Chapter 634: The Great Sunlight
Chapter 634: The Great Sunlight
Yajian Hong now held only a short blade in his hand, his gaze fixed on Chen Chuan, his chest heaving slightly with a mixture of astonishment, excitement, and apprehension. His emotions were a complex blend of tension and anticipation as he faced a formidable opponent. With a swift turn of his wrist, he solemnly assumed a stance, the short blade glinting in his grip.
Chen Chuan tore off the damaged sleeve of his robe, then strode forward with purpose. The Iron Body Technique coursed through his body, making him nearly invulnerable, and his approach was intimidating.
As Chen Chuan drew near, Yajian Hong's breath quickened, his blood surging through his veins. His nostrils flared, and his pupils dilated.
With a sudden step forward, the tip of Yajian Hong's blade flashed with a sharp white mist, reaching Chen Chuan's face in an instant.
Chen Chuan tilted his head, simultaneously reaching out to seize Yajian Hong's wrist.
Having suffered a loss in close-quarters combat, Yajian Hong was now on guard, swiftly retreating sideways while using his blade to control the distance between them. The previous exchange had been a mental shock, accelerating the fusion of the spirits attached to his body. His movements were noticeably faster than before.
However, he couldn't change the unfavorable situation before him, especially with Chen Chuan's relentless close-range assault. All he could do was dodge and retreat, while Chen Chuan, with the Iron Body Technique flowing smoothly, was nearly impervious to blade strikes and had grappling skills, making it impossible for Yajian Hong to mount an effective counterattack.
This realization made Yajian Hong increasingly anxious. He knew that continuing like this would lead to certain defeat; he needed greater strength to overcome his opponent.
Under this determination, everything aligned with his immediate needs. Physical injuries and the expenditure of life force were of no concern.
As he abandoned these considerations, a valve within his body seemed to open, releasing an innate resistance. Within a few breaths, his eyes turned crimson, and tiny pores appeared on his skin, emitting thin strands of red mist.
Almost simultaneously, his strength and speed surged, and his movements became fierce as he unleashed a barrage of techniques.
Chen Chuan could feel the sting on his skin whenever he came into contact with the red mist during their exchanges.
On the other side, Shiyuan Ba leaned on his blade, half-kneeling. The dizziness in his head prevented him from standing, but it didn't stop him from observing the fight.
He noticed the increasing speed of their exchanges, making it impossible to discern individual moves. However, he could see the red mist swirling around Yajian Hong, creating fleeting red bands in the air as he moved, which expanded outward.
Shiyuan Ba was startled. "Is this... the Moonlight Technique?"
The Moonlight Technique was comparable to the Heart Path in terms of skill. During combat, the user's transformed body emitted a special substance that constantly eroded the opponent's spirit within its range.
This forced the opponent to be on high alert, as the substance could infiltrate through any opening, affecting the transformed body and causing laziness. If left untreated, the situation would become increasingly difficult to reverse.
However, this technique required a certain level of physical cultivation, and as far as Shiyuan Ba knew, none of the disciples in the Dawnlight Pavilion had mastered it. He could guess the reason for the similar aura to his teacher's; it was likely due to the influence of the attached spiritual power.
As Chen Chuan defended against the relentless spiritual assault, he also sensed Yajian Hong's increasing speed and the growing power in his punches and kicks. There seemed to be no limit to his strength, and at this rate, it wouldn't be long before he overwhelmed Chen Chuan.
Understanding this, Chen Chuan didn't hold back. He took a deep breath, and his aura became scorching, with wisps of white mist rising from his body.
The moment he employed the Furnace Breathing Technique, Chen Chuan surged forward, launching an all-out attack. This time, he didn't use grappling techniques but instead unleashed a barrage of Standard Fighting moves, pummeling Yajian Hong with powerful punches and kicks like a raging storm.
The red mist surrounding Yajian Hong thickened as he desperately blocked and deflected Chen Chuan's onslaught. Meanwhile, the spiritual power supporting him continued to bolster his strength, speed, and skill, refining his initially clumsy Heart Power.
Chen Chuan's spirit soared as he faced Yajian Hong's attacks head-on, using each clash to refine his own Heart Power.
The collisions between them shook the very fabric of the space, causing the entire biological field to tremble incessantly.
Shiyuan Ba, fearing being caught in the crossfire, struggled to retreat to the rear. As for the others on the ground, he couldn't spare them any attention; he lacked the energy to do so. Fortunately, they all lay at the entrance, outside the main area of the fight.
In the midst of the battle, Chen Chuan and Yajian Hong engaged in an intense exchange for three to four minutes. Typically, a fighter's bout would end within minutes, especially at such a high intensity. This level of combat took a significant toll on their stamina and spirit.
Chen Chuan and Utiko were both well-supported, and rather than weakening from their intense battle, their auras grew stronger. A white and a red mist collided and swirled around each other, creating a mesmerizing dance.
Chen Chuan felt exhilarated; he rarely encountered opponents who could match him head-on without backing down. With each clash, he could sense his heart power being tempered, and his spiritual clarity heightened.
After several more minutes, a burst of light flashed in his eyes, and he unleashed a powerful punch.
As he threw the punch, his entire arm was enveloped in a white mist.
Yajian Hong seemed to sense something in his spirit even before Chen Chuan's fist was thrown. His eyes narrowed, and instead of blocking as he had done before, he sidestepped.
In that instant, the fist grazed past his body, leaving a burst of blood mist on his skin, while a white mist burst from the direction of the punch, accompanied by a series of rumbling thunderous sounds.
His body reacted instinctively, and under this extreme stimulation, his spirit within soared. A subtle spiritual light shone through his eyes, and the red mist surrounding his body intensified.
At that moment, a third-limit Dawnlight Pavilion disciple, who had been half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head, lunged forward, and drew his sword, aiming a strike at Chen Chuan's side.
With their skills, it was difficult to predict each other's movements, but the angle of this strike was perfect.
Chen Chuan glanced at him and casually threw a punch in response, hitting the blade directly. Instantly, a white mist surged from the sword, causing it to shatter segment by segment, followed by the explosion of the wielder's arms, and then the transformed tissues and muscles within his body.
The disciple's body, now a bloody mess, flew backward and landed in an unrecognizable state.
Chen Chuan clenched his fist, and white mist seeped out from between his fingers.
This was the heart power he had just comprehended, incorporating the explosive force taught by Chen Bitong and some techniques from the Cloud-Busting Fist.
Most importantly, he had seamlessly integrated his spirit into the force's operation, allowing him to unleash a powerful and pure impact in an instant.
If Yajian Hong had chosen to withstand the punch instead of dodging, his point of contact would have been shattered. If the force had not been dissipated in time, his body would have suffered the same fate as his fellow disciple, torn apart by the force.
Taking advantage of Chen Chuan's engagement with his junior, Yajian Hong retreated further, seemingly wary of the displayed power. He didn't launch another attack but instead clasped his hands and emitted a peculiar sound from his mouth.
Simultaneously, Shiyuan Ba and the other two third-limit fighters from Dawnlight Pavilion suddenly felt a loss of control over their bodies.
One of the disciples immediately leaped forward toward Chen Chuan, and as he did, blood beads seeped from his skin, indicating his desperate attempt to squeeze out his body's potential and vitality.
Shiyuan Ba had taken a step forward but managed to restrain himself due to his deeper cultivation, his face turning red as he struggled against the force within. The other disciple also seemed to sense the danger but was unable to resist for long.
Chen Chuan observed that this disciple's situation was almost identical to the previous one. He glanced at Yajian Hong across from him, recalling Taru's earlier words, and muttered, "Great Sunlight..."
Dawnlight Pavilion emphasized the utilization of field spirit. Once a fighter reached a certain level, they could master a secret art known as "Great Sunlight."
When activated, an invisible field would emanate from the fighter, affecting the transformed tissues of their opponent. This had some similarities to the Solitary Stream Pavilion's Double Strength, but without the need for physical contact.
Under the influence of this field and spiritual power, the transformed tissues of the opponent would suffer more pressure and damage the longer they resisted, quickly leading to necrosis. Although the fighter could restore themselves with their essence, it was a passive state.
Another effect of this secret art was its influence on fellow disciples. Once triggered, even if they lost consciousness, their transformed tissues would be compelled, turning them into puppets of the initiator.
As Chen Chuan saw the disciple rushing towards him, he raised a finger and tapped it on the disciple's forehead, causing him to tremble and take several steps back.
This time, Chen Chuan seemed to refrain from using the same force as before, and his move appeared casual.
The Dawnlight Pavilion disciple didn't seem to suffer significant damage. After retreating a few steps, he attempted to charge forward again. However, as he took two steps forward, his body emitted a series of explosions from within, and he collapsed, convulsing on the ground.
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(End of Chapter)
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