Chapter 397: Breaking Through Reality
Chapter 397: Breaking Through Reality
Aunt Yu's bracelet had turned completely black, forcing her to retreat outside. She glanced at the arena, her heart pounding.
Chen Chuan remained within a certain distance in front of Meng Huang, refusing to retreat.
Numerous massive limbs chased and struck at him, and each time, he narrowly avoided them, causing the entire underground space to reverberate with a continuous rumble.
The limbs were incredibly resilient, and with each swing, they carried immense force. Every strike left cracks and craters on the ground or walls. Even a Third-Level Combatant would likely suffer severe injuries from a single hit.
Most importantly, Aunt Yu noticed that the jade ring and accessories on Chen Chuan's body might not hold out much longer, and her heart sank with worry. If this continued, it would be difficult to prevent the creature from advancing further.
"The Master does have backup plans, but..."
As she was thinking this, Aunt Yu suddenly sensed a surging biofield ahead, as if something was brewing. Surprised, she looked up, "This is..."
In the center of the arena, Chen Chuan stopped dodging and stood firm. White mist was now rising from his body, as if he was in a state of boiling.
He stared at the massive limb descending from above. This time, instead of dodging, he clenched his fist, and with a shift of his powerful force, he punched upwards!
A thunderous roar echoed as his fist struck the limb, creating ripples on its surface, and then it fell to the ground as if all its strength had been sapped.
Another limb approached, and he swatted it to the side, slamming it directly onto the ground, causing the ground to tremble.
The limb was larger than a human, yet with a mere palm strike, he smashed it to the ground, creating an astonishing contrast.
Aunt Yu witnessed this, and her heart stirred. After all, she was a Third-Level Combatant herself, and she instantly understood Chen Chuan's technique and rhythm.
This was a masterful display of power! Although the limbs struck with tremendous force, they didn't utilize the same kinetic energy as a fighter. By disrupting their power before it was fully unleashed, he could destroy them entirely, achieving this remarkable effect.
Even with this knowledge, Aunt Yu knew she couldn't replicate his skill. Technique was secondary; by observing the opponent's rhythm, one could anticipate their moves. Chen Chuan's earlier dodges were likely a setup for this moment. Most importantly, to counter the creature's power, one must possess overwhelming strength.
Aunt Yu, with her secret explosive power, might barely manage this feat, but she couldn't match Chen Chuan's effortless mastery.
She fixed her gaze on Chen Chuan's back, sensing the immense power within his body. No wonder the Handling Bureau had sent him. She suddenly felt that, given the current situation, stopping Meng Huang might not be impossible.
With her decision made, she took a few steps back, retrieved a crimson pill she always carried, and sat down in a meditative posture. As she breathed rhythmically, the color of the tattoos on her body deepened, and a deep purple shadow appeared under her eyes.
She prepared to summon all the divine essence and vital blood she had stored within herself for the upcoming battle.
In just a breath or two, Chen Chuan had shattered the power of over a dozen attacking limbs, which fell to the ground. Only then did the first limb he had struck begin to twitch again.
Without giving it a chance to recover, Chen Chuan unleashed a slash with his Snow Empress Blade, which he had been holding in a poised position. A semi-circular blade light swept across several limbs, and with a swift turn and a swing, the arc of light slashed through the other side. After a few more flashes, the blade light finally subsided.
In a moment, all the limbs on the ground were severed into multiple segments.
Chen Chuan felt the Snow Empress Blade in his hand trembling slightly, and the energy within it seemed to become more vibrant.
He raised his head, tightened his grip on the blade, and walked towards Meng Huang's core, which was clinging to the door, passing through the smoke-emitting remains of the limbs he had severed.
As he moved forward, a silent shadow on the ground shifted towards his back, then suddenly lifted and transformed into a limb, coiling towards him. However, it was met with multiple slashes of blade light, instantly dismembering it in mid-air, the pieces falling to the ground.
Chen Chuan continued striding forward without pause, soon reaching a spot not far from Meng Huang's massive core, which was nearly seven meters tall. It had two extra arms growing from its shoulders and waist, while its body remained human-like, clinging to the door like a giant spider.
As Chen Chuan approached, the core detached itself and turned to face him, its body rapidly transforming. Multiple eyes appeared on its surface, along with a thick chitin layer. From within the chitin's crevices, numerous eyes stared at him, occasionally shifting, creating an eerie scene.
Chen Chuan looked up at the towering body, standing firmly with his feet planted on the ground, while the small, swaying tendrils around him remained just beyond the reach of his blade.
Meng Huang's numerous eyes all over his body fixed on Chen Chuan for a moment before he suddenly bent down. Meng Huang's shoulder arms rose high above his head, and his hands spread wide, ready to strike at Chen Chuan's location.
Chen Chuan leaped backward, and Meng Huang's arms closed in front of him, creating a loud bang as the force of the strike sent his hair and clothing flying backward.
A shadow loomed overhead, and as Chen Chuan continued to retreat, Meng Huang's arms on his shoulders slammed down, and two massive fists created craters in the ground.
Seeing Chen Chuan dodge, Meng Huang's body surged forward with the help of his abdominal arms, his enormous figure looming over Chen Chuan. The ground trembled under his heavy footsteps.
Chen Chuan quickly sidestepped, dragging his blade along the chitin layer on Meng Huang's arm, creating a gash from which smoke billowed.
Meng Huang's massive body, supported by his waist and abdominal arms, swiftly spun to face Chen Chuan. All of Meng Huang's eyes fixed on him, revealing a malevolent intent.
Chen Chuan glanced at Meng Huang, noticing that his second self seemed to be fading deeper, almost evaporating under the intense gaze of those eyes. It was clear that the focus of those eyes was not without purpose.
He observed Meng Huang's movements, noting that despite his inhuman appearance, his rhythm and habits were still human-like.
The entity attached to Meng Huang was once human, so it needed to think and move from a human perspective. Perhaps Meng Huang's consciousness still held dominance.
This was a necessary compromise; otherwise, he might lose the ability to think rationally, and his actions would be illogical.
Together, they possessed immense strength.
But having strength didn't mean knowing how to use it.
In the 1619 version, there is no mistake!
As Chen Chuan's thoughts turned, Meng Huang charged towards him. A massive fist descended from above, almost enveloping Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan focused on the incoming punch, lowering his center of gravity and pushing off the ground with his feet. He extended one hand to block, and with a loud bang, he managed to halt the momentum of the strike.
This time, Chen Chuan held his ground against Meng Huang's power! He stared at Meng Huang, white mist swirling around his outstretched fist, his eyes calm and focused. In combat, brains and technique mattered more than sheer power, and despite Meng Huang's size, he could only utilize a fraction of his strength.
Chen Chuan's gaze shifted, noticing Meng Huang's other arms reaching for him. He quickly retracted his force, then unleashed a powerful strike outward.
Meng Huang lost his balance, and his heavy body staggered to the side. Several arms on one side of his body tried to support him, preventing a fall, while the other arms continued their assault, swinging towards Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan used the momentum from pushing Meng Huang to move sideways, naturally shifting to Meng Huang's chest and abdomen.
Chen Chuan seized the opportunity, stepping forward and stabbing his blade directly into Meng Huang's throat.
However, the strike didn't seem to inflict fatal damage. Meng Huang's upper abdominal arm swung towards Chen Chuan, who quickly withdrew his blade and stepped back. With a powerful upward sweep of his arms, followed by a downward slash, Chen Chuan severed half of Meng Huang's thick arm.
Before Meng Huang could counterattack, Chen Chuan retreated, dodging Meng Huang's heavy blows as he flipped over.
At this moment, Chen Chuan's wristband and accessories turned black and shattered, falling to the ground with a crisp sound, warning him of danger. The numerous tendrils that had surrounded them now converged, attempting to entangle Chen Chuan.
Unfazed, Chen Chuan swung his long sword, clearing a path, his gaze fixed on the massive figure ahead. Meng Huang was quickly climbing to his feet.
Before Meng Huang could fully stabilize, a figure leaped from the side with incredible speed and precision. Even the eyes on Meng Huang's side noticed the incoming attack, but the sudden movement left no time for a counter.
The figure extended a slender palm, pressing it against Meng Huang's supporting leg. A gentle force penetrated, causing Meng Huang's leg to buckle, and his body wobbled.
Chen Chuan seized the moment, leaping forward and colliding his shoulder with Meng Huang's, forcing him to stumble backward.
Landing, Chen Chuan pushed off the ground, leaping into the air with his blade raised. He brought the sword down, and the blade's light sliced through Meng Huang's skull, splitting it open!
Meng Huang's massive body staggered backward a few steps before collapsing, his back slamming into the ground. Fine sand-like substances leaked from the crack in his skull, and black smoke rose, but after a moment, a blinding light erupted from the wound!
(End of Chapter)
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