Atlas of Heaven and Man

Within the rift, wisps of flickering electricity danced, its scale nearly half again as large as before. Gusts of surging airflow rushed out from within, swirling the surrounding crimson rain skyward.

Chen Chuan and Chen Bitong stood on opposite ends of the rift, facing each other. The surging airflow whipped their military coats and hair, while the light from one side of the rift bathed most of their bodies and faces in a shimmering glow.

Fang Zhixin stood in the distance, watching the two reassume their stances, and couldn't help but feel a trace of worry for Chen Bitong.

Even before Chen Chuan had mastered that jing technique, he already exuded immense pressure. Especially the way his mental power had just swept across the field, disrupting the minds of all encroaching enemies, it had been a powerful shock to him.

Now that he possessed such a powerful technique, could Teacher really withstand it?

Even Yu Lie on the side felt the same way.

Logically, Chen Bitong was the one who needed to be defeated as quickly as possible, and Chen Chuan was the one he should be supporting. Yet, at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten his own position, instinctively feeling nervous for Chen Bitong.

Chen Chuan looked at the figure opposite him and said, "Then, Teacher Chen, please guide me."

As he spoke, he clenched his fist, exerted force from his feet, and charged forward. With a booming sound, his figure instantly traversed tens of meters, delivering a punch.

Chen Bitong didn't dodge. As the bricks beneath him shattered, he also leaned forward and met the attack with a palm!

This time, neither of them fully exerted their jing. However, before their fists and palms even made contact, the overflowing jing collided first, creating bursts of explosions in the air between them, which rippled outwards in circles.

This scene was almost identical to the battle between Chen Bitong and Lao Hu before.

Neither of them allowed their fists and palms to land squarely. After a moment of stalemate, they exchanged another punch, again only their jing colliding, producing dull thuds in the air.

While maintaining his palm strike, Chen Bitong looked up at him and said:

But the potential of the Zhou Yuan Jing Method was clearly more than that.

And all of this could be comprehended and realized through actual combat.

After a thought flashed through his mind, he continued to launch a continuous barrage of attacks towards Chen Bitong, while the latter kept blocking and parrying.

However, Chen Chuan was already stronger than him in terms of strength, and now that he had mastered Heart Jing, every punch he threw would unleash astonishing momentum, quickly overwhelming him in the situation.

Therefore, after only a few exchanges, he no longer chose to directly block. As Chen Chuan's fist came over again, he left behind an afterimage in place and disappeared into the rift.

Chen Chuan immediately spread out his mental power, trying to sense his location.

At this moment, Chen Bitong's voice came from all directions.

"Capturing with the mind also requires skill. If you simply use mental sensing, and then have to use your senses to confirm, there's a gap in between. By the time you find him, you've already missed the opportunity. Those two people made that mistake.

But when your mental power is strong enough, everything around you will be presented in your mind like a net. Any tremor or touch in any place will be noticed by you. You only need to focus on it and follow the transmission of your mind to find it in the first time, rather than using your senses to confirm, then you can find the target's location."

Hearing him say this, Chen Chuan immediately restrained his own senses and heightened his mental power.

To achieve this, the premise was that he himself had enough solid mental power. And after merging with the Second Self, he already had a sufficient foundation.

As he delved deeper into perception, a point that was significantly different from the surroundings emerged in his mind. Although it was difficult to capture while moving quickly, his senses were no longer disturbed by other afterimages.

At this moment, he turned around, and with a bang, his arm blocked a punch from Chen Bitong. The force of the rebound was then transmitted back, forcing the latter to retreat and disappear into the rift, while a voice came:

"That… is… how… it’s… done…"

Each time he said a word, he changed to a different direction, but Chen Chuan could accurately block his attack every time. And with each collision, he seemed to become more and more sensitive to capturing his mind. Later on, the point he could sense in his mind became clearer and clearer.

So, he quickly ended the passive situation and switched to actively seeking out the attack. Every time Chen Bitong's figure appeared in a certain place, he would definitely be the first to discover it and chase after him to launch an attack.

In fact, even if Nie Guanshan and Yang Can knew this trick just now, they wouldn't be able to do it. Because they didn't have his coordination ability and reaction speed, even if they could catch up with Chen Bitong once or twice, as long as the latter continued to shuttle back and forth a few more times, it would still be impossible to keep up.

After dodging several times in a row, Chen Bitong found that it was difficult to deal with Chen Chuan's pursuit under normal circumstances. So, in another collision of jing, he borrowed strength to leap backward, and then his figure disappeared.

In Chen Chuan's mental sensing, that point suddenly appeared in the sky, and he immediately looked up.

He saw Chen Bitong standing horizontally in the air, with his back to the bright red glow, posing a lithe boxing stance above. After a moment, he fell down, delivering a punch, and for a moment, the wind and thunder shook, but it was once again the Flying Dragon Fist jing that was unleashed!

Just now, he used this boxing technique to suppress three people alone, but now, it was all attacking Chen Chuan alone.

Chen Chuan did not evade at all, and met it with a punch. As the jing collided, he immediately felt layers of power pressing down, and his body paused slightly.

After a punch, Chen Bitong's figure suddenly flickered into several. This time, his body was in the air, and he no longer avoided direct confrontation. Every time his falling fists and feet made contact with his fists, the jing on them would have another layer of power after one layer, as if there was no end to it.

At this moment, Chen Chuan could feel that his jing was released, but none of them could hit solidly.

This was because this Flying Dragon Fist jing had a unique technique. After his jing was released, it could use the force to leap in the air, and by the way, dissolve the power, and then bombard it down again.

And every time, he had to really eat the jing from above, so Chen Bitong could only hit him, but he couldn't hurt the latter.

The reason why Nie Guanshan and Yang Can felt that even if they didn't lose by fighting like this, they wouldn't be able to handle him, so they were anxious to change the situation, and now it was him facing it alone.

But what those two people couldn't do didn't mean he couldn't do it.

After repelling him again, he raised his head, looked at the sky, and sensed with his mental power that enveloped the whole field, and instantly found his location.

This time, he didn't stay in place anymore, but borrowed the impact of the body slightly bowed, the center of gravity pressed down, and after a little accumulation of strength, he jumped up, and instantly entered the air, a punch carrying the momentum of breaking the sky and collapsing the clouds, straight to Chen Bitong's location!

Chen Bitong was at the highest point at this moment. Facing Chen Chuan's attack, he did not dodge, but leaned back, and turned over in the sky, punching down. As the fists touched, the rainwater in the air was instantly knocked open by a wave visible to the naked eye, and he turned over again, taking advantage of the momentum to leap to a higher place.

Chen Chuan's figure paused, and had to fall down, but before he completely fell, Chen Bitong had already resolved the jing on his fist. After pulling to the highest point, it seemed that he had jumped into the sunlight. As the light flashed, his figure suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared next to Chen Chuan, and attacked his back with a palm.

In mid-air, it was almost difficult for him to exert force, so it became a target to be attacked, so the rushing jump just now seemed to be an irrational act.

But Chen Chuan wanted Chen Bitong to think so. He knew that as long as the latter was in mid-air, he would have all the advantages and would not be caught anyway.

But instead of going up to catch him himself, it was better to let the other party come to him.

This palm directly bombarded his body, and the jing rushed into his body, but he made the Second Self bear it, while the heterogeneous tissue twisted layer by layer, and turned around in mid-air, and the two suddenly became face to face, and he stretched out his hands and grabbed Chen Bitong!

Before his hands could grab firmly, a force of jing had penetrated into the other party's body from the air.

Although he could not exert the force of Sanshou in the sky, he practiced Zhou Yuan Jing Method, and the characteristic of this jing method is that it can be changed or simulated into other jing at any time.

This time, he used the Capturing Jing!

And it was not a simple ordinary jing, but a Capturing Jing combined with his own mental power. At this moment, it happened to be after Chen Bitong punched, and he had no time to avoid re-entering the rift, so when he grabbed it like this, his whole body suddenly shook, and he could not break free for a while.

The next moment, Chen Chuan's hands fell, and with a snap, he grabbed his shoulders, and after firmly holding them, he brought the man to his side, and closed his hands, and then turned the jing into a wrestling jing, while twisting his waist and back, and turned upside down in mid-air, instantly turning his head down and feet up, driving the man to fall to the ground!

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