Chapter 553: Flying Dragon Fist Technique
Chapter 553: Flying Dragon Fist Technique
Chen Chuan firmly planted his feet on the ground, bracing against the incoming force from the longsword.
Although the inner force seemed to penetrate everything, possessing incredible infiltration ability, it wasn't fully exerted, so even without using his second self to maneuver, he still managed to block it.
Just now, when he and Nie Guanshan went to intercept, although there was a difference in timing, due to Chen Bitong's swift movements, it appeared as if everything happened simultaneously.
When Chen Bitong's short sword clashed with his, as his force descended, a counterforce rebounded from the other side. However, instead of being restrained by it, he used his spirit to observe the subsequent changes in his opponent. Indeed, he caught the tip of the longsword as it weaved through the air and promptly blocked it.
His performance was indeed impressive, and even Nie Guanshan, who was behind him, acknowledged the elegance of his move. However, all this effort seemed futile, as Yang Can, not far behind, had interrupted his chanting ritual.
It wasn't that Yang Can couldn't see Chen Chuan's interception; it was that he didn't trust Chen Chuan. He didn't believe that Chen Chuan could withstand Chen Bitong's String Void Force and the variations in his swordplay. After all, his own life was more important, so he took the initiative to gather his force and prepare for a counterattack.
But the outcome was unexpected.
Chen Chuan glanced at him, clearly showing his distrust, but he didn't care about such things.
He had his own principles of conduct, and right now, they were indeed carrying out a Defense Department mission. As long as he didn't do anything out of line, Chen Chuan would cooperate and fulfill his duties instead of hindering progress.
Chen Bitong's attack missed, and he knew there wouldn't be another chance. He decisively abandoned his offense, and although he didn't achieve his goal, there were other gains.
Through two attacks, he had tested the speed, rhythm, and various force applications of the two men, even gaining insight into the internal dynamics between the three of them. Now, he could launch a more targeted offensive.
At this moment, Nie Guanshan resumed the stance of the Worship Immortal Technique, and Yang Can also restarted his chanting.
Although Chen Bitong's consecutive attacks didn't choose to break through from Chen Chuan's side, they weren't in a hurry. Given this obvious weakness, it was understandable for Chen Bitong to be cautious.
They believed that as long as they held their ground here, Chen Bitong would eventually attempt to break through Chen Chuan's defense.
Taking a step back, even if Chen Bitong truly abandoned this direction, their current three-person tactic was still being executed smoothly. Once the Coiling Dragon Rope was fully utilized, none of this would matter.
Standing behind, Yu Lie watched the four of them in a stalemate, feeling incredibly tense. However, he couldn't pinpoint the source of his tension, as his emotions were complex.
At this moment, he seemed to remember something and glanced at the rift a few times.
The opponents had been quiet for a while, as if the person sent from the front had been thwarted and, realizing something was wrong, stopped advancing further.
But had they truly given up? Not necessarily. And he was certain that if they did come again, it wouldn't be with the previous formation.
A 'clang' sound echoed from a distance, and he turned his head in surprise. Chen Bitong had thrown both swords to the ground.
Yang Can and Nie Guanshan were astonished by this move.
Chen Bitong's long and short swords, capable of weaving through the rift, were indeed threatening. Although they had devised a strategy to counter them, they weren't entirely confident. Yet, they hadn't expected this person to voluntarily abandon them.
But instead of relaxing, they became more vigilant, indicating that this person might have even more formidable methods.
At this moment, Chen Bitong spread his arms to his sides, resembling outstretched wings. One could sense his spirit rising, transforming from the previous inward gathering to a lofty and vigorous state.
After lingering in place for a moment, his figure flickered, and he suddenly vanished from the scene, with no trace of him elsewhere.
The three men didn't merely rely on their senses; they also used their spirits to perceive his presence. At this moment, they all sensed something unusual...
They abruptly looked up.
In the sky!
About twenty to thirty meters high in the sky, Chen Bitong stood horizontally against the sky canopy, his back to the radiant light and blood-red glow. With his arms outstretched, he seemed to have directly reached the sky through the rift, as rifts also existed in the sky.
Yang Can and Nie Guanshan were startled, immediately understanding Chen Bitong's intention. He was about to launch an attack from the sky.
This would be difficult to block, as it meant Chen Bitong could adjust the distance of his attacks at will, significantly increasing the threat to everyone.
To help Yang Can withstand the offensive, they would need to intercept Chen Bitong mid-air or even further away, forcing him to leap into the sky. However, while ascending was easy, descending would require a falling process.
Chen Bitong, on the other hand, didn't need to do this. By avoiding the rift again, he could instantly return to the ground, always one step ahead.
At this moment, under the radiant light, Chen Bitong suddenly descended, accompanied by a faint sound of thunder and wind. Simultaneously, three figures of Chen Bitong appeared above the three men, and they punched towards them!
At this moment, in the spiritual perception of the three men, they all felt that the one they were facing was the real one.
Chen Chuan observed the incoming punch from Chen Bitong, the force of the blow seemingly coming out of nowhere, subtly imbued with a powerful oppressive aura. It felt as though the punch had been imbued with all the might it could muster.
He had just witnessed Old Hu being knocked out of the fight with a single punch, and even with his Second Self, he wasn't willing to take the hit head-on. So, he took a step back.
On the other side, Nie Guanshan didn't dodge, instead using the Worship Immortal Technique to take the blow directly on his crown. A powerful force penetrated his body, causing his knees to bend slightly, but his body immediately straightened, and his fists shot upwards, only to punch through a phantom in the midst of light and shadow.
Yang Can, on the other side, narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he had to abandon his chanting and use his strength to dodge. He knew that as long as he continued the ritual, he would remain Chen Bitong's primary target, and unlike Nie Guanshan, he didn't dare to directly take Chen Bitong's fist. Old Hu's example was right there.
After suppressing the three with a single move, Chen Bitong didn't stop there. Due to his lightning-fast attacks, the previous phantom hadn't even disappeared before the next one appeared. For a moment, it seemed like there were multiple Chen Bitong's in the sky, punching at them, and these figures further confused their spiritual capture.
He continuously leaped in the sky, his figure graceful and unpredictable, and each punching stance was different. Each time, the sound of wind and thunder accompanied his strikes, as if a dragon were flying in the heavens!
At this moment, both Yang Can and Nie Guanshan reacted.
This... is the Flying Dragon Fist Technique?!
The Flying Dragon Fist Technique was a martial art left behind by the ancient imperial court and was even inscribed on the wall of the imperial palace.
Because most of its moves involved leaping in the air to attack, it was a highly unconventional martial art. Almost no one practiced it, and it was even considered an unrealistic fantasy. Its existence was merely to showcase the imperial court's mysterious majesty.
There was no mistake in the 1619 edition of the book!
However, Chen Bitong, by combining this fist technique with rift-traveling, brought this martial art into the world, turning it into an extremely powerful fist technique.
At this moment, he attacked the three of them simultaneously, his figure gracefully flying in the air. With each punch, the sound of piercing the air rumbled incessantly, causing the surrounding atmosphere to ripple outwards, a display of overwhelming might.
Chen Chuan, below, blocked and dodged, occasionally parrying. He could feel that Chen Bitong's attacks were mainly aimed at restraining him, and most of the force was being borne by Nie Guanshan and Yang Can.
Especially Yang Can, whether it was because of his previous sarcastic words or the Coiling Dragon Technique's ritual, he was bearing the brunt of Chen Bitong's attention.
Breaking free from this situation was difficult because Chen Bitong's offensive was everywhere in the sky, filled with his spiritual shadows. It was hard to find his true position as he rapidly rift-traveled, leaving them to passively take the blows. As time passed, both of them felt an even more dire situation.
Chen Bitong's attacks became increasingly fierce, as if he had started with some hesitation but gradually added more variations and ingenuity through their exchange.
It was clear that he was optimizing and adjusting this fist technique during the fight. Such combat intuition and foundation left them in awe. If this continued, there would be trouble sooner or later.
If they dispersed and moved to a certain distance, they could avoid such an offensive. However, dispersing also meant losing mutual support, allowing Chen Bitong to freely target them individually, which wasn't a good choice.
Under this pressure, Yang Can could no longer continue his prayer ritual, which meant their plan couldn't be executed. But they did have a backup method.
He exchanged a glance with Nie Guanshan, and after confirmation, he raised his hands, sending out the Coiling Dragon Rope towards the sky. The rope was thin, but when shaken out, it reached at least seven or eight meters. With the force imbued into it, each strand seemed incredibly flexible, and after spreading out, they covered a large area of the sky.
Once this long rope made contact with Chen Bitong, if it was pulled with enough force, it would coil around him. If he couldn't break free in time, it would bind him tighter and tighter, but Chen Bitong would need to have a moment's pause.
At this moment, Nie Guanshan suddenly shouted, "Chen Captain, block him!"
With this shout, an invisible spiritual force emanated from his body.
He knew that Chen Chuan could sense their intention, but what could he do? The Coiling Dragon Technique had its own ritual, and the Worship Immortal Technique also had its ritual. The former required chanting, and as he took the Worship Immortal stance, the ritual had already begun, and it was almost complete.
This ritual could control the consciousness of a person nearby, making them subconsciously obey. And if that person's spiritual power was inferior to his, the effect would be even better.
So, he wasn't afraid if Chen Chuan didn't cooperate. Once the time was right, the latter wouldn't have a choice. Now, they just needed Chen Chuan to step forward and fully receive a punch from Chen Bitong. When Chen Bitong's force was released, it would be the perfect time for them to strike! As for Chen Chuan's life or death, that wasn't something they needed to consider.
When Chen Chuan heard this shout, he saw that the Second Self suddenly showed signs of being affected by a phantom. His eyes flashed, and he held his sword backward, meeting Chen Bitong's fist descending from the sky with his own punch, gripping his fingers tightly.
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(End of Chapter)
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