Atlas of Heaven and Man

Tan Wang constantly weaved and dodged through the incoming flashes of blades. He discovered that Chen Chuan's swordplay possessed both power and speed, but lacked skill. This allowed him to use his own experience to maneuver and evade, rather than directly confronting the attacks.

Only when he couldn't avoid it would he choose to resist with his limbs and body. Under the force of his energy, the muscles and the scales attached to them would wriggle for a while, dissolving the power from the blade to the lowest possible level.

Because the two were moving at extremely high speeds, the sounds of attacks, parries, and collisions echoed almost continuously, with the vast rain curtain constantly being shattered and broken through.

Sometimes, before the rain that had exploded in one direction could fall back down, another circle would burst open on the other side. Between them, one could see the forcibly smashed-open paths of movement, rising and falling one after another.

Meanwhile, thunder roared in the sky, and lightning flashed continuously. One moment it illuminated their figures, and the next they were gone, leaving only the mud on the ground exploding together with the grass stalks.

Or was this his true strength?

No, that's impossible.

He didn't notice that when he began to feel anxious and doubtful, it was often the first sign that his attention was failing to concentrate and his physical strength was beginning to decline.

Chen Chuan stared intently at the enemy in front of him. Only a dozen minutes had passed. Previously, he had lurked in the pit, resisting the boundless darkness and oppressive environment for at least an hour or more. This was nothing to him.

That surprise training had greatly improved his ability to withstand pressure. At least, the struggle in front of him could not shake his will even by a fraction.

Even if the overlapping time with the Second Self ran out, he could still continue to swing his sword firmly until the opponent in front of him fell, or he himself fell.

After fighting again for another ten minutes or so, Tan Wang felt that something was wrong. His body seemed to be unable to keep up with his reactions at times. Although they were all compensated for by experience, he still felt that something was wrong.

He knew that this should be due to the implanted body.

Implanted bodies often cause a decrease in combat power due to incompatibility with the main body. Originally, the Secret Serpent Sect had its own specialized implanted body doctors and its own implanted body cultivation room. Everyone had an implanted body corresponding to themselves.

It was just that his original implanted bodies were almost all destroyed by He Xiaoxing, especially the offensive limbs, which were severely damaged. This forced him to change to a set.

In order to improve his combat power, he simply used an upgraded version this time. However, due to adaptation reasons, that set was still being cultivated, so he temporarily used a set of general-purpose ones as a compromise.

Naturally, there would be no problems with using a general-purpose implanted body for a short period of time, but now, after a long period of confrontation, there was a sense of stagnation.

Perhaps taking medicine at this time could temporarily overcome it, but not to mention that the medicine was not on him, even if it was, he would not be allowed to do so now.

The two sides were currently in a state of intense fighting, and they were very sensitive to every subtle movement. As soon as the problem here appeared, Chen Chuan immediately felt the difference. He found that Tan Wang's rhythm had become slightly disordered, and there was no longer the stability of the beginning.

This undoubtedly illustrated one thing.

The opponent's condition was declining!

At the same time, he realized that even he had noticed this, so there was no reason for Tan Wang himself not to know. Then he would definitely try to recover or find a way to break the situation.

The change might come later, but it might also come in the next moment.

He couldn't help but raise his attention.

However, Tan Wang did not make any changes immediately. He obviously had rich combat experience and was patiently coping, wanting to drag it out first, perhaps there was still a chance to make the opponent impatient and reveal a flaw.

However, when facing an opponent who almost had no impatience or recklessness, he could not wait for a turning point for a long time, and he could only choose to make a change first.

His arm then braced against a slash of the blade again. In the past, he would try to deflect the sword's momentum through muscle wriggling and the hardness of the scales themselves, but this time there was a new change.

At the moment of contact with the blade, the veins on his arm wriggled, the skin there suddenly broke open, and there appeared snake whip-like limbs inside, which wrapped around the blade one after another and firmly entangled it.

After seeing this, Chen Chuan's expression froze, but he did not immediately choose to snatch it. Instead, he let go of the hilt, and the person moved forward, suddenly cheating into the inner circle, and launched a fierce attack on Tan Wang. The latter just greeted him with one hand, and simply resisted those hit parts with his body.

Although Chen Chuan's strength was good, even a little higher than him, he himself had high-tenacity mutated muscles, which could easily dissipate such punches and kicks, and it was difficult to pose too much of a threat to him. The key was that as long as he could control this knife, it would be much easier to fight.

Seeing that a few attacks were not very useful, Chen Chuan immediately changed his offensive style. After a punch attacking the face was blocked, he immediately turned his fist into a palm, and buckled Tan Wang's wrist and pulled it back. The latter felt a force penetrating inward, and immediately the muscles tightened and turned, breaking his fingers open.

At this time, Chen Chuan's left hand sank, grabbed the middle of the blade with a snap, and while turning his waist and pulling, his right hand opened and went straight to Tan Wang's face.

Tan Wang felt that the blade that had been entangled was being pulled by him. Naturally, he refused to let go. Under the struggle, his center of gravity also tilted forward, and seeing that the palm was coming extremely fast, almost touching his face.

His snake pupils shrank, as if he felt danger. At this time, he leaned his head back, and the neck muscles wriggled for a while, and actually lengthened a section out of thin air, and the entire head was almost folded to the back, so as to avoid this blow, and then he started again to block, parrying Chen Chuan's palm.

If someone were standing behind him at this moment, they would see a faint smile spreading across his upturned face.

He was no longer anxious; once Chen Chuan's offensive ended, he would immediately use the Secret Snake Entanglement Technique of the Secret Snake Sect, utilizing the high flexibility of his limbs and partially modified joints to capture his opponent.

Once he succeeded, unless the opponent's strength far exceeded his, they would only be entangled to death.

Chen Chuan also sensed that this kind of entanglement was very disadvantageous to him, because in his unarmed state, he did not pose enough of a lethal threat to Tan Wang.

As long as the latter withstood his pressing attacks, he would definitely use his rich close-combat fighting skills to fight against him, which would inevitably lead him into a passive position, making it difficult to control the direction of the battle.

At this time, he did not stubbornly push forward, but quickly adapted, lifting his knee and kicking out.

When the attack was blocked, he also borrowed strength to retreat, his body slightly lowered, his hands reaching down, grabbing the knife handle together.

As his feet moved, he simultaneously twisted his waist, and then suddenly swung the knife upwards.

This time, with the layers of mutated tissue throughout his body pushing, the force was so great that the mud under his feet sank.

Tan Wang felt a surge of powerful force coming over, his expression slightly changed.

If he didn't release the knife, it was very likely that his whole body would be lifted up.

Even if he could stand still, in a head-on confrontation, most of the general-purpose snake limbs would be severed.

Realizing that he might not be able to lock the knife, he simply gave up, releasing the snake limbs, and then he spun around in place, his body coiling like a snake, before lunging forward, suddenly pouncing at Chen Chuan, his hands open, ready to grab his waist and legs.

At this moment, Chen Chuan's hands were raised, leaving a large opening, and there was no time to block.

As long as he stepped forward to entangle him, he would be able to achieve his original goal.

But unexpectedly, Chen Chuan still had strength at this time, and he took a step back in time, his wrist flicking backwards, while his body sank downwards, aiming the narrow knife handle downwards and thrusting it.

Tan Wang narrowed his eyes and had to dodge to the side, while Chen Chuan twisted his waist, driving his arm, and then turned his wrist again, following the direction of his dodge with a horizontal slash.

Tan Wang had to do a horizontal flip to avoid this attack.

Chen Chuan swung the long knife away with one hand, forcing Tan Wang back, and then slowly retracted the knife again, holding it steadily with both hands, the tip of the knife pointing at his opponent.

Tan Wang's face was slightly unsightly, as he had returned to the previous rhythm.

In this case, he could only choose the method he didn't want to use originally.

By stimulating the mutated tissue through a certain breathing method, his combat power could be temporarily improved, but he himself could withstand it, while the general-purpose implant might not be able to.

However, even if he didn't do this, the implant might not be able to last long, and he believed that he had just figured out Chen Chuan's limit, and only needed to increase his combat power slightly to be enough for him to end the battle.

So he stretched out his hands, and the energy valves in his body suddenly opened.

Chen Chuan suddenly saw that Tan Wang's back and chest were suddenly accelerating their undulations, and his eyes began to become bloodshot, and he immediately realized that the other party should be taking the method of stimulating the mutated tissue.

This should be the opponent's final trump card, and if that's the case, then it's almost time.

He took a long breath, and started to circulate the Furnace Breathing Method.

In an instant, all the energy accumulated over the past month was released from the mutated tissue under the combined effect of internal and external breathing, and transmitted to his limbs and bones.

His body instantly became scorching hot, and a large amount of white mist rose from his body, mixing with the rainwater.

Under the blowing of the strong wind, it seemed to be rotating and rising!

He slightly lowered his center of gravity, and suddenly rushed forward, followed by a blade of light splitting the rain!

Tan Wang was horrified, because Chen Chuan's speed at this time had soared even more than before, he could hardly see clearly, and could only rely on his senses to dodge and pull away.

However, the blade of light chased after him like a rolling snowball, forcing him to block with his arm, but at the moment of contact, he suddenly felt a lightness in a certain part of his body.

His pupils shrank sharply, and his body retreated rapidly.

Chen Chuan stood in place without chasing, just shook the blade, and then heard a "plop", and saw an arm falling from the air.

With this slash just now, he used the heavy slash knife force that he had never used before in combination with the Furnace Breathing Method.

At this moment, after the force was poured into the Snow Monarch Knife, the knife also vibrated slightly.

Tan Wang's breathing became rapid, and the wound quickly closed under the wriggling of the muscles, but losing an arm not only greatly reduced his combat power, but also affected his balance, and the implant became even more incompatible due to the series of violent uses just now.

At this time, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the world suddenly became as bright as day.

In the blurred vision, he saw Chen Chuan walking towards him with a knife, his whole person seemed to be shrouded in swirling white mist, his face was no longer clear, and countless raindrops fell on the blade, shattering into tiny droplets of water.

At this moment, the idea of escaping from here could not help but sprout in his mind, and then that figure disappeared from the spot again.

He hurriedly retreated, but the lack of balance and the decline in physical strength led to a slower speed than before.

With a whoosh, a huge gash was cut open in front of his chest and abdomen, and he staggered when he landed, and then bent over and squatted down, while a large amount of blood and tissue fluid was sprayed on the ground.

He propped himself up on the ground, then covered his abdomen, barely stood up, and stumbled outwards.

Chen Chuan inserted the Snow Monarch Knife into the ground, strode forward, reached out and grabbed Tan Wang's hair, pulled it back, making his face look up.

He clenched a fist in one hand, slowly raised it high, and said: "Teacher Tan, remember when you asked me if I would be willing to go to the Central City as your servant…"

The raised fist suddenly fell, heavily hitting Tan Wang's face, several teeth flew out with blood.

"This is my answer!"

Tan Wang laughed hehehe at this time, seemingly mocking something.

Seeing this, Chen Chuan's fist fell again, one punch after another, he kept punching, smashing Tan Wang's facial bones and teeth, leaving only a pile of烂糊.

After completely losing consciousness, he let go, letting him fall into a puddle of mud mixed with rainwater.

He stood there, slowly adjusting his breathing.

As a wisp of white mist exhaled, his scorching body gradually calmed down.

He looked up at the sky, feeling the gradually weakening rain, this storm was about to end.

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