Chapter 253: Fierce Battle
Chapter 253: Fierce Battle
Mr. Wu glanced at the long sword in Chen Chuan's hand, and under the light, a chilling aura emanated from it, giving him a prickling sensation on his skin, causing his eyelids to twitch slightly.
But Mr. Wu suddenly smiled, and his tone became gentle again, "Chen, I'll guide you well, and I'll take good care of your head."
The chandelier above continued to sway, and its shadow danced on the ground and walls, distorting eerily.
As the chandelier's swaying gradually stabilized and was about to come to a halt, the light and shadows in the room seemed to flicker abruptly. Mr. Wu's figure suddenly lunged forward.
After drawing his sword, Chen Chuan's gaze remained fixed ahead. The person before him was not only a master of the Third Limit but also a teacher at the Wu Yi Academy, so from the moment he stepped onto this small hill, his second self had already merged with the opponent.
Seeing the opponent charge, Chen Chuan slightly lifted his sword, holding it horizontally in front. Mr. Wu's fist smashed onto the blade, and the clashing forces created a crunching sound. The floor beneath him shattered, but he stood firm, his shoulders and waist slightly shifting as if about to spin and deliver a horizontal slash.
Mr. Wu exclaimed, his fist pushing against the blade, then quickly retreated to his original position, looking at Chen Chuan with slight surprise.
He had intended to push Chen Chuan down with that shove, but the latter somehow matched his speed, blocking the attack and standing firmly.
Mr. Wu smiled, "Chen, you're almost at the Third Limit. Your entrance exam results must not reflect your full strength. No wonder you didn't take my advice. It seems I underestimated you, but that's better. Your mind will definitely help me complete my plan."
Chen Chuan could sense that Mr. Wu's strength was clearly a notch above Tan Wang and Luo Qi. The speed of his previous lunge almost exceeded Chen Chuan's ability to respond, and this might not even be his fastest.
Chen Chuan quickly adjusted his state, releasing the restraints on his emotions, and his altered tissues suddenly became incredibly active. Various thoughts and complex emotions surged, but he maintained his calm, like a thick layer of solid ice covering a fire.
This time, he didn't wait and chose to take the initiative. His shoulder twitched slightly, and the Snow Lady Sword in his hand slashed through half the living room, delivering a horizontal strike!
Generally, long weapons couldn't be swung freely indoors, but with his strength and speed, these furniture and walls were like thin paper, and any obstacle for him was also an obstacle for his opponent.
Mr. Wu was a skilled fighter. After the initial contact, he had gauged Chen Chuan's speed and strength and now launched a targeted offense.
However, Chen Chuan's speed in this attack was even faster than before, causing Mr. Wu's previously relaxed expression to change abruptly.
As the sword's edge neared his neck, it seemed it could decapitate him in the next moment. But his body suddenly sank as if someone pulled him downward, and during this descent, his altered tissues contracted and gathered.
As the sword's aura swept overhead, he stomped on the ground, shattering the floor. The entire house seemed to shake, and his figure lunged towards Chen Chuan again.
His timing was perfect, coinciding with the moment Chen Chuan's power converged. The sword couldn't be withdrawn in time.
Seeing this, Chen Chuan divided his right hand from the sword handle, elbowing outward while stepping back with his right foot, lowering his center of gravity.
A dull bang sounded as Mr. Wu's hands collided with Chen Chuan's elbow, and the powerful impact tore the sleeves of their shirts.
The powerful impact pushed him backward, and his feet instantly plowed a trench in the floor. The wooden boards cracked and shattered, followed by a boom as the wall behind him also broke. Both figures burst out onto the open ground outside.
Using the momentum, Mr. Wu closed in, seemingly intending to engage in close combat.
Chen Chuan knew that if he got entangled in close combat, it would be disadvantageous. Not only would he fail to utilize the long sword's advantage, but he might also be suppressed by Mr. Wu.
Chen Chuan kept his sword-holding hand still, but his wrist suddenly bent inward, tightening the altered tissues in his wrist. The sword's back lashed diagonally towards Mr. Wu's back like a whip.
Mr. Wu sensed something amiss and, using his elbow for leverage, flipped to the side, instantly moving away.
Wooden boards that had been flying in the air now fell with a clatter, one landing in front of the two. The indoor light illuminated the Ink Orchid Corporation's advertisement, now torn in half.
The wind outside lifted the corner of the painting, creating a flapping sound.
Mr. Wu stared at Chen Chuan, his previous relaxed expression gone. His gaze flickered,
Chen Chuan also stared at him, having made thorough preparations before coming.
Mr. Wu's combat skills could be seen on the school's Boundary Vessel, and past combat scenes could also be found there, with the most recent one from the previous semester.
So before coming, he had rehearsed a few times in his mind. Normally, the initial strike was indeed a good opportunity, but Mr. Wu evaded it, not with his usual speed, but rather with an explosive technique.
This was normal, after all, even a teacher at the academy wouldn't reveal their full strength, and they would likely hold back.
However, after the previous evasive maneuver, the counterattack was a clear opportunity, but the opponent failed to capitalize on it. This indicated that the explosive technique wasn't a sustained ability.
Mr. Wu looked at Chen Chuan's long weapon and licked his slightly dry lips. He wasn't carrying a weapon, which was a weakness. Normally, dealing with a Second Limit student who could easily crush him wouldn't require such measures, but Chen Chuan's displayed strength seemed abnormal.
Had he taken some special drug? Even so, he was definitely not as simple as an ordinary student. But since he wasn't Mr. Wu's student, he didn't have the permission to view his complete records, which would have provided a clearer understanding.
The correct strategy at this moment was to temporarily retreat and wait for the drug's effects to wear off before easily taking him down.
But he couldn't do that because he had already revealed his true intentions. If he relaxed his pressure even slightly, Chen Chuan could use the Boundary Vessel to spread the news.
Chen Chuan adjusted his stance, and as the armed party, he didn't need to be too cautious. He stepped forward, and with a swing of his weapon, he slashed towards Mr. Wu.
Mr. Wu lowered his center of gravity and continuously retreated, dodging several slashes. Then, with a quick step, he suddenly created some distance between them. Smiling, he said, "Student Chen, it's no wonder your technique was rated low during the entrance evaluation. Although you possess strength and speed, you lack finesse, making it easy for me to judge."
Chen Chuan remained unmoved, and as the altered tissue throughout his body activated, their speeds became evenly matched. Despite his insufficient technique, the issue was that he was armed, while Mr. Wu was unarmed, so the latter couldn't afford any mistakes.
Even with a simple slash, Mr. Wu had to defend with all his might. The pressure and mental strain he endured far exceeded Chen Chuan's.
So, although it seemed like Mr. Wu was at a disadvantage, but by prolonging the fight, Chen Chuan's stamina would deplete, and the balance of victory would tilt in Mr. Wu's favor. Therefore, the one who should be worried wasn't Mr. Wu, but rather his opponent.
Sincerely, Chen Chuan said, "Mr. Wu's evasion skills are indeed remarkable, making it difficult for students to find an opening. But with your words, you're trying to create anxiety, and it's not working. So, I'll have to take a more aggressive approach."
As Chen Chuan's blade slashed towards him again, Mr. Wu narrowed his eyes and retreated once more. But this time, after a few steps, he suddenly closed the distance.
Chen Chuan had been guarding against a potential ambush, as his blade was long enough to keep his opponent at bay. With Mr. Wu approaching, Chen Chuan thrust his blade forward, not expecting to achieve much, but rather to establish a threat and force his opponent to back down.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Wu charged forward without hesitation, allowing Chen Chuan's blade to pierce through his abdomen. Unfazed, Mr. Wu quickly closed in, reaching out with one hand to grab and the other to strike with two fingers towards Chen Chuan's eyes.
Mr. Wu was also very decisive. Since unarmed combat against a weapon was unfavorable, he chose to exchange injury for advantage. If Chen Chuan didn't want to be captured at close range, Mr. Wu could use his superior technique to seize Chen Chuan and directly end the fight.
If Chen Chuan chose to discard his weapon and retreat, even if he evaded Mr. Wu's grab, the long weapon could still be seized, turning the tables.
At this critical juncture, Chen Chuan didn't choose to discard his weapon. He raised one hand to block Mr. Wu's grabbing hand and, facing the fingers thrust towards him, he lowered his head and charged forward.
Mr. Wu narrowed his eyes. Originally aiming for Chen Chuan's eyes, his fingers turned into a fist and struck Chen Chuan's forehead. This punch was delivered with a bit of restraint, as Mr. Wu needed Chen Chuan's brain intact, ensuring the brain tissue wouldn't be crushed. However, the punch was enough to knock Chen Chuan unconscious.
But to Mr. Wu's surprise, Chen Chuan seemed unaffected and, in that moment, he twisted the blade in his hand!
With a snap, Mr. Wu firmly grasped the blade's edge, and the altered tissue and muscles in his abdomen suddenly stopped the blade's rotation.
Chen Chuan lifted his head and met a face contorted in extreme ferocity.
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