Heavenly Ascension Chronicles Chapter 343: The Fist of Judgment - Novel Cool

Chapter 343: The Fist of Judgment

Chapter 343: The Fist of Judgment

At the Center City Processing Bureau, technicians were working on restoring the Biofield Shield at the crossroads.

They soon discovered that the area was likely infested with Field Disturbance Organisms, but with ample resources, they estimated it would only take them about ten minutes to restore it.

The mastermind behind the interference had calculated that the Biofield Shield would only need to be in place for around ten minutes.

In their estimation, they had omitted the steps of communication, consultation, orders, and mobilization. The nearest Fighter and security forces would take about ten minutes to arrive at the scene, which was more than enough time for Wei Wusheng to eliminate his target and retreat.

At this moment, a technical expert responsible for auditing Biofield traces submitted a message to the Bureau. The photo Wei Wusheng had sent earlier was modified, and the correct time was actually yesterday! What was Wei Wusheng's motive for such a costly deception?

With the sudden Biofield Shielding in a certain area and the presence of two students who had been on the cruise ship, a clear connection was instantly established.

Wei Wusheng was most likely there at that very moment!

After this deduction, the upper echelon of the Processing Bureau immediately issued an order. They demanded that the nearest Third Limit Fighters rush to the location and, if they encountered Wei Wusheng, to hold him back at all costs!

At a watchtower in the Arena Stadium, Ni Qianxi ended her call with Chen Chuan and felt something was amiss. Judging from Chen Chuan's tone, she wondered what he was up to. However, with the Bureau's message, she realized a possibility.

Could it be...

Recalling Chen Chuan's recent progress, she, as an Intuitive, skipped the deduction process and directly pointed to a potential outcome.

Even though Wei Wusheng had killed Third Limit Fighters before, and the other party was merely a student who had just entered this limit, she felt that Chen Chuan could win, despite the apparent disparity between the two.

At the crossroads, Chen Chuan removed his outerwear and protective armor, tossing them aside, leaving only a white shirt. He then approached Wei Wusheng.

Against a powerful Cross-Training expert like Wei Wusheng, ordinary attacks were of little significance, causing negligible damage. Chen Chuan needed to respond with absolute strength and speed.

As he slowly advanced, he first released the constraints on his Morphic Enhancement and took a deep breath.

When he exhaled, his breath became scorching, his skin turned slightly red, and wisps of white vapor rose from his body.

Across from him, Wei Wusheng tore off his already-shattered outer shirt, leaving only the white waist-cinching undershirt, and then he strode forward to meet Chen Chuan.

As they closed in on each other, both accelerated forward simultaneously when they were about ten meters apart.

Wei Wusheng leaned forward, punching straight at Chen Chuan's face, while his other hand, hidden at his side, slightly spread its fingers, hinting at a grappling stance.

Chen Chuan, having released the constraints of his Morphic Enhancement and with the enhancement of the Inferno Breath Technique, experienced an all-around improvement in his physical qualities.

He focused on the incoming punch, and in the moment before contact, he lunged forward, accelerating like a flash of lightning. His fist penetrated through Wei Wusheng's arm, slamming into his cheek!

The punch was powerful, and the force carried his body forward, causing him to briefly leap into the air.

Wei Wusheng's face distorted under the impact, and his elongated neck pulled his entire body backward, slamming him into the car behind him. The force dented the car's hood deeply.

Chen Chuan released all his strength, and as he landed, he crouched slightly, then pushed off the ground, propelling himself toward Wei Wusheng, his clenched fist slamming down.

Wei Wusheng's pupils constricted, and he quickly rolled to the side. With a loud boom, Chen Chuan's entire body seemed to crash like a cannonball, causing the car to bounce, and a pit appeared on the ground from the fist's impact.

Chen Chuan retracted his fist and slowly straightened up. Wisps of white vapor rose from his body, which was abnormally hot, but his gaze remained serene.

With the accumulated power of his breathing technique, he had enough to sustain him through this fight. He took a step forward, approaching Wei Wusheng.

Wei Wusheng stared at him intently, then reached out and grabbed a nearby car. With a low grunt, he heaved it upward.

Chen Chuan extended a hand, touching the car's edge and slightly nudging it to the side. The car slid sideways like a lightweight toy, moving five or six meters before being blocked by another vehicle. Both cars shook and fell to the ground.

In that instant, Wei Wusheng's figure suddenly appeared behind Chen Chuan, punching straight at his face.

Chen Chuan slightly bent his body, allowing the punch to graze above his head. Then, he swiftly stepped forward, and at the moment their shoulders nearly touched, he punched Wei Wusheng's abdomen.

Wei Wusheng grunted, retreating under the force of the blow. He felt a twisting, drilling power penetrating his body, repeatedly colliding within, and even with his Cross-Training power, he couldn't block it entirely. Moments later, his knees softened, and he half-knelt on the ground.

Chen Chuan clenched his fist, maintaining the striking pose as he slowly said, "You're too slow."

Wei Wusheng looked up at him, slowly standing up and straightening his back. He ripped off his inner lining, revealing a robust chest and broad shoulders. Taking a deep breath, his muscles seemed to squirm for a moment, and his aura changed subtly.

With his hands spread, he leaned forward slightly, and a 'ha' sound emanated from his chest as he pounced forward.

As he got closer, his hands continuously reached out towards Chen Chuan, and this time, both the speed and power of his attacks seemed to have improved. He moved at an incredibly fast pace, and among his open-hand strikes, he incorporated numerous grappling techniques.

Chen Chuan deflected the successive onslaught of punches and kicks. Each of his blocks was exceptionally steady, and his altered body covered a vast area, allowing him to quickly respond to and neutralize various forces.

Due to his enhanced senses, he could also discern the slightest changes in his opponent's strength and every fluctuation in their breath upon contact.

Purely rigid strength could only move in a straightforward manner, while supple strength allowed for various grappling techniques. Wei Wusheng alternated between these two forces, and with each contact, they complemented each other in their attacks and penetration.

It was as if two Third Limit Fighters had merged into one body.

Even though the two types of forces could be alternated, they remained separate and hadn't fused into one, falling short of the power he currently possessed. Not only that, but there was also a slight difference in speed.

A slight difference, yet it meant a lot.

After blocking more than a dozen attacks, Chen Chuan suddenly kicked out, hitting Wei Wusheng's shoulder. The kick had been building up for a while, and Wei Wusheng was sent rolling and flying to the side, almost crossing the entire road. He collided with a street lamp and finally came to a stop with a loud thud.

Chen Chuan slowly lowered his foot, placing it on the ground.

Teacher Bai, standing behind, was stunned. Witnessing Wei Wusheng's display of explosive power and speed, he felt his heart race just by watching. He asked himself if faced with such an onslaught, the only option would be to find a way to retreat.

But this ferocious and powerful attack had been countered and sent back by Chen Chuan from the front. It was a hand-to-hand combat, and such a direct confrontation required one's physical abilities to be on par with or surpass the opponent's.

Wei Wusheng's record was built upon the corpses of fallen fighters. How could there be such a formidable student at the Academy?

At the same time, at the Processing Bureau, the technicians finally removed the shielding, and accurately transmitted the situation of the Biofield Domain Jump Point to their screens.

However, the two students in the car had given up hope. Ten minutes had passed since the incident, and if Wei Wusheng had been there, it would have been enough time for him to knock out and escape from the person he was looking for. So, they blocked other frequencies to avoid further embarrassment.

They had prepared for an attack and even the news of a student's death. Their only hope was to surround and contain Wei Wusheng.

But when the scene unfolded before them, everyone involuntarily held their breath, and some couldn't help but take a few steps forward, their eyes widening at the sight.

At that moment, Wei Wusheng was half-sitting against a street lamp that had bent under the impact. His body was covered in scratches and dust, and his face was smeared with dried blood, making him look utterly disheveled.

Across from him, Chen Chuan stood tall and straight, his demeanor calm and composed. The sunlight shone from one side, casting his shadow on the ground like a sharp sword pointing forward.

What was going on?

This uniform, was it from our Processing Bureau's Enforcement Team?

But who was this person?

Most people were bewildered, and someone said, "It looks like... Chen Chuan..." He paused, then continued uncertainly, "The Bureau's Reserve Enforcer... A Wu Yi student..."

"I think he's one of the two students who went to the cruise ship," another person added.

Everyone was momentarily dazed. So, Wei Wusheng had sought out this student, but instead, he had been beaten up by him?

This was just a Reserve Enforcer, a Wu Yi student, and he could do this?

"But he's one of us from the Processing Bureau, isn't he?"

Everyone's gaze turned to the speaker, who looked back at them and said, "I suggest we lift the blockade and open this Biofield Domain to all Central City frequencies."

But someone hesitated, "That's Wei Wusheng. He's a powerful cross-trainer, and the situation is uncertain. What if...?"

"There's no 'what if.'" The person looked up at the light screen. "Our people are on their way, and we won't lose this time."

"Lift the blockade," a deep voice said, entering everyone's brain implants.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and they all said, "Yes, Director Wu!"

The order was relayed to the technicians at the blockade checkpoints, who immediately complied.

"Lift the blockade!"

"Lift the blockade!"

"Lift the blockade!"

At that moment, as the Biofield Domain shielding was removed from this area, most of Central City, and everyone following the incident, saw what was happening there.

They saw the two figures in the Biofield Domain.

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(End of Chapter)

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