Chapter 438: Confrontation
Chapter 438: Confrontation
At this moment, Chen Chuan was affected by the opponent's force, his body froze in place, staring at the incoming spearhead as if there was nowhere to dodge.
Just then, his eyes became incredibly tranquil, and as the spearhead was about to pierce his face, a sudden dematerialization appeared on the second self behind him.
He suddenly raised his hands, and with a loud clang, he deflected the spear upwards with his Xue Jun Saber. Then, he stepped forward and fiercely slashed the saber forward!
The Iron Demon was shaken, causing the spear to rise, revealing an opening. But at this moment, the previously lifeless biofield suddenly fluctuated, and his body quickly sidestepped, pulling the spear back with his rear hand to block the incoming saber for a moment.
He demonstrated astonishing spear techniques, retreating two steps backwards while harnessing the force, then sinking his waist and pulling his arm outwards to deflect the spear, blocking the saber once again.
However, this was only a temporary fix, maintaining a passive position. Chen Chuan seized the opportunity to close in, even though the opponent repeatedly blocked his saber attacks, but as long as they couldn't create distance, he had to face the continuous offense.
After transferring the force to his second self, he didn't hesitate due to the clashing and blocking of weapons, freely unleashing his power.
Facing Chen Chuan's swift assault, the Iron Demon could only defend and had no time for anything else. Despite this disadvantage, he maintained a tight defense, not faltering for a moment, showcasing his exceptional skill.
But if this continued, a mistake would eventually occur. So, after blocking over a dozen strikes, his eyes slightly reddened, and the biofield fluctuated. He didn't defend himself, allowing the saber to slash down onto his neck.
Even though the armor plate was thick, with protective clothing underneath, Chen Chuan's powerful force still broke through, finally slicing his neck!
Chen Chuan felt the saber blade had barely penetrated, and the Iron Demon took advantage of this moment to pull the spear back, sending the rear half to the rear, gripping the middle section, and thrusting the spearhead towards him.
Chen Chuan deflected the saber, feeling a surge of force explode from it. He knew the best opportunity was lost, so instead of resisting, he retreated, following the force.
The Iron Demon didn't pursue, keeping the spear still, and retreated himself, smoothly shifting his hands to grip the middle section, then pulling and vibrating the white tassels on the spear, slowly thrusting the spearhead towards Chen Chuan's position.
Chen Chuan slowly moved his saber, previously placed aside, back to his hands, positioning it in the center, the tip slightly raised, his eyes fixed on the opponent.
From the previous strike, he understood that although the opponent wasn't a horizontal fighter, they could still achieve the purpose of gathering essence blood to control the metamorphosis organization.
This wasn't an enemy that could be defeated by finding a single opportunity, and they likely wouldn't fall until their essence blood and mental state were exhausted.
However, he also noticed that when the opponent resolved the situation, they undoubtedly used some kind of burst technique, which in itself wasn't unusual. But each time they did so, the originally solid and dense biofield seemed to fluctuate, as if a slight gap had appeared.
From this observation, it was clear that the opponent wasn't as perfect as imagined. When both their mental and physical states were at their peak, they could indeed be considered flawless. But that state wasn't fixed; it changed with physical exhaustion and mental fluctuations.
Each aspect supporting perfection must be in harmony with one another. If any one aspect falters, the balance is broken, and perfection ceases to exist.
He already had a plan in mind.
The two had adjusted their positions and slowly moved forward again, simultaneously launching their attacks. Their weapons clashed, and a wave of qi energy rippled outwards.
This collision seemed to release them from some restraint, and they no longer remained in place but suddenly vanished from their teammates' sight and senses.
To be precise, they disappeared from the sight and senses of their respective teammates, and the sound of their clashing weapons echoed through the surrounding air.
As the two moved, the ground beneath them erupted, dust swirling, and their power and mental fields extended outwards.
However, as the two engaged in this manner, the remaining four felt a sense of relief.
Whether it was the Iron Demon or Chen Chuan, the power and mental fields they unleashed during the fight were intimidating, forcing them to divert their attention. This was true even for the Iron Demon's two subordinates.
This was their instinctive reaction as fighters to dangerous situations, something that couldn't be easily suppressed. Now that the two had withdrawn from this battlefield, they could afford to relax a little.
Especially Yuan Qiuyuan and Qin Qingque, they took advantage of their opponent's defensive nature and adjusted their breathing, lowering their vitality index, and then mustered their spirits for another round.
In the front, two rapidly moving figures were initially separated by a certain distance, but as they quickly approached each other, they collided, followed by a loud boom, and their paths crossed.
The two seized the opportunity during their charge to release the force, then turned and faced each other again, ready for the next round of confrontation.
As they moved, their feet trampled the ground, creating deep furrows, causing dust and dirt to swirl and fill the air.
This time, both sides borrowed the force generated by their charge to suppress their opponent during their high-speed movement.
If their previous clash was purely a test of strength, now it had evolved into a contest of speed. Whoever was faster could adjust and unleash more power.
Chen Chuan relied on his second self to transfer the force, while the Iron Demon relied solely on its physical body. With each charge, the latter's biofield would experience a violent fluctuation.
This burst of power couldn't be infinite; it would inevitably consume essence, blood, and mental energy, even if the opponent might have aberrations.
So, even without actively seeking victory, Chen Chuan maintained the stalemate, knowing that his opponent couldn't sustain this indefinitely. He only needed to patiently wait.
At this moment, he unexpectedly discovered something—the opponent's weapon seemed to be an aberrant weapon, which was why it could withstand the collision of both forces. As Chen Chuan wielded the Xue Jun Saber, the aberrant tissue within the blade and that thing gradually became active.
And it seemed that with each impact, a life-like energy was drawn from the spear, though it was weak, but it was taken with each strike.
Perhaps this was why the opponent remained unaware.
He didn't know what it was, but as long as it didn't hinder him, it was fine.
After about twenty minutes of intense combat, as the two weapons clashed again, the spear snapped with a 'bang', breaking at the point of impact.
The Iron Demon didn't seem to expect this, but Chen Chuan was prepared. His eyes flashed, and he pushed the saber forward, taking advantage of the momentum to slash at the Iron Demon's neck where it had been previously struck.
The Iron Demon's eyes turned cold, and he ignored the saber, grabbing the broken spear with both hands and thrusting it towards Chen Chuan's chest.
Chen Chuan's saber technique remained unchanged, and his blade slashed the Iron Demon first, faster and more powerful this time. The blade cut through the outer muscles, reaching the neck bone, but as he tried to sever it, a tough object wrapped around it, preventing further progress.
The broken spearhead also pressed against his chest, piercing through the stab-proof vest and protective clothing, creating a shallow dematerialized cavity in his second self's chest.
Chen Chuan ignored this, lifting his saber and continuing to chop downwards. The Iron Demon, disregarding the saber's slashes, slightly withdrew the spearhead and thrust it towards Chen Chuan again.
From then on, both abandoned defense, using their weapons to attack each other while enduring the onslaught with their bodies.
Even so, neither could inflict serious harm on the other. The Iron Demon's flesh wounds healed quickly, while Chen Chuan's second self displayed various signs of dematerialization, with not even the skin breaking, and bruises quickly fading.
This confrontation was a test of essence, blood, mental state, and even the depths of their reserves. However, both seemed to have boundless depths, and their clothing and armor were in tatters from the continuous stabs and slashes.
After several minutes of intense combat, the two weapons locked together, and they pushed each other away, retreating to a distance, standing in a stalemate.
The Iron Demon glanced at Chen Chuan, the first opponent he'd encountered who matched his strength. He threw the broken weapons to the ground, removed his helmet, revealing a neatly tied hair bun.
He then hammered and pulled at his chest, and with a few tugs, the damaged armor was unfastened. He let the heavy and severely damaged armor fall to the ground, then removed the protective clothing underneath, revealing a sturdy, muscular upper body, leaving only the iron mask and the skirt armor intact.
Chen Chuan placed the Xue Jun Saber on the muddy ground, unbuttoned his shirt collar, and removed the damaged stab-proof vest and outerwear, tossing them aside. The face mask and wide-brimmed hat had fallen off earlier during the fight.
He rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, grabbed the saber's hilt, raised it with both hands, and slowly lifted the blade to one side of his head, pointing the tip directly at his opponent.
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(End of Chapter)
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