Chapter 558: Fragmentation Force
Chapter 558: Fragmentation Force
Chen Chuan's focus was primarily on Chen Bitong, when suddenly, a bright light appeared before him, causing his spiritual perception to blur momentarily, briefly losing his connection with the outside world.
Having experienced something similar before, he instantly realized he had been pulled into a rift.
However, this didn't deter him from continuing his offensive. Even as the light and the collapsing building's dust merged, he could vaguely discern the silhouette amidst the smoke and flickering glow. He took a step forward, his body moving through the swirling dust and flashing light, throwing a punch directly at his opponent.
A faintly glowing hand emerged from the dust, blocking the incoming fist's path. As the two were about to make contact, the attacking fist suddenly transformed into a palm, slipping past his hand and pressing inward, attempting to push the arm back.
His opponent reacted swiftly, raising their arm to block with their elbow, and the two collided, causing a burst of force.
At this close range, they exchanged several moves in quick succession, their movements and the release of force continuously stirring the frenzied air currents and swirling dust, the roaring and blasting sounds echoing continuously.
But just then, Chen Chuan suddenly saw his second self flicker, as if an unknown spiritual power was being transmitted from a distant place.
The light in one direction seemed brighter than elsewhere, followed by a loud rumble, and a massive, glowing cavity suddenly formed there.
Not only that, but as the cavity appeared, Chen Bitong's spirit seemed to undergo a transformation, as if connected to that place, both parties seemingly attracting each other, with a growing intensity of merging.
The opposing force also grew, and after another exchange, Chen Chuan raised his head, meeting Chen Bitong's gaze, and his eyes narrowed.
A cold and crazed expression appeared on half of his face, while the eye on the half-mask remained calm.
The force from the opposing side suddenly erupted, and Chen Chuan didn't directly block it. Instead, he cautiously retreated a few steps, and at that moment, another gust of wind blew, blurring both their figures in the dust and bright light.
Chen Bitong's voice came from across the dust, "He's come for me, Captain Chen. If I do something extreme, please stop me. If I can't control myself, then kill me."
As he spoke, his voice started normally, but towards the end, it gradually lost its intonation and emotion, as if he was just speaking out of habit.
Chen Chuan waved his hand, brushing away the dust, and looked again, but this time, he felt like he was seeing a different person, even though Chen Bitong's appearance hadn't changed, his spiritual essence seemed to have undergone a fundamental transformation.
Considering his previous statement, Chen Chuan realized that his body might have been occupied or infected by that "He," but it wasn't completely replaced yet, so this was the moment to stop it.
Without hesitation, he swiftly leaped forward, reaching out to grab at his abdomen.
Chen Bitong felt a tearing sensation inside his body, as if something was stirring within, causing his body to pause.
But the string void force immediately countered, solidifying his internal muscles and tendons, and with a twist of force, the thing inside was blocked, unable to bite through.
Even though it was suppressed, there was still a momentary pause, and during this pause, Chen Chuan seized the opportunity to rush forward, reaching out and grabbing his wrist. A grasping force infiltrated his body.
Chen Bitong let out a low roar, and his inner string void force countered, blocking the incoming force. His other hand rose, emitting a faint glow, and punched towards Chen Chuan.
However, this time, Chen Chuan didn't dodge. He raised his hand to block, and with a loud bang, he blocked the glowing palm, not retreating even half a step!
Chen Bitong paused, his gaze falling on the deep, calm eyes.
Chen Chuan withstood the punch, and at that moment, his second self almost completely faded from view, his overall endurance reduced by two-fifths, capable of withstanding at most two punches. But even that was enough!
He swiftly countered, clapping his hands together, grabbing Chen Bitong's arms, and the grasping force surged into him, causing his body to shake. The internal force guarding his body momentarily lost its balance, and the whiskered myth inside his body let out a howl, writhing.
Chen Chuan pulled him, dragging him away from the glowing cavity, and after retreating a few steps, he spun and threw him to the ground with a fierce back throw.
At that moment, a deep and trembling roar emerged from Chen Bitong's chest, as if he wasn't just one person, but something else, and even his entire body seemed to emit a faint light.
Chen Chuan remained unmoved, and with a loud bang, he smashed his fist into Chen Bitong's head, the force surging into his brain.
The force was powerful, but it wasn't unstoppable.
To bring this force from that world, one needed to gather enough spiritual consciousness. If one's mind couldn't concentrate, it was impossible to achieve this, unless the opponent was already a martial artist.
After that strike, Chen Bitong's head shook violently, but his body seemed to undergo some kind of transformation. His head remained unharmed despite the impact of his open-hand force, but the faint light on his body dissipated for a moment.
Yet, in the next instant, it reappeared on his palm, attempting to grab Chen Chuan's arm. The latter responded with another punch, causing another pause.
Chen Chuan's eyes flashed, and in a split second, he separated his hands, grabbing the other's arms with one on each side. With a twist of his hands, he unleashed the capture force without any hesitation.
As the sound of cracking filled the air, he directly broke both of the other's arms, and the light above his palm immediately dissipated.
He turned around and approached Chen Bitong's front, kneeling on top of him. His fist then landed heavily, and a glimmer of light flashed in Chen Bitong's eyes, but it was quickly extinguished as he was stunned by the blow.
Subsequently, he unleashed punch after punch, relentlessly striking him. Each time, he smashed the head that tried to lift back down, and the thunderous explosive vibrations echoed continuously within the rift.
After an unknown number of punches, when he raised his hand again, a faint voice came from below.
"Stop it."
Chen Chuan felt that his aura had returned to its previous state, and the unstable mental ripples had also calmed down. Most importantly...
He glanced to the side, and at some point, the hole emitting strong light had disappeared without him noticing.
He slowly lowered his hand, stood up, and stepped back.
To his surprise, the whiskered myth had also returned from the other's body, seemingly having consumed something, and was now peacefully sleeping. A slight movement stirred in his heart.
Chen Bitong lay there, struggling to catch his breath. "Captain Chen, aren't you afraid that I'll fight back once I recover?"
Chen Chuan stood there, looking at him. "If I can defeat Teacher Chen once, I can defeat you a second time."
A trace of admiration appeared in Chen Bitong's eyes, along with a hint of melancholy. After a while, his broken hands gradually healed, and he propped himself up.
At this moment, Chen Chuan suddenly heard footsteps and the clatter of armor from a distance.
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The current location should be the central area of the rift. Since someone from the former imperial court had been here not long ago, and it hadn't been long since they left, the direction they pointed to should be the convergence ground. The people approaching now were undoubtedly from the former imperial court.
Indeed, after a while, figures emerged from the dust and light. Based on the weapons they carried, their identities were confirmed.
These people were the samurai and soldiers who had been waiting here earlier. After their previous attempts to charge into the rift had failed, they were no longer in a hurry to rush in and were waiting for reinforcements from behind.
This rift had been confirmed from the beginning to lead to the interior of the central city, and it was the most stable of all the current rifts. They would not give up this place so easily.
Since there was an unexplained commotion in the middle of the rift, they must have come to investigate.
Chen Chuan turned around, facing the direction from which the people were coming. After a while, rows of armored soldiers and a few samurai gradually emerged from the light and dust.
They immediately spotted Chen Chuan standing in front, but before they could react, a powerful mental shockwave hit them.
These soldiers were as if struck by a hammer, losing consciousness on the spot. As the sound of bodies falling to the ground echoed, the approaching people quickly lay sprawled on the ground.
Chen Chuan turned to look at Chen Bitong, seeing that he was still recovering. He then glanced at the opposite side and walked towards it.
After several dozen steps, he felt like he had passed through a thin boundary, and a thin mist appeared before him. He took a few more steps and looked out through the mist.
It was then that he discovered that the exit of this side of the rift was located at the top of a high ridge, with a mountain path leading downward.
When he looked further into the distance, his expression froze. Below the mountain was a dense military camp.
Despite the dense vegetation of the convergence ground and the mist's cover, he couldn't see the exact number, but the vastness of the camp was evident.
This was... the former imperial court's army?
At this moment, a team seemed to have noticed the commotion above and was pointing upwards while some quickly made their way up the mountain.
He thought for a moment, then turned back into the rift.
Chen Bitong had already half-sat up, leaning against a long spear stuck in the ground.
Chen Chuan walked a few steps, saw his gilded helmet lying on the ground, bent down to pick it up, dusted it off, and walked over to hand it to him.
Chen Bitong took the gilded helmet, and under Chen Chuan's gaze, he put it back on, adjusting the brim. Then, meeting Chen Chuan's eyes, he said, "Captain Chen, what did you see?"
Chen Chuan nodded. "Teacher Chen, what are you trying to do? Can you explain now?"
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(End of Chapter)
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