Atlas of Heaven and Man

Inside the bus, Teacher Bai looked serious. He noticed Wei Wusheng intentionally moving towards him and couldn't help but loosen his collar.

Although capturing Wei Wusheng wasn't his responsibility, and he had no interest in interfering, Wei Wusheng's approach felt like a blatant disregard for his presence.

Just then, he sensed something and looked outside, spotting a man with his hands in his pockets standing under a streetlight, looking like a hoodlum. However, after exchanging a glance with him and smiling, he disappeared.

Teacher Bai's eyes narrowed. This was clearly another Third Threshold expert, but his identity was unknown. It was very likely he was an accomplice of Wei Wusheng.

In that case, he couldn't act rashly. He immediately said to the students in the bus, "The bus has been modified. Everyone stay inside the bus, within my line of sight."

Meanwhile, the destruction that had been rolling closer to the bus was about ten meters away when, with a loud boom and a cloud of dust, accompanied by the sound of a blade and hammer clashing, the momentum was forcibly stopped.

As the smoke and dust gradually dispersed outwards and settled, the figures of two people became clearly visible. Chen Chuan and Wei Wusheng stood face to face, the Snow Monarch Blade and the hammer's face pressed against each other as if in a contest of strength.

After a moment, a metallic grinding sound came from the point of contact between the hammer face and the blade, and slight tremors appeared. Under the force of the pressure, both sides pushed each other back, landing and using the remaining force to step back several paces.

Despite it just being a normal attempt to create distance, under the influence of excessive force and speed, both men were pushed back seventeen or eighteen meters.

At that moment, where they had just passed, a creaking and grinding sound came. The upper half of a box truck slowly slid down, landing on the ground with a bang, the cross-section revealing a smooth cut.

Further behind, a bus with two flat tires slowly tipped to one side, crashing down with a boom. Amidst the cloud of dust, countless shards of glass and debris bounced and scattered across the ground.

Chen Chuan and Wei Wusheng stared at each other, simultaneously regulating their breathing.

What seemed like a mere twenty seconds of fighting involved rapid movement, collisions of force, and the dissipation and propulsion of energy, all of which caused their respective mutated organizations to mobilize at a high intensity. It was like a tightly drawn string, and both were taking advantage of the situation to adjust.

The students in the bus were all dry-mouthed and their hearts were racing. They knew they weren't too far from the two, but they were all seasoned fighters, and even now, they could watch the two people just over ten meters away with relative composure.

Thanks to recent events, everyone had heard of Wei Wusheng's name, but the other… Student Chen… This person didn't say much on the academy platform. It felt like, apart from having a decent appearance, there was nothing too special about him.

They never imagined that this student, who usually behaved so discreetly, would actually be a Third Threshold fighter!

Tan Zhi was even more shocked, but suddenly his head throbbed, and he couldn't help but cover it with his hand. Then, fragmented scenes from the cruise ship appeared in his mind.

He suddenly understood something… Could it be that at that time it was…

Chen Chuan held the blade with both hands, the blade placed along the center line, his eyes fixed on Wei Wusheng. In terms of pure strength, he didn't seem to be able to overpower him in this state, and was even quite a bit weaker. The previous attacks mainly relied on the bonus brought by high-speed movement; a simple horizontal slash wouldn't have been so powerful.

Although the speed was similar at the beginning, he found that Wei Wusheng's speed seemed to increase continuously with his attacks.

No, that should have been his original strength, gradually adapting and recovering under pressure.

This was understandable. People who practice horizontal strength training are slow to enter the state, but their endurance and adaptability are quite astonishing.

With his current physical state, it was no longer enough to fight the enemy in front of him, and he might even be suppressed in the subsequent battle.

If that's the case, then…

A light flashed in his eyes. Under the guidance of his will, he released the limits of his own state.

In that instant, everything around him suddenly became clearer. Every change in light and shadow, every speck of dust floating in the air, and even all the sounds and changes in the surrounding things could be clearly captured by him. And when his consciousness began to concentrate, the entire world suddenly slowed down.

He turned his hands and calmly raised the long blade to the side of his head.

As he made this movement, everything around him seemed to be still. He stared at Wei Wusheng's position, stepped forward, and at the same time, flicked the long blade placed in front of him upwards!

Teacher Bai was originally watching the two sides, guarding against possible threats, but at this moment, he only felt a blur before his eyes, and he seemed to hear a rapid collision sound in his ears. When he looked clearly again, the scene presented in front of him made his eyes suddenly widen.

Chen Chuan stood sideways, the hilt of the blade held at his waist, the long blade in front of him stabbed into Wei Wusheng's abdomen, a section of the blade protruding from his back!

"What?!"

Teacher Bai looked at the scene in front of him with great shock. What happened in that instant? He couldn't capture any of Chen Chuan's movements at all!

The students behind him all let out a series of rapid breaths and exclamations.

Chen Chuan slightly turned his body, focusing on the tall figure of Wei Wusheng in front. Fresh blood flowed down from the latter's neck, and there was a long, diagonal cut across his chest, exposing the flesh beneath.

In that instant just now, he had unleashed a total of six strikes, originally intending to use his sudden burst of speed to directly decapitate Wei Wusheng.

That way, no matter how strong the opponent's physical conditioning was, it wouldn't be able to be used.

However, just as he was about to sever his head, Wei Wusheng suddenly erupted with a reaction and speed far exceeding what he had shown before, using his hammer to timely block the slash of the blade, and then successively blocking the remaining attacks, only failing to evade the final thrust.

Or rather... it could be said that this was intentional.

He could feel the blade becoming restricted within the opponent's body, entangled by a flexible and viscous force, as if it was completely locked in place by muscles and internal mutated tissues.

After a moment of seeming pause, the hammer suddenly slammed down!

Chen Chuan looked at the hammer face falling from above, knowing that if he didn't abandon his blade and dodge at this moment, then the hammer would fall and smash onto his head and body. This scene was almost a re-enactment of what happened on the cruise ship that day.

However, just as the hammer fell halfway, before its full power could be unleashed, he twisted his waist and back, and with a backhand, supported upwards, releasing an extremely resilient force that actually held up the hammer head, preventing it from falling.

While resisting, he inevitably endured the downward rushing force that could almost crush everything, but the mutated tissues in his body pulled and transformed layer by layer, continuously dispersing and unloading this force.

It could be seen that Wei Wusheng's strike was a gathering of his entire body's strength, while he used a small force to overcome a large one, perfectly dissipating the power within. This was the result of his skill training over the past few months.

Next, he only needed to take advantage of the internal emptiness when his opponent's power was released, mobilizing the mutated tissues within his body that had not yet been used to counterattack. Whether it was drawing the knife to slash again or further expanding the wound, both were possible.

But before he could launch his attack, another flexible force suddenly came from the hammer!

These two forces were connected unexpectedly, almost before the previous force had completely ended, the next one arrived.

Under the very sudden pressure of this force, he immediately mobilized another set of mutated tissues, originally intended for attack, to dissipate it.

But although his body was not damaged, his figure was shortened downwards, and his feet continued to sink.

He immediately realized that something was wrong. Wei Wusheng wanted to pin him to the spot. If he didn't solve this problem, he would be embedded into the ground, encountering the same predicament as You Xing back then.

His eyes remained calm, but the hand holding the Snow Monarch Blade trembled slightly. At the same time, the blade of the Snow Monarch Blade also trembled in response.

Wei Wusheng immediately felt that this blade seemed to have come alive in an instant, and the mutated tissues inside his body almost couldn't hold it in place, as if it would break free with just a slight relaxation.

His eyes sank, and at this moment, he made an astonishing move. His hands suddenly released the downward pressing hammer handle, actually abandoning this weapon, and with his hands outstretched, he grabbed towards Chen Chuan's shoulders in front.

Chen Chuan's eyes flashed, and a sense of warning rose in his heart. He didn't try to forcibly take the Snow Monarch Blade, but also released his hands, leaning backwards, and at the same time, taking Wei Wusheng's hammer into his hands as well. His figure seemed to only sway slightly, his posture hardly changing, and he instantly moved ten meters away.

He glanced at Wei Wusheng, who was standing there without chasing after him, and looked at the hammer in his hand. He wasn't familiar with how to use this thing, so he casually threw it aside.

Wei Wusheng then reached out and grabbed the blade, slowly pulling it out. Finally, he pulled the blade out of his body in one go. He also flicked his hand and threw the weapon away.

At this time, the wound in his abdomen that had been pierced through quickly healed. The injuries on his neck and forehead, apart from the remaining bloodstains, no longer showed any traces of being cut open.

Chen Chuan also noticed at this time that, compared to last time, Wei Wusheng was not only stronger, but also seemed to have an extra force in his body. This force was completely opposite to the previous one.

It didn't seem like a combatant separating and using the mutated tissues in different parts of his body in a skillful manner, but rather completely possessing another set of tissues. The power there was no less than that of his own body, as if there were two people living in his body.

However, these two forces seemed to be separated usually, as if they only completely merged together when his life was almost threatened just now.

He took off his wide-brimmed hat and placed it on the car hood, while reaching out to unbutton his collar. Since weapons were temporarily unusable, then he would use his fists and feet to solve it.

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