and-death engagement was incredibly valuable experience for him as well. Just because he allowed your Master to break through doesn't mean he hasn't made new progress? In this world, you, me, and Qin Fen are not the sun; the world doesn't revolve around us."

"Little Pluto Hades is that strong?" Ji Zhen Xuanyi raised his hand to rub his forehead, frustrated that despite actively trying to dodge, he couldn't evade Xue Tian's flick. He understood why his Master said this person's talent was frighteningly terrifying. If Qin Fen cultivates while in seclusion, this man cultivates even while sleeping and dozing.

"Right," Xue Tian flicked Ji Zhen Xuanyi’s forehead again. "And you—why did you come out of seclusion so quickly?"

A hint of dejection crossed Ji Zhen Xuanyi's face. "I've absorbed everything I could process. Besides, this time it's not me fighting."

"Then you can practice the basics now," Xue Tian pointed to the nearby lawn. "Go practice the Tai Chi your Master taught you. Don't you want to test yourself against Little Pluto Hades? Do you just want to hide behind your Master Qin Fen and watch him stride forward and leave you behind? Kid, remember this well."

Remember? Ji Zhen Xuanyi ran toward the lawn, looking curiously at Xue Tian.

At this moment, the languid smile on Xue Tian's face bloomed with a radiance never seen before, as if the sun itself was being suppressed by his brilliance.

"A person must dream," Xue Tian enunciated every word. Ji Zhen Xuanyi suddenly realized that the man before him was immensely strong.

This wasn't the strength Qin Fen had told him about, nor the strength displayed in the recruit competition rankings. It was a feeling.

Ji Zhen Xuanyi had a distinct feeling for the first time: Xue Tian was powerfully strong.

He began practicing the Twenty-Four Form Simplified Tai Chi. Ji Zhen Xuanyi quickly entered a completely self-absorbed state. As a fellow Six-Star martial artist, he was confident that few opponents in real combat could defeat him—all thanks to Qin Fen's training.

Time slowly passed. Xue Tian sat back down against the wall, dozing off repeatedly.

At some unknown point, Lin Liqiang also arrived below Qin Fen's building and, like Xue Tian, leaned against the wall to nap. Before long, Inzaghrota, Solomon, Caesar, Kaishan Brooks, and the Young Dragon King Yang Lie also appeared downstairs.

Only Kaishan Brooks joined Lin Liqiang and Xue Tian in their napping brigade. Inzaghrota stood leaning against the wall, concentrating on pondering the ratios for medicinal compounds. Solomon, Caesar, and the Young Dragon King Yang Lie watched with great interest as Ji Zhen Xuanyi practiced Tai Chi in the courtyard.

Though they were all practicing the Twenty-Four Form Simplified Tai Chi, the insights each person gleaned were subtly different. A slight smile touched the corners of their mouths. They hadn't expected to learn something new by observing a Six-Star Peak martial artist.

"Hmm?"

The dozing Xue Tian suddenly snapped his eyes open, a look of surprise flashing in his pupils. He stood up and looked up towards Qin Fen's room. The other young people simultaneously sensed a Ten-Star martial artist's aura expanding from upstairs.

Everyone frowned. This was indeed Qin Fen's aura, but it was completely different from yesterday's! It wasn't that yesterday's Qin Fen wasn't strong, but today's aura possessed a feeling brimming with vibrant, natural vitality—a posture of dead wood seeing spring again.

"So fast?" Xue Tian's smile spread across every corner of his face. "I thought it would take until deep into the night."

Hearing Xue Tian's words, the others immediately understood what had happened upstairs with Qin Fen.

Blood Exchange Rebirth True Innate.

Qin Fen excitedly clenched both fists. Each time his fingers interlocked, his heart beat more vigorously, and his blood throbbed with an indescribable vitality, leaping for joy.

Vitality. Yes, that was it. Qin Fen closed his eyes, sensing the surrounding air. Although his martial perception had always been acute, it was nowhere near the clarity he possessed at this moment. He could clearly sense the microbes in the air, their vigorous life force.

Qin Fen’s eyes suddenly snapped open, like a blinding flash of lightning in the dim room. This was the feeling of achieving Blood Exchange Rebirth into True Innate.

The True Qi was purer, and the blood was no longer merely circulating mechanically; it felt alive.

"Hah!"

Qin Fen let out a low roar. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill was unleashed at full power for the first time since entering Blood Exchange Rebirth True Innate. The resonance of his bones and sinews sounded like a string of loud firecrackers. His heart hammered like the grand drum at a celebration. In an instant, his body’s muscles swelled and then retracted naturally.

The prominent tendons that had stood out before were now slightly finer, yet they remained densely packed beneath every inch of Qin Fen's skin.

This time, his bones did not protrude excessively, and his muscles swelled as if resembling the mythical Demonic Ape.

Qin Fen’s muscles had only become denser. He looked slightly leaner than when he exerted his full power previously. These muscles, seemingly close-fitting without protruding prominently, instead exuded an aura of solid competence, storing infinite explosive potential.

If the Qin Fen who fought the Demon King Death Sign last night were placed next to the current Qin Fen, anyone looking at them would conclude that the present Qin Fen was superior.

"Old Qin, come down and show us!~~"

Xue Tian’s shout carried, and even the two layers of glass windows in Qin Fen’s apartment couldn't stop it.

"Coming."

The fifth floor was hardly a height for Qin Fen. Jumping out was clearly faster than taking the stairs.

He opened the window and leaped out.

On the opposite building, a woman witnessed the scene. She covered her mouth in astonishment, silently praying that this seemingly reckless young man wouldn't actually fall to his death.

Thump.

Qin Fen landed firmly. The impact force from the jump didn't crack the modern reinforced concrete but merely kicked up the layer of dust on the ground.

When the crowd saw Qin Fen’s eyes, they shone like a dozen cameras firing their flashes simultaneously at him.

Almost all the young martial artists present were the vanguard of the younger generation. They could clearly perceive the immense change in Qin Fen's physique.

Chen Feiyu walked over from a distance, his eyes also filled with surprise.

Qin Fen met Chen Feiyu’s startled gaze with a smile. It seemed Chen Feiyu was not far from completing his own Blood Exchange Rebirth into True Innate. Master Fei Wei's elixirs were truly effective! Coupled with Chen Feiyu's special aptitude for the Sun Bronze Bone, even though he missed the initial surge period, his progress could now be described as rapid. "Qin Fen, want to try sparring?" Caesar walked out smiling. Before he could fully stabilize his stance, he saw Solomon also stepping forward.

"Qin Fen, I want to test you too," the Dragon King Yang Lie said with a slight smile. "Sparring with you, I think I can have another session of closed-door cultivation tonight."

Kaishan Brooks also stepped forward, his face full of smiles, nodding repeatedly in agreement with the Young Dragon King Yang Lie’s sentiment.

Watching Qin Fen stride forward with confidence, the young martial artists felt both admiration and eagerness. Having such an opportunity, they certainly wouldn't let it pass easily.

"Group brawl? Or one-on-one duels?"

Qin Fen took a step back, full of anticipation. Only through sparring could he truly clarify the specific differences now that he had achieved Blood Exchange Rebirth into True Innate.

"One-on-one duels," Caesar declared, stepping forward and positioning himself in front of Qin Fen. His five fingers gripped into a fist like a seal, and he brought his hand down from above towards Qin Fen's forehead.

With this strike, Caesar’s aura reached its zenith instantly. His forward step was regal, like an emperor, and the descending seal resembled an emperor affixing the Imperial Seal onto an edict.

Extermination of Nine Generations, Imperial Seal.

The air cracked with an explosion like a gunshot. Nine streams of True Qi converged at his forearm, whipping up a gust of wind that stung the face. Even the dust on the ground was swept away by the force of this blow.

Having observed the fight last night, Caesar poured all his intended momentum into this punch—his peak strike since beginning martial arts training. If his opponent were a bronze statue, he was confident he could flatten it instantly.

Qin Fen slightly lowered his stance, sweeping his arm above his head in a movement reminiscent of the Tai Chi 'Cloud Hands.' His palm pressed lightly against Caesar's descending strike, turning slightly. There was no fierce collision or explosive sound. Caesar's top-tier punch vanished into thin air through an imperceptible redirection.

Caesar felt the entirety of his strength being dissolved by Qin Fen’s slight maneuver. The nine streams of True Qi, condensed and explosive, struck as if hitting the deep sea water. "This is...?"

Caesar was momentarily stunned. All the surrounding spectators were equally bewildered. That punch seemed soft, yet everyone could sense that Qin Fen's strike contained no hint of softness—it was a pure display of Hard Strength.

A confrontation between Hard Strength meeting Hard Strength, yet there was no explosive scene. Not even the reinforced concrete beneath their feet cracked in the slightest.

"The power of the ocean," Qin Fen chuckled, shaking his hands. "The waves crashing against the shore often give the impression of unmatched hardness. But during these past days practicing intensely underwater, sensing the surge of the deep currents, that power is far greater and harder than the waves visible to the naked eye. It is tougher, but..."

Xue Tian applauded lightly, finishing the thought. "But that power is difficult to manifest as external hardness; it's all internal."

Qin Fen nodded. He had felt this sensation when practicing underwater before, but he had never managed to execute it. He hadn't expected that after listening to the concert and battling Death Sign, achieving the Blood Exchange Rebirth into True Innate, he could finally manage it.

"Marvelous," Xue Tian gave a thumbs-up. "But it’s not just about strength. Your punch incorporated an extraordinary spirit. When that power is truly unleashed as external hardness, that is the real might, isn't it?"

Qin Fen nodded again. This sparring was merely between friends, not a fight to the death. He acted more naturally, not consciously converting internal strength into external hardness to form truly terrifying destructive power.

Caesar stood rooted to the spot, his eyes distant. Although that punch wasn't Qin Fen displaying his full strength, it had already given him countless revelations.

Brooks stared blankly at Xue Tian. What level of power did this man possess? He could see Qin Fen's current realm completely at a glance? Was Qin Fen stronger? Or was Xue Tian even stronger?

The Young Dragon King Yang Lie let out a long cry. In three months, Qin Fen had surpassed them all. He hadn't expected that in just one day, Qin Fen would take another giant leap, leaving them even further behind.

"Qin Fen, it's my turn," the Young Dragon King Yang Lie said, a smile playing on his lips. "I will use Dragon Fist; you use Dragon Fist too. I hope this time I see your Dragon Fist, not the power of the sea wave you just displayed."

"Good." Qin Fen's fighting spirit flared. He pulled into a stance that was distinctly the Dragon Fist stance.

Xue Tian leaned over, patting Brooks's shoulder, and murmured softly, "Buddy, stop straining your mind. Some people have inherently special aptitudes; even if their overall strength isn't top-tier, they can see things others cannot."

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