Chapter 551: Serpent Bind and Immortal Bow
Chapter 551: Serpent Bind and Immortal Bow
As Yang Can and Nie Guanshan descended, they bid farewell to Captain Chen.
"Captain Chen, let's go," they said.
Despite their thoughts, they maintained a polite demeanor towards him, knowing his position.
During the mission, all conversations were recorded through the Interdimensional Connector, so the more polite they were, the clearer it would be that there were no conflicts between them. If any issues arose, it could be attributed to wartime accidents, not their responsibility.
As the three of them walked down from the building, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky, tinged with a reddish hue. It resembled diluted blood, slightly corrosive.
The insects in the rain initially scattered chaotically, then fell in large numbers. Upon reaching the ground, they were quickly soaked by the rain, writhing and struggling before rotting in the water. Soon, a faint odor of decay permeated the air.
The raindrops that fell on Yang Can and Nie Guanshan were blocked by their protective gear and wide-brimmed hats. Occasionally, some droplets that landed on their skin were instantly repelled, leaving no trace.
The same was true for Chen Chuan; this was not a special ability but rather a result of his mastery over his body's power, allowing him to repel even the slightest touch.
Even if he were to submerge himself in water, like He Xiaoxing, he could emerge without a drop on him.
As the three of them approached, the fleeing mercenaries were running towards the exit, but gunshots from behind continuously took them down. Many were shot while running, their bodies falling to the ground.
One mercenary, not far from them, was shot in the back of the head, falling to the ground with a dull thud. His head was almost blown apart, and blood mixed with the rainwater, making it difficult to distinguish for a moment.
The mercenaries aimed at the three of them, their obvious targets. Bullets flew towards Chen Chuan and Nie Guanshan, hitting their protective suits without penetrating. As they advanced, the sound of bullets hitting the ground beneath their feet could be heard from time to time.
Realizing that shooting at their bodies was futile, the mercenaries' gunfire paused for a moment. Still, the gun muzzles remained steadily aimed at them.
As they gradually approached, a deep gunshot echoed, reverberating between the square and the building.
Yang Can, with incredible speed, swiftly raised his hand, pinching the bullet between his thumb and index finger, just a short distance from his forehead.
Despite the quick movement, he appeared nonchalant. He then flicked his fingers, discarding the bullet, now twisted into a flattened shape, onto the ground.
The three of them continued walking forward at a steady pace.
Fang Zhixin, at the rear, looked at Chen Bitong with concern.
He knew that Teacher Chen, after his encounter with Old Hu, must have exhausted some of his strength, especially in quickly repairing his arm, which would have consumed a significant amount of his essence and blood.
The fact that these three individuals were dispatched at this moment indicated they were not to be taken lightly.
However, Fang Zhixin's concern did not lessen upon recognizing Chen Chuan among them, as he was well aware of Chen Chuan's capabilities and potential from their interactions during the training course. Even if the other two were on par with him, they would still pose a challenge.
Yue Lie, standing behind, also noticed Chen Chuan and clenched his fists. Chen Chuan's involvement in this battle was a clear acknowledgment of his combat prowess by the Defense Department.
Yet, Yue Lie could only watch from the sidelines.
As Chen Chuan and the others approached, they realized that the Interdimensional Connector was emitting a static noise, indicating a loss of contact with the outside.
The Temporary Special Action Committee, led by Chen Bitong, had deployed numerous Field Interference Organisms upon their arrival, each with unique frequencies and implants. These organisms were specifically tuned to interfere with others, but not with the committee members.
Without hesitation, the three of them continued forward, stopping about thirty meters away from Chen Bitong.
They had observed Chen Bitong's movements carefully. Although he had been moving back and forth through the rift, his range was mostly limited to thirty to forty meters. They estimated that his maximum range wouldn't exceed fifty meters.
This was likely not due to Chen Bitong's inability to go further but rather to maintain surprise or prevent obvious signs, thus avoiding this vulnerability.
At this distance, they could easily launch an attack, and if anything went wrong, they could quickly retreat and regroup. Their priority was to ensure their safety above all else.
For Yang Can and Nie Guanshan, victory was essential, not reckless fighting.
Chen Chuan, after stopping, first glanced at Chen Bitong, then looked beyond him towards the rift and the scattered remains of the Former Imperial Court's cavalry.
It seemed that Chen Bitong was preventing their entry through the rift, yet he allowed the rift to persist. What was his intention?
As a fighter, his first thought was that the other party might be using this to ascend to a higher realm.
But upon further consideration, it didn't seem that simple.
With the current lack of information, it was impossible to guess their intentions.
At this moment, Nie Guanshan took out a document from his uniform pocket, unfolded it, and displayed it to the front, saying solemnly, "Chen Bitong, we are here under the orders of the Ministry of Governance and the Defense Department. Please immediately cease all your actions and come with us for investigation. If you refuse, we will have to use force."
He knew that in the current situation, Chen Bitong would never give up, nor would he follow them back after a few words, but this procedure had to be followed.
Chen Bitong looked at them, his gaze briefly resting on Chen Chuan, and said in a low voice, "Everyone, just do your own jobs."
Yang Can spoke up, "Chen Bitong, I heard you used to be in the Pioneer Squad. That makes you my senior, but you're much more capable than me." He glanced at the spot where Old Hu had exploded, "At least I've never taken out my own teammates."
Chen Bitong ignored his sarcasm and just stared at him for a few moments.
The rules of the past and the present might be a little different, and those who made it into the Pioneer Squad were no ordinary people; they were the elite of the elite.
He then turned his gaze to Chen Chuan, but before he could say anything, Nie Guanshan continued, "If you're not willing to surrender, then I'll say no more. We have our mission to attend to, so forgive us for any offense."
Chen Bitong looked at him and said, "Then you'd better be prepared, because I won't hold back later."
Yang Can chuckled and said with a hint of mockery, "Senior, if I were you, I'd worry about myself first. Oh, I heard you have a son? Your only son, right? You used to be a hero, and he must admire you a lot. But what will he think when he finds out about what you're doing now?"
Chen Bitong remained silent.
Seeing that Chen Bitong didn't react, Yang Can snorted and turned to walk to the left, stopping there.
Nie Guanshan stood still, seemingly waiting for Chen Chuan's choice. Seeing this, Chen Chuan moved to the right, taking position on Chen Bitong's left side.
With this arrangement, Nie Guanshan was now directly facing Chen Bitong, appearing to be the one who would bear the brunt of the attack. However, when the fight actually started, which one of them Chen Bitong would attack would depend on his choice.
In the eyes of Nie Guanshan and Yang Can, Chen Bitong was certain to attack Chen Chuan, regardless of his position.
Their previous words were not without purpose; they clearly revealed their identities and backgrounds, giving Chen Bitong the impression that they were formidable opponents, while also denying Chen Chuan the chance to speak. This would subconsciously make Chen Bitong perceive Chen Chuan as the weakest and most vulnerable target.
They would also give Chen Bitong an opportunity later, which was crucial for their original plan to succeed.
Once everyone was in position, Chen Chuan unfastened his buckle and removed the protective coverall he had been wearing on the road, revealing the military overcoat of an executive captain underneath. He then tossed the coverall aside.
Yang Can spread his hands on both sides of his body, and from his fingertips, a few fine, long, white power ropes flowed out, extending further with the release of power.
At the same time, he narrowed his eyes, and his mouth seemed to be muttering something, a slow and rhythmic chant.
Nie Guanshan, on the other hand, removed his gloves, revealing a pair of golden metal gauntlets with tiny, spike-like protrusions on the knuckles.
At this moment, a sense of devout reverence appeared in his expression, and he slowly assumed a strange posture.
His upper body leaned slightly forward, knees bent, and his hands were joined together, fingers interlaced as if in a bow, resting at the level of his eyebrows. His heels were raised, and he stood on his toes, as if ready to leap forward at any moment.
Chen Bitong's gaze first fell on Yang Can, and he said slowly, "Serpent Bind Technique... and the Immortal Bow Technique."
Both of them were using secret martial arts passed down from the Ancient Kingdom Religion.
The Serpent Bind Technique was adept at entangling and trapping opponents, and once caught in its power ropes, even Chen Bitong would be unable to break free.
The Immortal Bow Technique, on the other hand, was a martial art that combined cultivation, offense, and defense, consisting of only two simple movements.
When the fists were tightly clasped together, the body entered an extremely strong defensive stance, rendering most power attacks ineffective.
And once it blocked an incoming attack, it could immediately strike back with both fists, said to be unbreakable.
Since these two martial arts originated from the Ancient Kingdom Religion, when used in the correct sequence, they would naturally align with the rituals of the religion, unleashing seemingly incredible power. Thus, upon seeing these two martial arts, Chen Bitong's expression became solemn.
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(End of Chapter)
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