Atlas of Heaven and Man

Chen Chuan's attack this time was fueled by immense power and speed. No matter how strong the technique, it had its limits. As long as the pressure was sufficient, it could be broken.

Almost as soon as the ground cracked, he appeared in front of Jian Chengsheng, slashing down with his blade.

Jian Chengsheng moved at the same time as he launched his attack. Before the blade's momentum could reach its peak, he stepped forward swiftly, raising his own sword to parry Xue Jun Dao with a clang.

However, the force from Xue Jun Dao came in wave after wave. The mutated tissue inside his body began to dissolve the power, and one could see the blue veins under his skin bulging.

Yet, this strike was not the end.

The first strike was blocked, and the second one slashed over with a whoosh.

As this strike was unleashed, Chen Chuan simultaneously released the restraint on the mutated tissue, instantly elevating his power and speed to another level.

Jian Chengsheng immediately sensed the danger. He spun his body swiftly, using all his strength to raise his sword and block. With another clang, he managed to defend.

But immediately following, Chen Chuan unleashed a third strike. This time, he activated the Furnace Breathing Method. As a scorching aura emanated, the blade's momentum increased again on top of the previous foundation.

Jian Chengsheng's expression was extremely solemn, and a faint light flickered in his eyes. This was a manifestation of his own spirit condensing to its limit. Under the guidance of the Self-God, he passively drew out the secret breathing technique of the Raging Tide Hall to unleash his potential.

The essence blood accumulated within his heart instantly spread throughout his entire body, filling every corner. He roared, and with a clang, he blocked the third strike as well. However, with a cracking sound, the solid ground beneath his feet developed cracks, and his entire body sank down a bit.

But Chen Chuan's attack did not end there. As the hands gripping the hilt leaned forward and back, the esoteric ritual imprinted on his skin suddenly activated. As the ritual's color rapidly faded, an even stronger force was added to the blade, erupting in an instant. He borrowed the force to spin his body and unleash a horizontal slash.

This strike had already broken through a certain limit in both power and speed, and the sound of wind and thunder echoed instantly.

Jian Chengsheng did not retreat at all. Instead, his eyes became exceptionally calm, revealing a tenacious and unyielding determination. Under the guidance of his highly condensed spirit, he squeezed and mobilized every bit of mutated tissue power in his body. The fusion of blood and breath within his body caused a rushing sound, like the surging of a tidal wave.

In that instant, time seemed to slow down. Watching Xue Jun Dao slowly approaching him, he felt as if he was carrying an immense burden, and the sword in his hand was also being pushed forward inch by inch.

The next moment, the weapons of the two sides met.

The Raging Tide Hall's sword techniques emphasized building momentum, with attacks like waves pushing forward one after another, and defense like a dark tide gathering and not erupting.

Different methods needed to be adopted to deal with different enemies. Now, he was using the Interlocking Stance, which was to only defend and not attack, enduring and accumulating power in wave after wave of defense, and finally reversing the tide with a single strike to achieve victory.

But the premise was that it must not be interrupted halfway. It required extremely high resilience, not only in physical fitness, but also emphasizing the power of the spirit.

As long as he was not killed by a single strike, he could persevere.

After Chen Chuan's strike landed, he was not greatly affected.

If Jian Chengsheng was still able to return the force of the counter-shock and traction when blocking the first three strikes, then this fourth strike was purely a block, hardly putting any pressure on him. So he had nothing to hesitate about. Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent's weapon was knocked open and the front door was wide open, he stepped forward and flicked upwards with his backhand.

Jian Chengsheng's mutated tissue had not yet been adjusted, and at this moment, he was unable to gather enough power. He couldn't even twist away to dodge, as if he was about to be slashed to death under the blade in the next moment.

However, under the stimulation of this life-and-death situation, a ray of light seemed to bloom on the sword that had been knocked upwards, and then a stream of energy poured into his body from there, and a force emerged out of thin air within his body.

He grabbed the hilt with both hands and slashed down violently, colliding with Chen Chuan's Xue Jun Dao, which was flicking upwards. In that instant, the place where the weapons of the two sides came into contact once again erupted with a thunderous roar. One could see obvious air waves spreading outwards from where the two were, and circles of dust were swept away.

As the power of the two sides pushed together, both of them were frozen in place at this moment.

But at this time, an abnormal phenomenon appeared on Jian Chengsheng's body. His hair bun had been scattered in the previous fight, but his hair seemed to have been stimulated in some way and grew longer. The muscles on his body also swelled a circle, and even more exaggeratedly, his figure grew taller. The originally spacious practice suit seemed to have become fitting.

The Third Limit combatant who had been paying attention to the battle behind him faintly revealed a eager look, and took a step forward involuntarily, muttering in a low voice:

"That's it, Seeing the Divine in the Blade!"

Those from the Ferris Wheel Company also saw the abnormality on Jian Chengsheng's body at this time, and a look of joy appeared on their faces, as if they had finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason they were able to invite Jian Chengsheng over was because there was a well-known secret technique in the Raging Tide Hall.

The predecessors of the Raging Tide Hall could leave their own mutated tissue and essence blood in the blade, so that the disciples could borrow the power to control the blade when they encountered life-threatening danger. But this could only be passed on to disciples who were truly valued.

And the master of the Raging Tide Hall, Feng Heshou, personally admitted that Jian Chengsheng was his most proud disciple in this generation, which was to tell them that this disciple also mastered this secret technique.

Once a sword-wielding disciple was forced to use this technique, his strength would increase accordingly, and the state of Divine Awareness, I Don't Know, even eliminated the possibility of the enemy killing him before this power could be exerted.

The Third Limit combatant was particularly excited at this moment, because Jian Chengsheng's current image and aura reminded him of Feng Heshou, the master of the Raging Tide Hall, whom he had once seen.

"If Mr. Jian Chengsheng has the power of Hall Master Feng He, then he will definitely be able to win!"

On the field, Chen Chuan also saw the change in Jian Chengsheng's image at this moment. This was fine, but the latter's domain seemed to have been stimulated in some way at this moment, and no longer consciously restrained as before, but suddenly opened up, and rose to a state where there were almost no gaps.

This feeling was like facing the Iron Demon that day, not to say that the domain was the same, but to say that the state of spiritual and physical peak was somewhat similar.

His eyes were deep and quiet. Even if this abnormality appeared, he was not affected by it. He even expected it in his heart. If the other party did not have any support, he would not have appeared in front of him like this.

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At this moment, he pushed his power outwards, and Jian Chengsheng borrowed the force to retreat outwards. After reaching a distance, he stretched his body and slowly re-adjusted the blade. He also shook his blade to re-adjust his breath.

At this time, he suddenly felt something and looked towards the blade, because there was a burst of thoughts coming from there, seeming to have an urgent desire for the other party's blade.

He raised his eyebrows slightly. During the previous cross-slashes, he collided with the other party's blade many times, but the things inside Xue Jun Dao did not move at all, and he did not absorb anything like last time. Why did it pop out now?

This made him feel that all the changes on the other party's body originated from the blade?

However, this thought only flashed through his mind. It was useless to delve into these things. No matter how the opponent changed, he only needed to maintain his own rhythm.

Jian Chengsheng stared intently at Chen Chuan in front of him. He originally thought that he could use his own strength to deal with this opponent, but the facts proved that he could not do it by himself. Then he could only rely on the power that his teacher Feng Heshou entrusted in the blade.

There was nothing shameful about this. Just like what he thought before, the battle of a combatant could use all the conditions that were beneficial to him, just to achieve victory.

Only the winner is qualified to face praise and criticism, the loser will have nothing.

The Raging Tide Hall emphasizes that the spirit is in front of the body. He has been walking on the road of spiritual cultivation in the past, and his body is limited by his ideas and age and has not yet reached the limit. However, under the stimulation of essence and blood, he has made up for his own shortcomings.

And with the blessing of Gao Tianyu's Jade Core, his spirit is also enough to control these, and there will be no uncoordinated situation, so at this moment, his body and spirit have both reached a nearly limit.

Even so, he did not take the initiative to send out even a single strike. The Interlocking Stance requires that either no strike is made, or the strike must determine the victory or defeat.

He calmed down, separated his feet slightly, stared at the figure in front of him, waiting for the opponent's next round of attack.

And in the rear, the person in charge of the Ferris Wheel attack team saw the current situation, and he turned to the person who sent Jian Chengsheng and asked: "Sir, should we move?"

The man thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "It's okay now."

They were not sure before whether Jian Chengsheng could really hold Chen Chuan back. If they couldn't stop him, Chen Chuan would turn around and deal with the people they sent as soon as they moved, which would only be a waste of manpower.

But now it seems that Jian Chengsheng has proved that he has this ability, then they don't have to worry too much. They can just sneak attack the rear, which can not only solve another target as soon as possible, but also distract Chen Chuan.

As soon as he nodded, the team leader immediately sent a signal. The Third Limit combatant standing in front immediately ran towards the front, and not only him, another Third Limit combatant who had been hiding in the rear and did not take action also ran towards the convoy where Director Lei and others were located.

It was impossible for Chen Chuan not to see this movement, but he glanced at it and took it back.

Although the other party had two people, Consultant Yao was not so easy to deal with. The Third Limit combatant had tenacious vitality. If there was not a big difference, it would not be difficult to persist for a while without hesitating to use essence blood and divine will. He would solve this as soon as possible, so he tightened the hilt of the knife with his five fingers and looked at his opponent again.

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