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Chapter 341: The Obstacles of Hong Fu's Heart
Chapter 341: The Obstacles of Hong Fu's Heart
Amid the congested vehicles, a dark green convertible stood out, occupied by the wealthy siblings who had previously been blocked and turned away by Chen Chuan and Sun Rao.
The security guard responsible for their protection sat in the back seat, seemingly oblivious to the situation, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"What the hell is going on?" the young man cursed. He realized that the Boundary Vessel had suddenly become unusable, which only added to his frustration. He started honking the horn repeatedly.
Just then, he witnessed a tall figure leaping into the air and landing with a loud thud on a distant vehicle, instantly flattening its roof. The figure then jumped to another car ahead, and the vehicle below suffered the same fate, with faint screams heard from within.
Instead of feeling afraid, the young man became excited, turned his head, and pointed forward, saying, "Go deal with that guy."
The security guard, who had been expressionless, suddenly changed his demeanor upon seeing the figure. He barked at the two siblings, "Run!"
"Run? Why should we run?" the young man asked, visibly annoyed. His eyes darted around, and he suddenly pulled out a self-defense gun. With swift movements, he lifted the gun, aimed at the figure ahead, and pulled the trigger, producing a loud gunshot. "This is for self-defense..." he said with a smug smile.
The security guard's face turned pale. He knew who the visitor was, and his attention was now fully focused on the figure ahead. He dared not move, fearing any reaction from the individual. However, this inaction also meant he couldn't stop the young man from firing the gun.
But it was already too late.
The young man was a skilled shooter, and the bullet accurately hit the figure. However, the bullet seemed to have little effect, merely lodging in the surface flesh. Instead, it drew the figure's attention, who turned to look directly at them.
Cold sweat broke out on the security guard's forehead. Ignoring everything else, he grabbed the collars of the two siblings and jumped out of the car.
As he moved away, the figure dropped from the sky, landing with a thud in front of the car. The figure then reached out and grabbed the car's bumper, causing the metal to twist and deform with a creaking sound. With a casual flick of the wrist, the car was sent flying towards the three of them.
The security guard realized he couldn't dodge the approaching car and was forced to release the siblings. He extended his hands forward, attempting to block the car.
However, upon impact, he felt a resilient force within the seemingly powerful car. He couldn't budge it, so he had no choice but to absorb the force into his body, causing him to freeze in place.
The siblings, pulled down from the car, were now sitting on the ground. When they saw the car approaching, they screamed in terror and raised their hands to cover their heads. But after a moment, they didn't hear any noise, and when they opened their eyes, they saw the security guard standing firm, blocking the car.
The young man, stimulated by the situation, shouted angrily, "Useless! Why aren't you fighting back? Go and kill him!"
But after a few shouts, he realized the security guard remained motionless. This was because, although he stood there, his internal organs had been shattered by the force, and he had already died.
As the young man continued to speak in excitement, a deformed bullet pierced through his forehead, causing his head to snap back. His mouth hung open, and he fell straight down, stiff as a board.
The girl behind him stared blankly, taking a while to react to what had happened. She screamed and tried to get up to run, but after a few steps, she felt her body go limp. She realized there was a new through-and-through hole in her abdomen. She covered it and took a few steps before collapsing to the ground.
The passengers and drivers in the other cars now sensed something was wrong. Some even recognized who the figure was, and they fled from their vehicles in panic, running towards the back and screaming as they went. Shoes were scattered on the street, and people stumbled and fell, creating chaos.
Wei Wusheng paid no attention to these people. He looked ahead, and at the end of the road, a figure holding a sword was approaching. Wei Wusheng moved towards the figure.
Chen Chuan's dark eyes remained calm and focused on the tall figure ahead. One by one, people fled in panic from his side, but this didn't affect his steady stride.
When they reached a distance of over twenty meters, both figures stopped simultaneously.
Wei Wusheng spoke in a deep voice, "Last time, we didn't finish. Today, we can continue."
Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "I hope you won't leave early like last time."
Wei Wusheng unbuckled the hammer from his waist and gripped the handle tightly. "This time, no one will interrupt us. Until it's over, I won't leave," he said.
Chen Chuan drew his sword and held it horizontally in front of him. With a gentle flick of his right hand, the scabbard fell to the side, revealing the gleaming blade. The bloodline on the spine of the sword shone crimson, and from Chen Chuan's perspective, it seemed to cross Wei Wusheng's neck.
"That's the best," Chen Chuan said.
In the vicinity of the arena, the biofield signals were already weak, but still detectable, which was why many people had gathered on the surrounding rooftops and buildings. The sudden commotion on the street had drawn their attention, and some recognized Wei Wusheng, whose recent frequent appearances in the news had made him a familiar figure.
Who was the person confronting him?
Was that a Processing Bureau uniform?
The crowd grew excited, and many tried to use Boundary Vessels to send messages, but the biofield signals were suddenly blocked, rendering the vessels useless and eliciting a chorus of curses.
Meanwhile, Wu Yi Academy students at the back learned from fleeing bystanders that the newcomer was Wei Wusheng, and they were momentarily stunned.
Why would Wei Wusheng appear here? The arena wasn't too far away, and it was heavily guarded by Central City's security forces. But upon further thought, perhaps that was precisely why Wei Wusheng dared to show up here. The security at the arena was so tight that it was impossible to divert any of the guards, and now with the biofield blocked...
One of the accompanying teachers, a Mr. Bai, looked at the intersection with a stern expression. He saw Chen Chuan step forward and confront Wei Wusheng.
A student wouldn't be a match for Wei Wusheng, but this student was wearing a Processing Bureau uniform and had approached him proactively. Could this be an arrangement by the Processing Bureau?
If so, perhaps there were more agents nearby.
As he scanned the area for any signs of Processing Bureau personnel, Mr. Bai suddenly saw Chen Chuan take a powerful step forward. The student behind him saw Chen Chuan lean forward, and in the next moment, his figure disappeared from his original position. The next instant, he had already appeared in front of Wei Wusheng.
Mr. Bai was shocked. Was this a Third Limit combatant?
Chen Chuan maintained a low-state body expression, but his standards were different from ordinary people. The Zhou Yuan Force emphasized the comprehensive coverage of Altered Tissue, so even though he was just one step away from the Third Limit, if this were any other person, they would have already reached the Third Limit.
As Chen Chuan's blade descended, a large silver crescent arc appeared in the air. The surrounding light and sunshine seemed to dim for a moment, creating the illusion that the atmosphere had been split open.
Wei Wusheng's expression turned serious. He often sustained injuries during battles, not because of his lack of skill, but due to his fighting style, which involved trading blows and risking his life.
But the exchange had to be worthwhile, not a meaningless clash.
The blade, having gathered momentum, slashed down with a force and speed beyond the ordinary. If one were to dodge, they would inevitably be caught in the subsequent blade's momentum, falling into a passive position.
So it was crucial to suppress the opponent's momentum and contain this rising force.
As Chen Chuan focused on the blade's light, his battle-hardened body reacted faster than his thoughts, and he made the most rational response. Holding the hammer's handle with both hands, he lifted it to block the attack!
In the next moment, the blade and hammer clashed! Time seemed to freeze for an instant. Chen Chuan's body, suspended in midair, continued to channel the gathered force downward.
Wei Wusheng maintained his hammer-wielding stance, but the ground beneath his feet cracked with a 'kaka' sound.
After what seemed like a breath or two, Chen Chuan, still with some strength left, changed his move. His body descended, and with a single step, he moved to the right front, dragging the blade with both hands, relying on speed and strength to cut through his opponent.
The blade, dragged across, felt like it was being blocked by the hammer, but it was just a brief clash. Chen Chuan had already moved more than ten meters behind Wei Wusheng.
However, the powerful speed and strength not only expanded his combat range but also enabled him to perform more exaggerated moves. As he unleashed his attacks, this distance was almost within arm's reach for both him and Wei Wusheng.
Chen Chuan extended his long blade with one hand, stomping the ground, and spun around to charge forward again.
His clothes were plastered to his body, and his hair seemed to be pulled backward, as if something was dragging him.
Amidst the clashing sounds of blade and hammer, the two crossed paths, but this was just the beginning. As Chen Chuan built up momentum, his speed increased with each successive attack.
Facing such an aggressive assault, Wei Wusheng couldn't remain stationary. He, too, began to move.
Thus, in the eyes of the surrounding spectators and the Wu Yi Academy students at the back, the two figures almost simultaneously became blurred, rapidly moving and flying around the vicinity. Only Mr. Bai at the back could clearly see the two combatants' situation.
The air was filled with the sound of atmosphere-splitting, and in the next moment, a loud 'hong' was heard. An empty bus drifted sideways, and then a huge crack appeared on its side, as if it had been pierced by a cannonball. In the next instant, the car across from it suddenly split in half, and everything in its path was crushed and torn apart.
As the destruction spread, it gradually moved towards the students' bus.
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(End of Chapter)
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