Atlas of Heaven and Man

The two people, enveloped in overflowing force, fell from a height of more than twenty meters in the air. With a boom, they crashed into the ground, creating a large pit, and a large amount of gravel and bricks splashed outwards.

Both Fang Zhixin and Yu Lie were shocked. Falling from such a high place without any protection…

Amidst the flying gravel, Chen Chuan leaped out of the pit, and after rushing out more than twenty meters, he steadily somersaulted and landed, slowly straightening his body before looking towards the pit.

Just now, after using the grappling force, all the impact of the landing was borne by Chen Bitong, and he himself did not suffer much impact.

Of course, when he had just captured the opponent with the seizing force, the simplest way to subdue the enemy was to try to twist the opponent's neck, but whether it was his heart or some kind of intuition, he felt that this approach was inappropriate and would not achieve the desired effect.

And the fact was as he expected. At the moment of impact with the ground, the power he had just witnessed appeared once again. Because he felt some kind of danger, he finally did not entangle himself further, but released the opponent in time and came to the outside.

Chen Bitong stood up from the pit at this time and slowly walked out. His right hand was now glowing with a faint shimmering light, and the aura and power on his body were completely different from before, as if something had been released.

Chen Chuan stared at him. This feeling was somewhat similar to the existence he had once come into contact with, but not entirely the same.

Chen Bitong glanced at his hand and slowly said, "Once a fighter breaks the shackles that bind himself, he crosses the boundary of the human body and can enter a brand new realm.

Although the old era had various different names, the new era calls them all 'Martial Artists'.

Martial Artists possess a kind of ability, which is to allow the spirit to form some kind of interference with reality. That does not require the assistance of force, but is a manifestation of pure spiritual power.

But before becoming a Martial Artist, there must be a process. The spirit needs to be elevated to a certain height. With a high enough height, then you can use your spirit to mobilize some power from another world for your own use, reaching this realm, thus having a starting point."

He raised his other hand, which also lit up with a faint light.

"Afterwards, use this power to temper your spirit, gradually adapting it and giving it the same characteristics. After completion, you can embark on the path of a Martial Artist."

Chen Chuan's mind turned. The Spiritual Illumination Reflection method taught to him by Teacher Xue was to push the spirit to a high enough realm, which meant that if he followed this path and it went smoothly, then he would surely reach this realm.

Chen Bitong said in a deep voice, "But even if you are not a Martial Artist, once you have the ability to guide external forces with your spirit, then it is not something that ordinary fighters can resist, so even those two on the ground cannot contend with such power."

And in the moment of contact just now, his spirit seemed to be in an unstable state, but with some restraint, it has now calmed down again.

Is there some kind of price to pay for using this power too much, or is there some other reason?

He said, "Teacher Chen, my request for guidance from you is not over yet, let's continue."

Chen Bitong looked at him. After seeing himself showing such ability, he still has the confidence to fight him?

Chen Chuan took another breath at this time, and the scalding body caused the rain to evaporate and rise into the air when it fell on him, merging with the rolling white smoke on his body.

That kind of power is indeed very powerful, and he can't directly contend with it at the moment, but as far as Chen Bitong's own physical fitness is concerned, it has not been improved accordingly, so he just needs to prevent that kind of power from touching him.

With the second self overlapping, most of what he showed just now was only strength, but besides this, he also has… speed!

At this moment, his spirit was highly concentrated, and then he took a step forward. In this instant, the world seemed to slow down as a whole. The gradually thinning rain seemed to pause in mid-air, and the sand and stones rolling outwards in the airflow, and the residual leaves rolled up by the wind seemed to become some kind of solidified object.

And within his mental perception, he could clearly sense the focused expressions of the snipers aiming downwards from the high-rise buildings on both sides, as well as the tense looks on Yu Lie and Fang Zhixin's faces.

Ignoring them, he stepped on the ground, which was slowly cracking, smashed through countless raindrops suspended in the air, and approached Chen Bitong. Then, he raised his fist.

Chen Bitong seemed to sense something at this moment. He slowly raised his faintly glowing arm to block his face, but before he could accurately position it, Chen Chuan's fist had already slammed into his cheek. A tremendous explosion instantly echoed through the area, and Chen Bitong flew backward.

His body bounced several times on the ground, creating several craters before stopping dozens of meters away. After a while, he slowly stood up with his back to Chen Chuan, then turned around. Within his damaged cheek, a faint light flickered, and the wound gradually healed and fused.

However, his expression became very serious because, judging from the current situation, if he didn't unleash enough power, he might not be able to win.

But if he unleashed too much power, there would be significant aftereffects, and he might not be able to control himself anymore.

Then there was only one way.

He looked up, and cracking sounds emanated from his body's joints. His figure actually grew a bit taller. Originally, he was only a little over 1.7 meters tall, but now he had grown to nearly 1.8 meters. His limbs also lengthened, and the clothes on his body tightened accordingly, with muscles bulging out one by one.

The wrinkles on his face smoothed out, and his silver-streaked hair returned to its inky black color. His eyes became radiant.

He seemed to have suddenly become twenty years younger, returning to his youthful appearance, and wisps of pale cyan aura emanated from his body.

Xian Kong Jin's power is divided into internal and external. The external Xian Kong is used to attack the enemy, while the internal Xian Kong can gather power, allowing the body to maintain a low level of consumption. But this time, it was fully activated.

Chen Chuan's gaze narrowed. He could sense from Chen Bitong's undisguised aura and spirit that his strength was on a higher level than before.

In that case…

He took a deep breath and activated all the effects of the medicine he had taken beforehand, which had been accumulating in his body. The white smoke on his body became even denser, forming a rolling, rising pillar of smoke in the sky that gathered but did not dissipate.

After they stared at each other for a moment, their figures disappeared from the field at the same time. Then came the ear-splitting collision sounds. This time, Yu Lie and Fang Zhixin could barely distinguish the two figures. Only the sound of explosions continued to transmit, like thunder rolling in the sky.

They could feel the ground constantly shaking, and even the airflow gushing out of the cracks swirled back after passing, constantly tugging at their clothes.

At this moment, with a loud bang, a large hole was blown out of the wall of a building not far away. Chen Chuan maintained a forward-leaning punching posture. The next moment, he suddenly disappeared from the spot, and continuous explosions continued to come from inside.

This movement penetrated from the bottom of this building all the way out, entering another empty building opposite. Then, a huge hole exploded there again, and two dark shadows could be faintly seen breaking out from there. After a breath, they crashed into the building closest to the square.

People watching with binoculars in the distance couldn't observe such a battle at all. He had to get out of the car, run to a nearby high-rise building, and barely report the situation to the combat command center through the surrounding movements.

But now the command center was also unable to take care of this place, because the sixth wave of division was about to come. At this moment, even if people were sent over, if their strength was not enough, they might not be able to intervene in the battle he described, and they could only wait for the result here.

Inside that building, Chen Chuan and Chen Bitong attacked each other with all their might. In the overflowing force and rapid movement, they crashed into and shattered load-bearing pillars, causing broken floor slabs to collapse from above. While dodging, the two leaped upwards, all the way from the bottom to the top of the building.

Arriving here, Chen Bitong leaped upwards, suddenly going to a higher place, seemingly wanting to use the Flying Dragon Fist again here. How could Chen Chuan let him have his way? He reached out and grabbed the wall, then flicked his hand, and countless gravel shot towards where he was, whistling through the air.

Seeing this, Chen Bitong's figure suddenly disappeared from there. The next moment, he appeared on Chen Chuan's side and back, and his hand, glowing slightly, slapped out at him.

Chen Chuan immediately turned around and moved to his other side, pressing down with a palm. Chen Bitong raised his other hand to block, but the powerful explosive force made him move sideways, flying out of the rooftop and falling down.

Chen Chuan tapped his foot and rushed out as well. Each adjusted their center of gravity in mid-air, leaping down to the ground one after the other. With a loud rumbling sound next to them, the entire building collapsed, stirring up large clouds of smoke and gravel, and rolling outwards.

But at this moment, the crack not far away flickered, and it actually expanded outwards again at this time, enveloping the two people in the smoke together.

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