Sudden Mass Production of Rare Treasured Geniuses

Straight punch! Straight punch! Straight punch!

Kyokushin Genichi stood in the area where the seawater was above his shoulders and faced the waves that pushed toward him one after another. He didn't stop waving his straight punch, and the waves shattered at his firm and fierce force. 

The raging waves could easily flip a person over, yet Kyokushin Genichi's body was as stable as a rock, like the Pillar that Pacifies the Ocean [1] that planted firmly into the sea. 

The morning at the seaside was cool, yet Kyokushin Genichi's body was hot. From today onward, this place was the practice spot that belonged to Du Peng and him. The others had already boarded the plane and left Tianbei City. 

"Sacred Martial Hall…" Kyokushin Genichi looked up at a huge passenger aircraft that flew across the sky, "I'm guessing that Master's on this plane. I wonder how Master will be feeling in the face of Sacred Martial Hall... will he be excited? Nervous? Or something else?"