Chapter 833: The Power of the Fist
Chen Chuan looked ahead. Standing there was a tall, slender, fair-skinned man with a long forehead and chin, and a loose braid tied behind his head.
The man had slender limbs and wore a traditional arm-baring long gown of the Bessa Khanate. He had large golden earrings on his ears, his hair was dyed white, and he had a large silver ring on his back.
Judging from his appearance, he doesn't look like a pure Besakhanid, but a mixed-race.
From the conversation between the two just now, we can hear that this person should be Saibayar, another fighter from the Besa Khanate, and the one who is inclined to Nordland.
If this person succeeded, the incident could be exaggerated as the Central City's United Dashun fighter killing Tamur. If this matter spread internationally and was incited by some people, then this person would stand up for justice and turn against Balktu, and the entire situation could change.
And from the conversation just now, this person might be able to gain power from Tamur by killing him, which makes the situation even more unpredictable.
Saibayar turned around at this moment and looked at Chen Chuan with fear.
What he didn't expect was that he had just seen Chen Chuan leave, but now he was back. He guessed that Chen Chuan might have sensed his presence just now. This idea frightened him.
He looked solemn as he slowly took a few steps back, trying to find a favorable position for himself, and naturally a light began to emerge from his body.
Just now, the outcome of the fight between Chen Chuan and Tamur was decided almost instantly. The latter seemed to have been beaten without any ability to fight back, while his strength was not much different from Tamur's, so it seemed that he would not be Tamur's opponent in a normal fight.
But there's no chance at all.
Because Chen Chuan's bombardment of spiritual fire just now must have consumed a lot of his physical strength, he felt that he might not have much physical strength left at the moment. So he needed to stabilize himself first, drag out the battle as long as possible, and avoid short and high-explosive fights.
As he stepped back, a large amount of smoke came out of his body and wrapped around him. In just a breath, the smoke receded.
The person who appeared there at this moment was a woman who was about six or seven meters tall. She had brown eagle feathers on her back and wolf feet covered with snow-white hair under her body. Her upper body still looked like a human, but there were two faces on each side of her head, one angry and the other laughing.
The silver ring that was originally on her back was now held in her hand, and a soft and ethereal green light emanated from her whole body.
This strange appearance is the goddess Virūpā in the legend of the Bessa Khanate.
Chen Chuan was not surprised after seeing this, because the strange appearance itself has no strict gender distinction, and how to transform depends entirely on one's own will, but this can affect oneself in turn, so if a celestial maiden acts for a long time, it is really possible for her to transform into a real woman.
Of course, it may not matter to many fighters. What they pursue is a higher level of life change. In the end, the divine form may not even need a body, and changing a body is no problem, not to mention simple transformation. After all, no matter the different forms or the divine form, what they keep is the conscious self, not the external form of the self. Only the human form can stick to the original self.
At this time, a series of special sounds came from the left side of Saibayar's face.
From the right side of his face, clouds of colorful smoke spurted out and slowly dispersed in the field, but with a crackling sound, it surged towards Chen Chuan.
The white light on Chen Chuan's body actually shook under the sound, which obviously had an attacking effect, and the smoke was obviously not simple.
His eyes moved, and he stretched out his hand and slapped the broken wall beside him. With a bang, countless pieces of rubble exploded, each piece was wrapped in spiritual fire, and flew towards this person.
Saibayar picked up the silver ring to block it, but to his surprise, the spiritual fire contained in the gravel was very condensed and extremely penetrating. Every bang would weaken the spirituality overflowing from the surface, causing the silver ring to buzz.
He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He didn't expect that the concentration of spiritual power was so high. This was enough to show that Chen Chuan had not consumed too much here. He might still be able to make a concentrated bombardment of spiritual fire like the one just now. This time he didn't dare to fight for consumption anymore. Even though he knew that close combat might be disadvantageous to him, he had to rush forward, because he had to suppress Chen Chuan and not let him have the opportunity to concentrate his strength.
In fact, the best way is to choose to retreat, but judging from the speed Chen Chuan showed just now and the latter's throwing ability, he has almost no chance of escaping, so it is better to go up and fight head-on.
His thoughts changed and he acted decisively. With a powerful and beautiful spin, he threw the silver ring in his hand towards Chen Chuan!
Chen Chuan didn't dodge, but swung his arm outwards, and with a bang, the silver ring was knocked back by him. Saibayar had already rushed to the front and caught the silver ring that bounced back, and then used the momentum to smash it down at him.
Chen Chuan looked at the silver ring that was gradually getting bigger above him. A green light was flickering above the ring, like a huge wheel of fire. He still did not retreat and kicked it upwards!
With a bang, the spiritual power on his feet collided with the fire ring, but when this attack was launched, a clear light flashed on his body.
This time he directly used the power of the Great Bright Light. The spiritual fire on the silver ring seemed to be melted and dissipated at an extremely fast speed. The subsequent force directly rushed into the silver ring.
Saibayar concentrated all his strength on the silver ring that was smashing down, but there was some difference between the impact and landing point he predicted and the actual contact. Chen Chuan's kick not only broke the protection of the spiritual fire, but also kicked up before he had fully exerted his strength.
As the force was transmitted to his body through the silver ring, his movements slowed down and he was forced to make some instinctive adjustments and resistance.
Chen Chuan did not stop here. He disrupted his attack rhythm with a kick, then leaped forward while putting down his foot, thrusting his elbow forward, and crashed into his arms like a cannonball.
The spiritual fire in Saibayar's abdomen quickly melted under the elbow. Although the spiritual fire on the surface of his body quickly gathered here, intending to block the attack, the previous adjustment disrupted his fighting rhythm, and this time he could not keep up. The influx of spiritual fire did not melt quickly, and finally a little force still penetrated into it, and his huge body was immediately pushed up by this force.
At this time, Chen Chuan used the force of rising, and his fists turned into afterimages, and he hit there continuously. The force used in each punch was not great, but the speed was extremely fast. The thunderous explosions were connected in a series, which made Saibayar's body tremble and continue to rise.
Saibayar always felt that he could resist, and the throbbing spiritual fire continued to fill the gaps in his abdomen. However, every time it went up, it was quickly broken again, causing him to repeat this process over and over again. He could not stop under the attack.
This resulted in his life force being constantly consumed by Chen Chuan's ordinary attack. When both sides were about to reach the end of the momentum and the highest point, Chen Chuan bent his elbow, with the edge of his palm facing outward, and hit Saibayar's throat, which had almost lost the protection of the spiritual fire. With a bang, the back of Saibayar's neck was almost bulged outward, and the remaining green light on it flew outward.
At this moment, Chen Chuan took advantage of the last bit of momentum to leap above him. After a slight adjustment, he kicked down hard. Saibayar's huge body accelerated its fall, and a huge pit exploded on the ground in an instant. A large amount of sand, lime and soil rolled and spread outward.
Chen Chuan let his body fall freely, and finally stood steadily on the ground. He walked forward slowly.
Just as they were about to reach the edge of the pit, a huge figure suddenly rose from the dust that had not been blown away by the strong wind.
He looked up, his eyes appearing very calm.
After a while, there was a crackling sound of bones exploding from the huge body, and then wisps of platinum light burst out from under its body.
Saibayar uttered a muffled groan and staggered forward a few steps, trying to grab Chen Chuan with his hands, but failed. After a few empty attempts, he fell forward with a loud bang and hit the ground. As wisps of mist emerged from under his body, his figure quickly returned to its original shape.
The platinum-colored aura on Chen Chuan's body slowly receded. The energy he consumed to defeat this man this time was not even as much as when he defeated Tamur before, because except for the Great Bright Light Style in the first attack, the speed and strength he used in each subsequent attack were almost the same as that of the opponent.
He created a favorable condition at the beginning, and the subsequent attacks continuously magnified this favorable condition into an irreversible flaw, and then defeated this person. Therefore, this battle was not purely based on the crushing of strength and speed, but also a victory of decision-making and skills.
At first, he didn't understand the strength of these Besa Khanate fighters, so he naturally couldn't hold back at the beginning. But after he had a certain understanding, he could use some fighting methods that were not too strenuous. After all, even though the body had plenty of energy stored, there was no need to waste it.
At this time, Saibayar, who was lying there, let out a low and lost laugh. His internal tissues were severely damaged, but he had not lost consciousness.
"What a shame, this time you Dashun have won again. It seems that no matter how hard we try, it will be difficult to free the country from Dashun's control."
Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "I've heard of you. I heard that your stance is more inclined towards the Nordlanders. Even if you succeed, wouldn't it just be a change of country controlling you?"
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(End of this chapter)
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