Chapter 203: Advantage
Chapter 203: Advantage
Chen Chuan's attacks were straightforward and efficient, employing the simplest and most direct methods to achieve quick and powerful strikes, eschewing any form of intricate technique.
Luo Qi abandoned the idea of a direct confrontation and chose to change his tactics on the fly, immediately placing himself at a disadvantage. As the glint of the approaching blade drew closer, his body twisted and retreated, muscles straining, as he desperately tried to bring his almost deflected longsword back to block Chen Chuan's incoming blade.
In such a direct confrontation, the moments are the most challenging, as the opponent can always strike first, leaving you to react defensively, gradually becoming more and more passive. With each exchange, the opponent gains a slight advantage, and often, the outcome is decided within three or four moves.
Chen Chuan, capitalizing on the momentum, swiftly followed through with two more slashes. Although they were both blocked, the strength behind Luo Qi's sword waned with each parry, his defenses growing weaker and more sluggish.
By the time the fourth slash came, it would normally have hit its mark. However, Luo Qi, despite not having lost his center of gravity, could potentially avoid a fatal wound if he managed to dodge the vital areas.
Just as the blade was about to touch Luo Qi's body, an unexpected turn of events occurred. At the last possible moment, Luo Qi's body suddenly jolted, instantly reappearing several meters away, leaving only a trail of air where the blade had been.
This sudden miss left his entire body feeling as if it had lost its point of impact. Normally, this would have thrown him off balance, exposing a significant weakness. However, his excellent coordination and the widespread presence of alienated tissues in his body allowed him to halt his momentum, though the fluidity of his offensive flow was inevitably disrupted.
From a distance, Feng lao had been observing the entire exchange from behind Chen chuan. He saw the two of them engage in a flurry of activity, disappearing momentarily from view, followed by a continuous series of sword and blade clashes. The ground where they had stood moments before was now cracked and scattered with debris of dust and debris swirling around.
A moment later, the two figures reappeared, but they were no longer in their original positions. Their clothing, pressed tightly against their bodies by the high-speed movement, gradually returning to a more natural state.
Chen Chuan, looking ahead, realized that he hadn't fully grasped Luo Qi's sudden movement. This kind of force was not just what the records indicated, and might not even be his natural ability, but rather the effect of some kind of implant.
Luo Qi, now intensely focused on Chen Chuan, was cautious with his implant modifications, which included only tendon and leg implants that complemented his alienated tissues. The results were evident, as seen in the sudden speed boost.
However, the continuous activation over short periods placed a significant strain on his body, making it impossible to maintain the effect continuously. Additionally, his reaction and coordination couldn't handle such rapid, successive movements, limiting him to using the implants primarily for surprise attacks and evasive maneuvers.
In that brief moment, he used the implants twice, feeling a slight swelling in his muscles.
At this point, he twirled the longsword in his hand, his mind racing. He had hoped to resolve Chen chuan quickly, but the latter's fearlessness and determination suggested he might have been brainwashed by the Bureau of Affairs. Luo Qi valued his body and life too much to consider a mutual destruction.
Thus, he decided to prolong the engagement, aiming to outlast the drug's effects or wait for the agreed-upon arrival of the expected ally. He had something valuable that the other party needed, ensuring they wouldn't abandon him.
Chen Chuan, with a single glance at Luo Qi's readjust adjustments, recognized his intent to prolong the confrontation. The ability to maintain distance at will was a real test, meaning even if he secured a good attack opportunity, the opponent could still evade it at the last moment, ensuring no decisive outcome. With the prolonged engagement, longer with longer the more,,., he faster,.,.. longer the strategy,. a low to the,... more.......... the longer the confrontation dragged, more pro chance,, the more difficult the become more challenging to achieve a kill.
Therefore, Chen Chuan decided he couldn't afford to prolong this any further. He raised his hand, removing the face mask, and simultaneously initiated the dual breathing technique, guiding the furnace breathing method.
Having defeated Tan Wang only days ago, his reserve of energy was limited, so the primary source was the large amount of drug force stored in his body from the previous intake.
The initial dose was enough to potentially overwhelm an ordinary fighter, and the "Second Me" had been in a semi-phantomized state. Through the breathing technique, he released all the stored energy in an instant!
In that moment, his breath became scorching hot, and wisps of white vapor emerged from his black wind jacket. He slowly raised his long blade, pointing it forward.
He had already tested it: Tan Wang and Luo Qi were fundamentally similar. Once he increased his speed, if Tan Wang couldn't keep up, Luo Qi certainly wouldn't either.
Luo Qi, seeing another attack imminent, quickly braced himself. However, Chen Chuan vanished from his line of sight, surprising him. His body instinctively pulled back, a relatively sound decision given the circumstances. Yet, without a clear sense of the attack's direction, this was only a temporary reprieve.
Chen Chuan suddenly appeared before him,,,., his his his the's movement caused his scarf to trail behind, the long blade, driven by his forward momentum, traced a powerful and graceful arc, slicing down toward Luo Qi!
Luo qi's pupils dilated, and he raised his longsword in defense, using skill to deflect the blade's force and the enhanced tendons to retreat backward.
No matter how Luo Qi retreated, Chen Chuan always managed to catch up in the next moment. With just a slight increase in speed, the advantage in combat was enormous. Due to the overlap of their second selves, Chen Chuan could fully adapt to the current speed and seamlessly coordinate every movement of his body.
Luo Qi's weakness of being able to move only in short bursts was completely exposed. He could only rely on his muscle instincts to block, frantically retreating backward.
Without thinking, Chen Chuan must have used some means to unleash his potential. Although Luo Qi also had the ability to do so, it required adjustment and couldn't be activated instantly.
He couldn't help but curse these crazy people brainwashed by the Bureau of Operations. How much money could they earn by fighting so desperately? If they even lost their lives, what would be the point of all this? In a life-and-death situation, he had to seek self-preservation. As an experienced person, he quickly came up with a countermeasure. If this continued, he wouldn't be able to hold out for long. Since he couldn't avoid being slashed, he could try to keep it within his acceptable range and perhaps even find opportunities to counter-attack.
Once Chen Chuan entered this state, he wouldn't think about anything else and would only focus on his current target. As his advantage accumulated, after just five or six slashes, he found a flaw, or perhaps it was a deliberate opening created by Luo Qi.
If he let this opportunity pass, he might have to wait for another chance later.
But he didn't hesitate.
He thrust his sword, piercing directly through Luo Qi's left abdomen. With the force of the blade, the outer uniform, the protective armor underneath, and even the mutated fascia offered no resistance, pierced like thin paper.
Luo Qi was prepared for this, and the sword didn't damage any vital organs. This injury wasn't enough to be fatal, and with his mutated internal organs, it didn't even count as a serious injury. His combat power remained intact, so he grabbed the sword to stop the wound from expanding, while his own sword slashed towards Chen Chuan.
At this moment, Chen Chuan made a move that surprised Luo Qi. He abandoned his sword and rushed forward, sticking close to Luo Qi's body. The violent impact caused Luo Qi to lean back, trying to stabilize his posture. However, his back foot slipped, and he suddenly realized that with his constant retreat, he had reached the riverbank.
After this collision, they couldn't control their momentum and both fell into the river. Being tall and carrying a lot of equipment, they quickly sank downward.
As soon as Chen Chuan entered the water, he naturally switched to internal breathing. With a flexible turn, he moved behind Luo Qi and grabbed his neck from behind.
Luo Qi was startled. A fighter's arms were not ordinary; with just a slight exertion of force, they could break a person's neck without even needing to strangle them.
Luo Qi quickly braced himself with one hand to protect his vulnerable neck from the force of the arm. At the same time, he desperately tried to break free from Chen Chuan's grip with all his limbs, even ignoring the sword wound in his abdomen.
However, not only was it difficult to gain leverage here, but with just a slight shake, Chen Chuan could easily disrupt Luo Qi's movements.
The most challenging part was that Luo Qi didn't have Chen Chuan's internal breathing technique. He could only hold his breath, but without a supply of oxygen, this continuous exertion of force became a heavy burden.
Chen Chuan had trained in the water for a month and was well-adapted to this environment. He knew how to maneuver and utilize the water flow to increase his advantage.
This was his home field.
Chen Chuan wasn't worried about Luo Qi's struggles. As long as he made a threatening move, Luo Qi would have to respond with utmost seriousness.
In this situation, Luo Qi couldn't hold on for long. His movements soon became weak and powerless. After seizing the right moment, Chen Chuan wrapped his arm around Luo Qi's neck and tightened it slightly, feeling something break in his elbow.
On the riverbank, Old Feng was running over. He had just seen the sudden splash of water and then the two men on the shore became motionless. Realizing that they had fallen into the water, he grabbed his pistol and ran to the dock, aiming downward. But the ripples that had been circling soon subsided.
After staring for a while, Old Feng suddenly sensed something else. He turned to look at the other side and saw a hand breaking the water's surface and grabbing the iron ladder. Chen Chuan emerged from the water, climbing up the ladder. Steam rose from his body as the water vapor reacted to his hot skin, and white mist floated upwards.
Chen Chuan's other hand held Luo Qi's collar. Luo Qi's head hung limply, and his limbs dangled powerlessly, appearing lifeless.
When Old Feng saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel greatly relieved. A smile appeared on his face, and he quickly ran over, reaching out to grab Chen Chuan's arm and help him up.
Once Chen Chuan was completely ashore, he looked at the lifeless Luo Qi being dragged up. Even though he had known that Chen Chuan could handle Luo Qi, seeing Luo Qi truly dead made him feel a bit surreal.
Chen Chuan stepped forward, pulled the Xue Jun Sword out of Luo Qi's body, and shook it. "Special Agent, do you need to take the body back?"
Old Feng holstered his gun and said, "It's best to take the body back. Old Cao might still have use for it, and we can't forget about those documents. We'll take them with us."
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(End of Chapter)
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