Chapter 397 Breaking the Reality
The bracelet in Aunt Yu's hand had turned completely black at this moment, and she had no choice but to retreat outside.
At this moment, she glanced at the field and was shocked.
Chen Chuan still stayed within a certain area in front of Meng Huang and did not retreat.
Dozens of huge limbs chased after him, shaking and hitting him, and he always dodged them just barely. The entire underground space was filled with rumbling echoes.
The limbs were extremely tough and they were swung with great force. Every blow would create a circle of cracks and pits on the ground or wall. Even a fighter with the physique of the third limit would probably suffer serious injuries immediately after being hit by such a blow.
The most important thing is that she found that the jade rings and accessories on Chen Chuan's body might not last long, and she couldn't help but worry. If so, it would be difficult to stop this thing from going deeper inside.
"Although the master has a backup plan, but..."
As she was thinking this, she suddenly felt a surging biological field expanding outward in front of her, as if something was brewing there. She looked up in surprise, "This is..."
In the middle of the venue, Chen Chuan no longer dodged, but stood still. At this moment, wisps of white mist were rising from his body, and it seemed that his whole body was in a boiling state.
He looked at the huge limb falling from above, and this time he did not dodge. Instead, he clenched his five fingers, turned all his strength, and then punched forward!
There was a loud bang like thunder, and the limb that was hit by his punch actually produced ripples like waves, and then it fell to the ground as if it had lost its strength.
At this time, another limb came over, and he slapped it to the side again, and slammed it directly to the ground, causing his feet to tremble.
That limb was bigger than his, but he knocked it to the ground with just a light palm. The contrast was extremely huge.
Aunt Yu was shocked when she saw this scene, but she was a third-level fighter after all, and she immediately understood what Chen Chuan meant by his posture and rhythm.
This is a brilliant use of strength!
Although the limbs whipped with great force, they did not circulate their strength like a fighter. As long as the strength was blasted into them before their strength was fully released, they could destroy the entire limb and achieve this effect.
But even if she knew, she couldn't do it. Technique was secondary; it could be achieved by observing the opponent's movement rhythm. I believe Chen Chuan's previous avoidance was for this moment. The most important thing was to destroy the opponent's strength, so first of all, you must have strong strength.
She might be able to do it once or twice with her secret explosive power, but she could never do it as effortlessly as Chen Chuan.
She stared at Chen Chuan's back. That body held immense power. No wonder the Bureau had sent him here. She suddenly felt that, given the current situation, it might not be impossible to stop Meng Huang.
She also made a decision. After making this judgment, she immediately took a few steps back, took out a red pill she carried with her and swallowed it, then sat down cross-legged. With her rhythmic breathing, the color of the patterns and branches on her body gradually deepened, and a hint of dark purple eye shadow gradually appeared in her eyes.
She was ready to call upon and release all the spiritual energy and blood stored in her body to join the next battle.
In just one or two breaths, Chen Chuan dispersed the power of more than ten attacking limbs and dropped them to the ground. Only then did the first limb that he knocked down begin to twist again.
He did not give it a chance to get up, and swung the Snow King Sword, which had been ready, to one side. A semi-arc of sword light passed over several limbs, then turned around and slashed to the other side. After flashing several times, the sword light finally faded.
A moment later, all the limbs on the ground were broken into several pieces.
Chen Chuan couldn't help but feel the Xuejun Knife in his hand trembling slightly, and the thing inside it became obviously more active.
He raised his head, tightened the hilt of the knife again, passed through the broken limbs from which wisps of black smoke floated, and walked towards Meng Huang's real body clinging to the door.
As he walked forward, a shadow on the ground moved silently and came behind him. Then it suddenly lifted up and turned into a limb, wrapping towards him. However, what came towards him were several sword lights, which instantly broke into several pieces in mid-air and fell down with a crash.
Chen Chuan continued to move forward and soon arrived not far in front of Meng Huang's huge body. The latter had an eyeball cracked in the back of his head and looked at him for a few seconds. Then the smoke floating on his body quickly converged.
This allowed him to clearly see the entire appearance of the thing at this moment. It was about seven meters tall, with two arms growing above its shoulders and on both sides of its waist and abdomen, but its body was still like a human body. At this moment, it was clinging there like a spider.
However, after he approached, it broke away from it. As it turned and landed on the ground, its body was still changing rapidly. Multiple eyeballs and a thick stratum corneum appeared on its surface. Those eyeballs hiding in the cracks of the stratum corneum stared at him, flipping over from time to time. The situation was indescribably weird.
Chen Chuan looked up at the tall figure, standing firmly on his feet, while the tiny tentacles swaying around it slowly wandered and swam outside the range of his blade.
After staring at Meng Huang's body with dozens of eyes for a moment, he suddenly bent down, raised his arms high on his shoulders, and opened his left and right hands, and slapped him.
Chen Chuan leaped backwards, and the two hands clasped together not far in front of him with a bang. The air waves caused his hair and clothes to fly backwards.
A shadow suddenly appeared above him, and he continued to step back. The two arms on Meng Huang's shoulders suddenly slammed down, and the two huge fists smashed two holes in the ground.
Seeing Chen Chuan dodging, it kicked its feet again and dived forward with the help of its abdomen and arms. The huge figure covered the front, and its footsteps caused the ground to shake.
Chen Chuan moved quickly and dodged to the side. As he moved, he dragged the knife across the stratum corneum on the surface of his arm, instantly creating a wound from which smoke continued to emerge.
Meng Huang's huge body, supported by his waist, abdomen and arms, quickly turned around to face him. All the eyes in front of him looked at him, full of malice.
Chen Chuan glanced at me. Under such a gaze, the second me became more ethereal, as if evaporating and floating away. It was obvious that the gaze of those eyes was not meaningless.
He looked at Meng Huang again. From his previous actions, it could be seen that even though the other party looked inhuman on the surface, the rhythm and usage habits of his movements were all based on a human perspective.
Because that existence is ultimately attached to a person, it needs to think and act from a human perspective. Perhaps Meng Huang's consciousness still dominates.
This is a necessary compromise, because if you completely leave it to the other party, you may not be able to think normally and your actions will be illogical.
The combination of the two undoubtedly possesses extremely powerful force.
But having power does not mean knowing how to use it.
As he changed his mind, Meng Huang had already rushed towards him, and a fist came forward and smashed towards him from top to bottom. The huge fist shadow almost covered him.
He looked at the fist rushing towards him, lowered his center of gravity, stepped on the ground with his feet one in front and one behind, stretched out one hand to push, and with a bang, he actually blocked the forward momentum.
This time, he was not at a disadvantage in the confrontation!
Chen Chuan stared at Meng Huang, white mist swirling around the edge of his forward fist, his eyes calm. Combat was a test of brains and skill. Although the opponent possessed a massive size, he could only truly utilize a portion of his strength.
At this moment, he turned his eyes and saw that the opponent's other arm was also trying to grab him, but he withdrew the force slightly, and then suddenly exerted force to pull it out.
Meng Huang's center of gravity suddenly lost its balance, and his heavy and huge body was actually dragged to the side by him. Several arms on one side of his body hurriedly tried to support himself to prevent himself from falling, while the hand on the other side still did not give up, waving towards him.
Chen Chuan used the thrust from twisting the opponent just now to move to the outer circle, and quickly and naturally turned to the latter's chest and abdomen.
At this moment, the opponent's sideways position was completely exposed. He stepped on his back foot to stop his body, then gripped the blade with both arms and thrust forward suddenly. The long and narrow blade pierced directly into the opponent's throat.
However, this attack did not seem to bring any casualties. The hand above Meng Huang's waist and abdomen almost immediately slapped him. He quickly drew his sword and stepped back, while simultaneously raising his hands upwards, and then chopped down with all his strength. With a swish, half of the thick arm was immediately chopped off by him.
Without waiting for the opponent to attack again, he quickly retreated and avoided the heavy blows from Meng Huang who turned over and chased him.
But at this moment, his bracelet and accessories turned completely black and shattered onto the ground. The crisp sound warned him, and the dense tentacles that were originally scattered all around him immediately surrounded him, trying to entangle him.
But he didn't care about it. He swung his long sword left and right, clearing a path for himself. His eyes were fixed on the front. The huge figure was climbing up quickly at this moment.
However, when he was halfway up and had not yet completely stabilized, a figure suddenly leaped from the side. The speed and angle of the figure were very tricky, and the timing was also very good. Even though Meng Huang had seen it with one eye, he was unable to make any obstructive move in this position.
The figure stretched out his slender palm and pressed on the leg that supported him to stand up. A soft force penetrated into it, causing his leg to soften and his body to tilt suddenly.
Seeing this, Chen Chuan did not miss the opportunity. He leaped forward, crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and slammed his shoulder hard into Meng Huang's shoulder, causing him to step back again.
After landing, he touched the ground with his toes, jumped high into the air, held the knife in both hands, and chopped it down. The knife light fell directly over Meng Huang's head, splitting his head in half!
The giant figure stumbled back a few steps before collapsing backward, its back slamming heavily onto the ground. From the crack in its skull, something like fine sand leaked out, and black smoke rose. A moment later, a blinding light suddenly erupted from there!
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(End of this chapter)
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