Chapter 766: Momentum Rises
There were many troops of the old imperial family scattered across the wilderness. Seeing the huge silver airship burning and falling from the sky, they were all speechless. The originally enthusiastic shouting came to an abrupt end, and many people showed expressions of disbelief.
Chen Chuan sat upright on his horse, staring at the place where the airship crashed.
There, flames rose into the sky and smoke rose, as if a huge torch was lit on the plain. At this time, the flames swayed a few times, and an unusually tall black shadow slowly walked out from there. It was covered in black armor from head to toe, and in its hand, it held a spear tied with a white necklace.
There was a faint light flickering all over his body, and the flames seemed unable to touch him at all. With every step he took, he felt as if the ground was shaking slightly.
At this moment, Chen Chuan seemed to have sensed something and turned his gaze to the side, and saw another person walking over there without him noticing.
The person wore a faded red headband that propped up his already thick and hard hair, making it seem as if each strand of hair stood up.
The man looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, with a faint scar on the corner of his eyebrow. He had a wild and unruly look and temperament. He was wearing a Dashun military uniform, but there was no mark of his rank.
However, the buttons on his chest were not fastened. Instead, his chest was left open, revealing his rock-hard chest muscles. He had a wide leather belt around his waist, with long metal spikes inserted into it, but one of them seemed to be missing.
At this moment, this man was walking towards the black-armored general, and as he took a step, a similar faint light could be seen emerging from his body, and the air around him seemed to be distorted in some way.
Chen Chuan looked at the figure. If he was not mistaken, this should be the fighter transferred back from the World Ring. It was probably him who shot down the airship just now.
Now that this person has arrived, then...
While he was thinking about it, he saw another airship coming at the back of the sky, which looked to be about the same size as the crashed one.
At the same time, he could vaguely hear bursts of high-pitched and passionate drum music, and could vaguely hear a sense of grandeur from it, which became clearer as he got closer.
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. When he asked about the situation of Principal Yao before, Teacher Xue said that he would know when the time came. Now he almost understood.
After the black-armored general walked out of the flames, he naturally turned to the young man with tied hair. The two men stood opposite each other, but neither side seemed in a hurry to fight.
The airship with the sound of drums and music behind finally came close, and then a person jumped down from above, crashing onto the ground with a bang, and immediately a circle of impact ripples spread outward. The strong airflow seemed to blow across the plain, pressing down the nearby low shrubs.
A tall and burly figure appeared there. He was wearing a cloak and holding a thick-backed long sword in his hand. As he walked over, a faint light radiated outwards from around his body.
This person should be the Principal Yao?
This was the first time Chen Chuan had met his own principal in the few years since he entered Wuyi.
However, he also understood that as a fighter, he would definitely not manage specific affairs anymore. It was not that such people were incapable, but that people with such fighting power could no longer be confined to a certain position and would inevitably need to play a role in certain specific occasions.
At this moment, as Yao Zhiyi approached, he and the young man with tied hair formed a horn shape and stood on the left and right sides of General Xuanjia, about a hundred meters apart from each other.
The young man with tied hair seemed to raise his hand at this time, and the general in black armor opposite him also raised his gun. It seemed that a force was bombarding there from a distance. Suddenly, a light flashed on the tip of the gun, which was extremely dazzling and lasted for a while before dissipating.
The young man with the tied hair reached out and pulled, and a long chain made of several hook knives was in his hand. He shook it open and said, "Wei Guochan, you can't get away today."
Yao Zhiyi said in a deep voice, "Xiao Wan, don't jump to conclusions before things are done."
The young man with the tied-up hair said, "Principal, you know I have to tell him to do this. Besides, we've surrounded him, how can he possibly escape?"
"Then you should stop talking for now. Once Wei Guochan is resolved, there will be a chance for you to speak!"
Yao Zhiyi shouted, knitted his thick brows, grasped the long sword in his hands with both hands, and leaned forward slightly. The faint light outside him flickered slightly, and then suddenly expanded outwards. Suddenly, a thick layer of red flames that seemed to be dancing appeared, enveloping him completely.
The young man with tied hair on the side also pulled the hook knife with both hands, and an orange-red light spread out from his body, and his originally dark eyes also faintly glowed with the same light.
The black-armored general opposite the two men also underwent a similar change at this moment. A flying and jumping black smoke emerged from his body, as thick and black as ink, and seemed to merge with the armor on his body.
The young man with tied hair took action first. With a shout, he leaped forward in an instant, swung the hook knife in both hands with great force, and rushed forward like an orange-red fireball.
General Xuanjia suddenly raised his spear. Before the two weapons came into contact, it seemed as if a field outside their bodies collided with each other, and there was a dull sound of shattering and banging, and circles of cracks extended outward from the surrounding ground.
The two seemed to be frozen for a moment, and then there was a loud bang and a dazzling light burst out, as if a figure was flashing and shaking rapidly inside, and the ground was shaking constantly, and finally a strong shock wave spread outward, and the sound like thunder continued to roll across the plain.
After a while, when the dust and air waves around them gradually subsided, it could be seen that the feet of the two men were sunk into the loose mud and sand. The place where they stood seemed to have been hit by multiple heavy artillery shells, and a large pit with a diameter of more than 100 meters appeared. However, the light outside the two men was still shining.
The young man's hairband had fallen off at this moment, and wisps of black smoke were coming out of his exposed chest, and the same was true on a lot of his body, but the hook in his hand had already firmly grasped the front end of the opposite spear.
The surface of the thick armor of the black-armored general opposite him had many cracks, and there was a flickering orange-red light on it. His hands were tightly holding the spear and refused to let go, but it could be seen that his body seemed to have expanded more than twice as much as at the beginning, and his upper body was still thick. Two arms stretched out from his shoulders and back, and two more arms extended from his ribs. The four extra hands were all covered with armor.
At the moment when the two men were confronting each other, flames rose up on the side. Yao Zhiyi raised his long-handled sword and swung it towards General Xuanjia. A blazing red light spread out from the sword, and it chopped down with an astonishing momentum.
However, accompanied by a roar, the knife was unable to cut down smoothly because a thick arm shining with light blocked it.
This is a man with medium-length black hair. His bangs blocked his eyes, so only the lower half of his cheek and his firmly defined chin could be seen. However, a sharp gleam could be vaguely seen through his hair. He was wearing a loose white fighting suit, the hem of which fell above his calves, and boxing belts were wrapped around his fists and arms.
At this moment, he kept one arm bent and clenched into a fist, the muscles on his arm bulging, and the silver-white light that overflowed from it seemed like a mist with life, jumping there continuously. The long sword flame was facing this flowing light in the air, and things like sparks and debris kept flashing and overflowing from the contact point.
Yao Zhiyi looked at him with a solemn expression on his face. He said in a deep voice, "The Pure School's Great Blue Sky Fist? It seems that you are Zhao Zhenye? You shouldn't have interfered in this matter today."
The man opposite had his eyes obscured by his bangs, so his expression couldn't be seen. He simply said, "I'm sorry, I made a promise."
Without even turning his head, he said to Wei Guochan behind him, "I'll help you once as promised. From now on, we owe each other nothing. I'm here. Go ahead and do whatever you want."
When General Xuanjia heard him say this, he loosened his grip on the spear and stepped back. The young man with the tied-up hair shouted, "Did you get away?"
He swung his grappling knife and spear aside and was about to launch an attack, but at this moment, Zhao Zhenye waved his empty hand at him, and a large ball of impact flames flew out through the air.
The young man with tied hair looked stern, raised his arms and crossed them to block, and with a bang, his feet plowed the ground, and his body was pushed back more than ten meters by a force.
At this moment, Zhao Zhenye dodged the big knife from Yao Zhiyi and retreated a distance. He opened his arms and spread his legs apart, blocking the two people. In the silver-white mist behind him, there seemed to be something huge shaking, as if it was making the same movement as him at this moment.
He said slowly, "I'm sorry, both of you. Please stay for a while."
The black-armored general turned his head and glanced at Chen Chuan. Although the two were quite far apart, he immediately felt a sense of extreme danger, which he had never felt before.
He could feel that all the alienated tissues in his body suddenly became highly alert and urged him to quickly get away from the source of danger.
At this moment, he decisively abandoned his horse and leaped backward, moving dozens of meters away in an instant, and the dragon-nosed horse suddenly exploded out of thin air.
When he looked up after landing, he saw that the tall six-armed figure with black fireworks floating around him was standing in his original place.
The other party seemed to have crossed a huge distance in the blink of an eye and came in front of him.
However, he could feel that what arrived first should be the other party's spiritual power, but his spirit was like a substance, so it seemed as if he himself had come closer, but in fact his real body was still far away.
The figure in front looked at him again, then suddenly disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already in front of him, with six arms grabbing at him at the same time.
However, at this moment, Chen Chuan's eyes were deep and calm, and the dense patterns on his coat seemed to come alive. He turned carelessly, and then a figure appeared there out of thin air. With a press of his hands, he blocked the huge figure that was diving forward!
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(End of this chapter)
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