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Chapter 1164: Suppressing the Enemy with Ease
Chapter 1164: Suppressing the Enemy with Ease
A series of dust and smoke explosions erupted in the center of the arena, followed by a massive cloud of dust and a flash of light bursting from the far end of the stadium's barrier walls. The rumbling explosions echoed shortly after.
The crowd was momentarily stunned, their gazes shifting from the center of the venue to the far end where the commotion originated, unsure of what had just transpired.
Chen Chuan, however, paid them no mind. After sending Rossard flying with a single punch, he didn't hesitate for a moment. Propelled by the force field, he swiftly leaped upward and struck the massive Spirit Phase's neck with a powerful palm.
The Spirit Phase, like Rossard, was caught off guard. Due to its enormous size, it was naturally much slower, and Chen Chuan's palm cut directly through a vital point.
The dense Spiritual Flame enveloping its body was instantly torn apart by the concentrated white-golden light, offering no resistance. A rift opened in its neck, and its massive head flew off.
Without checking the result of his strike, Chen Chuan's figure flashed again, and he darted toward the spot where Rossard had been blasted away.
However, before he could reach that point, a faint light flickered ahead, and a Spiritual Impact hurtled toward him.
Chen Chuan didn't slow down in the slightest. The white-golden light surrounding his body surged outward, colliding with the approaching light.
He managed to shatter the sudden burst of impact with his formidable Spiritual Flame defense and pushed through it!
Undeterred, he continued his charge toward Rossard, who had been blasted back. Normally, even the strongest fighters would experience a slight slowdown when encountering an obstacle during their charge, but Chen Chuan had increased his speed during the counterattack, making his approach seem as relentless as ever.
Rossard had just unleashed a Spiritual Impact, and typically, his entire body, including his Mutated Tissue, would be sluggish afterward. He could only stand there helplessly, unable to mount any resistance.
But at that moment, something within him seemed to stir, and a faint golden ripple spread across his body, rapidly covering him. This surge of power invigorated his Mutated Tissue, causing his height to increase by a third.
Chen Chuan, who had not yet reached his maximum speed, could calmly observe every change in his opponent.
The sudden surge of energy from Rossard was clearly not just the result of drugs. The only plausible explanation for such a significant boost was either a secret technique or a relic.
Regardless of the cause, Chen Chuan didn't hesitate and delivered a powerful punch. The smoke ahead suddenly dispersed, and a fist, at least twice its original size, emerged.
He didn't dodge; instead, he met the punch head-on. Upon contact, he felt a force several times stronger than before.
However, for Chen Chuan, it was merely a stronger force. The intense white-golden light instantly shattered Rossard's Spiritual Flame, and a burst of energy penetrated through the contact, causing Rossard to tremble violently and lift off the ground, about to be sent flying again.
But at that moment, Chen Chuan twisted his wrist, transforming his fist into a palm, and grabbed Rossard's wrist. He then spun around and flung him to the ground with a single pull!
With a loud boom, Rossard's massive body crashed into the ground, creating a large crater and plowing a deep furrow as he tumbled. The entire Fight Arena shook, and the audience seats rumbled.
These events unfolded with incredible speed, and the dust and smoke left most spectators in a state of shock.
This time, Chen Chuan did not immediately launch another attack. Instead, he walked toward Rossard, suspecting that Rossard might be seeking a breakthrough during their battle, driven by some long-standing obsession.
If Rossard truly managed to break through, Chen Chuan would be willing to face him, but he certainly wouldn't deliberately help him achieve it.
If the Tawatiny people learned that one of their own had become a Throne Fighter, they would become even more arrogant. Besides, Rossard was of Tawatiny descent but was actually a Federation citizen. The Federation and the Da Shun Empire were both allies and rivals, so Chen Chuan saw no reason to aid him.
Rossard gasped for breath. A few seconds earlier, the force and impact from Chen Chuan's attack would have left him incapacitated. However, he had activated a relic given to him by someone, which boosted his strength and rapidly healed his injuries.
He knew the relic's effects would last only a few seconds, so he had to make the most of this brief window. In the surge of power, he sensed something intangible, as if a massive door blocking his path had cracked open slightly.
As he saw a figure emerge from the smoke, he immediately bent down and sprang up, charging at Chen Chuan with renewed ferocity.
He couldn't retreat to avoid the attack, as his opponent was much faster. Any extra movement would only reduce his already slim chances.
He had to charge forward relentlessly, and only an unwavering will could possibly push open that door!
However, willpower was just willpower. In the face of an overwhelming power gap, it all seemed pale and insignificant. As he had anticipated, he should have been able to reach his opponent and clash again. But this time, he was only halfway through his charge when he was grabbed by the head and forcefully pushed backward. With a loud thud, he was slammed into the ground.
Despite the powerful impact, the Mutated Tissue remained active. But when he tried to get up, his head was immediately punched back down. He tried again, only to be knocked back once more. Each time he tried to rise, he was slammed back down!
On the final attempt, there was a crack, and the layer of light covering his body shattered into countless fragments. Not only did the force he had generated vanish, but his enlarged body also shrank abruptly, and he crashed into the pit that had been created by the repeated impacts.
At the moment he fell, a loud noise echoed as the Spirit Phase body finally disintegrated. The fine light mist was stirred by a sudden gust, tearing apart and rushing in all directions, including toward the audience. However, ripples appeared in the air, a protective measure of the Ritual Arena, as the aftermath of the battle between two Secret Temple Fighters could easily kill ordinary people.
The spectators watched the scene, focusing on Chen Chuan, who stood straight and tall. Everyone could tell who the winner was.
The more observant might have noticed that Rossard's fall coincided almost perfectly with the collapse of the Spirit Phase, indicating that Chen Chuan had controlled the rhythm of the fight from start to finish.
This was a complete and utter domination!
Some were still confused, wondering how Rossard had ended up lying there so quickly.
The Tawatiny fighters were all stunned. Rossard had always been their idol, a top-tier fighter in their eyes, the founder of the Federation, a true hero!
But now, they saw their hero being brutally beaten, seemingly without the ability to fight back. They stared with wide eyes, feeling a sense of shattered faith.
One of them even had a twisted expression, muttering or perhaps cursing under his breath.
Chen Chuan didn't move again but stood there, his gaze fixed on Rossard's figure in the pit.
Rossard moved his body, then slowly got up. Chen Chuan's force was not easy to endure; most of the bones in his upper body, including his skull, were shattered, and his internal organs were severely damaged. Only the contraction of the Mutated Tissue allowed him to stand.
After staggering back a few steps, he managed to stabilize himself, looked up at Chen Chuan, and assumed a fighting stance once more.
Chen Chuan saw the determination in his eyes, a resolve that refused to back down, and a hint of apology.
He suddenly understood Rossard's intention. If he couldn't break through here, he would die here, showing the Tawatiny people his fate and awakening those who could be awakened.
But as the one delivering the final blow, Chen Chuan might become the focus of the Tawatiny people's hatred.
Since this was what Rossard wanted, he would give it to him. As for the Tawatiny people's thoughts, he didn't care.
So he slightly adjusted his stance, facing Rossard steadily.
Rossard's eyes first showed gratitude, then a resolute expression. He advanced with his battered body, a seasoned veteran who would never stand still in the face of an enemy. He would rather fall while charging forward!
As he reached Chen Chuan, he let out a deep growl and swung his fist heavily. Chen Chuan calmly watched the incoming punch, which seemed so slow to him.
Just as the punch was about to hit his chest, Chen Chuan raised his fist to end the fight. But he suddenly sensed something and raised his hand to block a sharp light that was shot at him. The force exploded in a burst of light around him.
However, Rossard, already severely injured and concentrating all his strength in his punch, lost his balance and was knocked flying by the impact.
Chen Chuan slowly lowered his arm, which was shaking with the Spiritual Flame, and looked up at the stands. A tall, slender figure stood there.
Crossal.
The crowd also turned their attention, and many exclaimed, "Mr. Crossal?!"
Crossal ignored the others and said to Chen Chuan, "He has already lost. You can stop now."
Chen Chuan turned to face the stands and said, "Mr. Crossal, are you trying to interfere with our fair duel?"
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(End of Chapter)
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