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Chapter 1027: A Startling Blow to the Stubborn Opponent
Chapter 1027: A Startling Blow to the Stubborn Opponent
Most of the martial artists present were aware that the Yaogui were transformed martial artists. Despite lacking the combat consciousness of a living martial artist, they still possessed the physical attributes of one.
For instance, the Yaogui that had just moved was almost indistinguishable, yet it was evident that it excelled in speed.
According to rumors, the Old Imperial Court also possessed the technique to control the Yaogui, which meant that the strength they could unleash might not be weaker than that of a living martial artist, and it was even possible that they had made up for their shortcomings in consciousness, making them truly troublesome opponents.
However, even such a Yaogui was instantly crushed by Chen Chuan's outer appearance hammer, as if he had effortlessly stepped on an insect on the road. This could only happen when there was a significant disparity in strength.
Everyone couldn't help but look towards Chen Chuan, who was walking at the front, their emotions stirred. One by one, they followed him, stepping over the Yaogui. When Hukan stepped on it, he deliberately stomped a few extra times.
At this moment, in the nearest military camp, a fifty-man armored cavalry unit had already formed their battle formation. With a drumbeat, they charged towards Chen Chuan's group.
Although there were only fifty of them, as they galloped forward, the sound of their horses' hooves thundering on the ground was deafening, and the dust they kicked up made it seem like a thousand soldiers were advancing.
Everyone glanced at the cavalry unit, admiring their courage. They knew it was like trying to stop a chariot with one's bare arms, yet they dared to charge forward, even under the bombardment of artillery fire from behind. They were undoubtedly the elite of the elite.
Just as these horses approached, a flash of light emanated from Zuan Xiansheng's mask, and an invisible force spread outward, forming a gigantic circular spiritual field with a diameter of several kilometers. The horses and knights who charged into it all lost consciousness, falling forward and being pushed by the momentum to roll on the ground.
At the same time, the two combat dirigibles above seemed to be affected as well, suddenly shaking.
Zalnik and his companion picked up stones, grinned in different directions, and their figures and arms seemed to flicker for a moment.
In the next instant, over a dozen gun positions simultaneously fired with a deafening blast, and twisted gun barrels flew into the sky along with severed limbs and shattered bodies.
A thunderous crash echoed as several combat dirigibles in the air exploded one after the other, then plummeted to the ground, creating massive fireballs upon impact.
Zalnik and his companion stopped their throwing motion, but the air around them had already turned scorching hot.
At this moment, behind them, a thousand-strong infantry unit with rifles had quickly formed a line. The muzzles of their guns rose in unison, aiming at Chen Chuan and the others. Then, with a loud shout, a cloud of smoke erupted, and at the same moment, the machine guns on both sides also started firing.
Dense bullets rained towards them like raindrops, but upon hitting the field, they slowed down and fell weakly. Chen Chuan and the others continued walking at a steady pace, stepping over the ground covered in bullet casings.
The officers of the Old Imperial Court watched them approach, fear flashing in their eyes. Yet, they still shouted, brandishing their military sabers and ordering another round of firing. The soldiers fired a row of bullets, then another row stepped forward, mechanically and numbly carrying out their orders.
They weren't unaware that their actions were futile, but the rigid tactical manual and the responsibilities they bore compelled them to stand their ground. This was the only thing they could and would do on the battlefield.
However, as Chen Chuan and the others drew closer, the soldiers began to waver, and the entire formation became unstable. The officer at the front tried to suppress the unrest, but suddenly his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed.
The soldiers followed like a falling row of dominoes, falling back in unison. At this moment, the gunfire and artillery fire ceased, not just from this group but also from the distant forces, as if everything had quieted down.
Chen Chuan looked up and saw a figure appear in the distant sky, with long hair and a martial arts suit, his arms wrapped in boxing bands, and his body glowing with silver-white light.
Chen Chuan raised an eyebrow. Zhao Zhenye?
This person had indeed not died.
On Zuan Xiansheng's side, the Masked Gentleman on his face also exclaimed in surprise at the same time.
Zuan Xiansheng's expression turned solemn. This was a problem. Zhao Zhenye was a martial artist of the Chang Sheng Guan realm, and General Su Kuo, the General of Conquest, was also suspected to be of the same level.
Based on the previous encounter, Chen Chuan might be able to handle one of them, but with both of them here, it was a different story, even if Chen Chuan possessed the Hollow Heaven Fire...
At this critical moment, there was no time to worry about exposing the Hollow Heaven Fire Burst. They had to deal with the situation first, and they must find a way to alleviate the pressure. Chen Chuan said, "Old Tang, we have to hold them off for a while."
The Masked Gentleman solemnly acknowledged, "Last time, we were at a disadvantage because we didn't know Zhao Zhenye's true strength, and we had exhausted a lot of physical strength. But this time, with our guard up, as long as we use burst techniques from the start, and with the others' cooperation, we should be able to block a few attacks."
However, this was based on Zhao Zhenye's strength being similar to his previous performance. If he had improved...
But then, after further thought, he added, "Old Zuan, there's no need to be so pessimistic. If you could think of Zhao Zhenye possibly being here, wouldn't Chen Chuan have anticipated it as well?"
"I believe he has a plan."
Zuan Xiansheng spoke in a low voice, "But there are two of them..."
Masked Xiansheng said, "I don't know how he'll handle it, but we should trust him."
Zuan Xiansheng glanced at Chen Chuan's back and nodded.
Zhao Zhenye hovered in the air, staring at Chen Chuan, who didn't seem too surprised by his appearance, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor as he walked forward without any change in his stride.
Zhao Zhenye fixed his gaze on Chen Chuan for a moment, and his body flashed as he dashed forward, leaving a long, silver-white trail of light in the air. The direction he was heading was precisely where Chen Chuan was.
The distance between them rapidly closed, and just as they were about to meet, Zhao Zhenye threw a punch. In the air, a phantom instantly materialized, enveloped in silver-white radiance, and a colossal fist filled Chen Chuan's entire field of vision. The surrounding dust, air, and grass were crushed and pushed aside by the raging force, and a massive swirling airflow formed at the front.
Chen Chuan's gaze deepened, and as he faced the incoming attack, he clenched his fist and threw a punch. In the air, a gigantic fist phantom appeared, carrying a platinum flame that rushed forward to meet the oncoming attack!
"Boom—!"
The two massive fists collided in mid-air, their lights intertwining and scattering, instantly bursting into a dazzling brilliance like a miniature sun exploding in the field. The shockwave spread in all directions like a tidal wave, lifting the ground and creating a layer of rubble and grass that was swept up by the ferocious airflow, filling the sky.
The aftermath of this force even knocked the soldiers of the old imperial court far away, and for a moment, cries of agony rose and fell.
Zhao Zhenye maintained his punching stance, clashing with the opposing fist, and their spiritual fires surged like waves, colliding fiercely at the point of contact. This even caused the surrounding air to distort slightly.
However, he felt a continuous surge of power from the other side, which he could withstand at first. But as this power grew stronger and stronger, his own power began to show signs of instability, as if it were about to collapse.
After a moment, he could no longer hold on. Accompanied by a deafening explosion, his entire body flew backward like a broken kite, leaving a clear shockwave in the air.
Without a single mistake, a shot, an inner, a container, a 16, a 9, a book, a bar, a look!
Amidst the swirling dust, his body tore through the air like a cannonball, instantly flying for several kilometers. Along the way, everything in his path, whether it was people, tents, or barricades, was smashed to pieces, and even the ground he passed over was plowed into a deep ravine.
Zhao Zhenye finally collided with a metal barrier, distorting and deforming it upon impact. He pushed himself up, and his body floated again, but at this moment, the silver-white spiritual fire on his body flickered erratically.
His expression changed slightly. He had doubled his strength from the start, but only initially did it go smoothly. When their forces collided, the power that had been integrated long ago suddenly showed signs of instability.
Now, as he prepared to advance again, the other side's power suddenly exhibited a sense of resistance, as if avoiding something.
He touched his cheek, and the veins on one side of his face bulged. He glanced into the distance, and even though his use of power had flaws, the power he had exerted was genuine and from the Immortality Realm. This meant...
His expression changed several times, and finally, he turned around, flew over the camp, and instantly arrived at the central army tent, where he landed.
Seeing him approach, Ge Shuhu said, "Brother Zhao, the general is looking for you..."
Zhao Zhenye nodded at him, then spoke to Su Kuo, who was standing in front, "General Su, this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight alongside you."
Su Kuo noticed his unstable breath and asked, "Mr. Zhao, is there a problem with your body?"
Zhao Zhenye didn't hide it and admitted, "Yes, I need to take care of something, so I won't be able to help you this time."
Ge Shuhu frowned and said, "Brother Zhao, you..."
Su Kuo raised his hand and said to Zhao Zhenye, "Mr. Zhao, my agreement with you is for the middle of the month. Now that the time hasn't arrived, but the enemy has broken through. This is a mistake in my military strategy. You leaving now doesn't violate our promise. I only hope that next time, we'll have the opportunity to cooperate again."
Zhao Zhenye nodded gravely and said, "Thank you, General Su." After speaking, he turned and left. In just a few steps, a glow appeared on his body, as if tearing open a rift, and then he disappeared.
At this moment, Ge Shuhu couldn't help but say, "General, with Zhao Zhenye gone..."
Su Kuo said, "Without Zhao Zhenye, are we not going to fight? We didn't count him in our plans anyway." He looked at the other side, "Is that person the one who defeated Zhao Zhenye last time?"
Ge Shuhu nodded, "Yes, it's him. Chen Chuan, the head of the Security Department of the Northern Dao of the False Dynasty."
Su Kuo nodded. He had also seen the scene where Zhao Zhenye was punched and sent flying back. He spoke in a low voice, "This person is not simple. I'll handle him personally."
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(End of Chapter)
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