Atlas of Heaven and Earth-Chapter 180: The Furnace

Tan Wang weaved through the incoming blade flashes, discovering that Chen Chuan's knife strikes possessed both strength and speed, but lacked skill. This allowed him to use his experience to dodge and evade to a certain extent, rather than directly confronting the attacks.

Only when he couldn't avoid them would he choose to use his limbs and body to resist. Under the effect of Internal energy, the muscles and the scales attached to them wriggled, minimizing the strength of the blade.

Since both were moving at extremely high speeds, the sounds of their attacks and parries seemed to be continuous, and the torrential rain was repeatedly smashed open, creating one broken gap after another.

Sometimes, before the rain that exploded in one direction could fall back down, another circle would burst open on the other side. Between them, one could see the forced, undulating paths of their movements.

Above, thunder rumbled and lightning flashed, illuminating their figures one moment and obscuring them the next, leaving only mud and shattered grass stems on the ground.

After more than ten minutes of such intense confrontation, Tan Wang began to feel uncomfortable. He needed to constantly use Internal energy to resist the sword, which required him to concentrate all his attention; he couldn't afford even the slightest oversight. This was a huge burden and test for his energy and stamina.

Now, the short duration was still manageable, but if it continued for longer, his stamina would decline, inevitably leading to mistakes.

He cursed his miscalculation inwardly, because he had left before the gland implantation surgery was completed. Otherwise, he could secrete an oil on the surface of his scales, effectively deflecting the slashing and stabbing of various sharp weapons, even bullets.

And if the venom gland surgery in his upper jaw had been done in advance, he could have simply sprayed a cloud of poison mist to solve the opponent during the battle. Why did it have to be so troublesome?

Chen Chuan's knife strikes, however, were terrifyingly stable. They were like this from the beginning and remained so now, without any change from start to finish, as if he could continue slashing like this forever.

He was now starting to doubt his judgment. What kind of drug could last so long?

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Or... was this his inherent strength?

No, that was impossible.

He didn't notice that when he began to feel anxious and doubtful, it was often the first sign of his attention failing and his stamina declining.

Chen Chuan focused on the enemy in front of him. Just over ten minutes was nothing. Before, he had been swimming in the pit, fighting against endless darkness and oppressive environments for at least an hour. This was nothing to him.

That surprise training had greatly improved his stress resistance. At least the fight on the current scene could not shake his will even by a fraction.

Even after fighting for another ten minutes or so, Tan Wang felt something was wrong. His body seemed unable to keep up with his reactions at times. Although he made up for it with experience, he still felt there was a problem.

He knew this must be due to the Implant.

Implants often cause a decrease in combat power because they don't match the host. Originally, Secret Serpent Cult had its own specialized Implant doctors and its own Implant cultivation room. Everyone had an Implant corresponding to themselves.

However, his original Implants had almost been completely destroyed by He Xiaoxing , especially the offensive limbs, which were severely damaged. This forced him to change to a new set.

In order to improve his combat effectiveness, he simply used the upgraded version this time, but due to compatibility reasons, that set was still being cultivated, so he temporarily used a set of general-purpose Implants to make do.

Using general-purpose Implants for a short time would naturally not cause any problems, but now, after a long period of confrontation, a sense of stagnation began to arise.

Perhaps taking medicine at this time could temporarily overcome the problem, but not to mention that the medicine was not on his body, even if it were, 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 his problem appeared, Chen Chuan immediately felt the difference. He found that Tan Wang's rhythm had become slightly disordered, and he no longer had the initial sense of stability.

This undoubtedly illustrated one thing.

The opponent's condition was declining!

At the same time, he realized that since even he had noticed this, there was no reason why Tan Wang himself wouldn't know. Therefore, 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 increase his attention.

However, Tan Wang did not make any changes immediately. He obviously had rich combat experience and dealt with it patiently, wanting to delay and see if he could make the opponent impatient and expose flaws.

However, when facing an opponent who almost never exhibited impatience or recklessness, he couldn't wait for a turnaround for a long time, so he had no choice but to make a change first.

At this time, his arm braced against a slash of the blade again. In the past, he would have tried to use muscle wriggling and the hardness of the scales themselves to deflect the knife, but this time there was a new change.

The moment he came into contact with the blade, the veins on his arm wriggled, the skin there suddenly broke open, and

strips of whip-like limbs emerged from inside, wrapping around the blade and holding it firmly.

After seeing this, Chen Chuan's expression froze, but he did not immediately choose to snatch it. Instead, he released the handle of the knife, moved forward, and suddenly lunged into the inner circle, launching a fierce attack on Tan Wang . The latter only met him with one hand, and simply resisted the blows to those parts of his body with his body.

Although Chen Chuan's strength was not bad, even a little higher than his, he himself possessed highly resilient transformed muscles, which could easily dissipate the force of such punches and kicks, making it difficult to pose too much of a threat to him. The key was to control this knife, and it would be much easier to fight.

Seeing that a few attacks were not very useful, Chen Chuan immediately changed his attack style. After a punch to the face was blocked, he immediately turned his fist into a palm, grabbed Tan Wang's wrist and pulled it back. The latter felt a force of Internal energy penetrating into it, and immediately tensed and twisted his muscles, breaking his fingers apart.

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 palm opened and went straight to Tan Wang's face.

Tan Wang felt the blade he had already wrapped around 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 sticking to his face.

His snake pupils shrank, seeming to sense danger. At this time, he leaned his head back, the muscles of his neck wriggled, and he stretched out a section out of thin air. His entire head was almost folded to his back, thus avoiding this blow, and then he started a parry, parrying Chen Chuan's palm.

If someone was standing behind him at this time, they would be able to see a hint of a smile on his face as he leaned back.

He was no longer in a hurry now. Once Chen Chuan's round of attacks was over, he would immediately use Secret Serpent Cult's Secret Serpent Entanglement Technique, using the high flexibility of his limbs and some modified joints to capture his opponent. Once he succeeded, unless the opponent's strength was far greater than his, he would only be entangled to death.

Chen Chuan also felt that this kind of entanglement was very unfavorable to him, because in a bare-handed state, he did not have enough lethal threat to Tan Wang .

As long as the latter survived his few pressing attacks, he would definitely use his experienced close combat Skills to fight him. In this way, he would inevitably fall into a passive position and it would be difficult to dominate the trend of the battle again.

At this time, he did not crash to the bottom, but quickly responded, raising his knee and kicking, and when he was blocked by the opposite side, he also used the force to retreat, his body slightly bent, his hands reaching down, holding the hilt of the knife together, and as his feet stepped, his waist also turned at the same time, and he suddenly swung it upwards.

This time, under the layers of Mutant Tissue pushing his whole body, the force was so great that the mud under his feet sank.

Tan Wang felt a surge of strong Internal energy coming over, his expression changed slightly. If he did not let go of the blade, it was very likely that his whole body would be lifted up. Even if he could stand still, the general-purpose snake limbs would probably be broken in half under the confrontation of the two sides.

After discovering that he might not be able to lock this knife, he simply gave up and let go of the snake limb. Then he turned around on the spot, his body spiraling like a snake, and then he darted forward and pounced in front of Chen Chuan , opening his hands and preparing to wrap around his waist and legs.

At this time, Chen Chuan's hands were raised upwards, his empty door was wide open, and there was no time to cover it. As long as he stepped forward to entangle him, he could still achieve his original purpose.

But unexpectedly, Chen Chuan still had Remaining energy at this time. He took a step back in time, tilted his wrist back, and at the same time sank his body downwards, pointing the narrow hilt of the knife downwards and stabbing it down. Tan Wang narrowed his eyes and had to dodge sideways, while Chen Chuan's waist turned, driving his arms, and then his wrist turned, following the direction of his dodge and slashing horizontally.

Tan Wang had to somersault horizontally to avoid this blow.

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

Tan Wang's face was slightly ugly, and he was back in the previous Rhythm again. In this case, he could only choose the method he didn't want to use.

Stimulating Mutant Tissue through a certain breathing method to improve combat effectiveness in a short period of time, but he himself could withstand it, and the general-purpose Implant might not be able to withstand it.

However, even if he didn't do this, the Implant might not last long, and he believed that he had already figured out Chen Chuan's upper limit just now, and that increasing his combat effectiveness slightly would be enough for him to end the battle, so he stretched out his hands and the valve of his body's aura suddenly opened.

Chen Chuan suddenly saw that Tan Wang's back and chest suddenly began to rise and fall faster, and his eyes began to become congested. He immediately realized that the other party should be taking a method to stimulate Mutant Tissue.

This should be the opponent's last trump card. Since this is the case, then it's almost time.

He took a long breath and started to circulate the Furnace Breathing Technique. In an instant, all the energy accumulated over the past month was released from the Mutant Tissue under the combined action of internal and external breathing and transmitted to his limbs.

His body instantly became hot, and a large amount of white air rose from his body, mixing with the rain, and under the blowing of the strong wind, it seemed to be spinning and rising!

He lowered his center of gravity slightly and suddenly rushed forward, followed by a Blade flash that cut through the rain!

Tan Wang was shocked, because Chen Chuan's speed was even faster than before. He could hardly see clearly and could only rely on his senses to dodge and distance himself.

However, the Blade flash chased after him like a snowball. He had to use his arms to block it, but at the moment of contact, he suddenly felt a lightness somewhere in his body. His pupils shrank sharply and his body retreated rapidly.

Chen Chuan stood there without chasing. He just shook the blade, and then he heard a "pop", and he saw an arm falling from the sky.

With the Furnace Breathing Technique, he used the Heavy Slashing Knife Technique that he had never used before. At this moment, after Internal energy was poured into Snow Emperor Blade, the knife also vibrated slightly.

Tan Wang's breathing became rapid, and the wound quickly closed under muscle wriggling, but losing an arm not only greatly reduced his combat power, but even affected his balance, and the Implant became increasingly incompatible due to the series of intense applications 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 body seemed to be shrouded in swirling white air, and his face was no longer clear. Countless raindrops fell on the blade, shattering into smaller droplets.

At this moment, the idea of escaping from here came to his mind. Then that figure disappeared from the spot again. He hurriedly retreated, but the lack of balance and the decline in physical strength caused his speed to be slower than before.

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

He propped himself up on the ground, then covered his abdomen, barely got up, and ran out staggeringly.

Chen Chuan stuck Snow Emperor Blade on the ground, strode forward, reached out and grabbed Tan Wang's hair, pulled it back, causing his face to look up. He clenched his fist in one hand, slowly raised it high, and said, "Tan teacher , remember when you asked me if I would be willing to go to Central City with you as a servant..."

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

"This is my answer!"

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

Seeing this, Chen Chuan punched down again, one punch after another. He kept punching, hitting Tan Wang's facial bones and teeth, all of which were shattered, leaving only a mass of rotten paste. After he completely lost consciousness, he released his hand and let him fall into a puddle of mud mixed with rainwater.

He stood there, slowly adjusted his breathing, and as a wisp of white air was exhaled, his hot body gradually calmed down. He looked up at the sky, feeling the gradually weakening rain. This storm was about to end.