Chapter 48: Face as cold as ice, body as beastly

Yi Chen did not choose to use the tactic of adding fuel to the fire and burning three to five years of his lifespan to test the waters. Instead, he maximized the effect of the Soul Burning Transformation with just one move.

The effect of Soul Burning Transformation is gradually improving.

To deal with a strong enemy like the 'Black Robe', you must use all your trump cards and completely drain every bit of strength in your body. Only in this way can you have a better chance of winning.

At this moment, his face was as cold as ice and his body was like a beast.

Although his body was like a blazing volcano about to erupt, his mind was clear.

He is waiting.

Wait for an opportunity to arise.

"Hundred Steps Divine Fist!"

Yi Chen roared, and rushed towards the black robe with a deep purple flame tail.

The scorching deep purple pure yang internal energy actually burned the land along the way to a blackened state.

In a moment, he came in front of the man in black robe, and with the huge inertia, he kicked straight ahead. The deep purple flame from his leg attacked him, and when he was about to get close, it suddenly expanded and rolled towards the direction of the man in black robe.

Is it reasonable to use the feet in the Hundred Steps Fist? It is reasonable.

After all, legs are much stronger than fists not only in length but also in strength.

At this moment, the man in black robe showed a look of surprise for the first time. He chuckled and said, "As expected of my chosen disciple, he can always come up with something new for me."

"Let the master teach you what real fighting is!"

As soon as the man in black robe finished speaking, three spells were cast in an instant, and three circles of golden light were cast on the man in black robe.

"Decree: Divine Power"

"Decree: Tenacity"

"Imperial Order: King Kong"

He gently swung his arm to meet Yi Chen's kick and shouted.

"My disciple, brute force alone will not lead to great success."

"You're taking the wrong road."

"It's never too late to turn back!"

Bang! In an instant, their fists and legs collided violently.

The moment of contact, the man in black robe's face turned pale.

A force far beyond his imagination came over him.

He was careless and did not dodge. He chose to confront Yi Chen's attack head-on, wanting to defeat him in the area where Yi Chen was most proud and completely destroy his confidence.

Unexpectedly, Yi Chen gave him a little shock and knocked him flying backwards.

"Imperial Order: Stay in the Air"

Another ray of golden light was bestowed upon him, and the man in black robe was able to keep his body steady and avoid making a fool of himself.

This time, he looked thoughtful.

"Pure Yang Burns the Sky, Dragon and Elephant Power"

"You can produce Yangyan with your flesh body. Disciple, are you born with a precious body?"

"Is it the Dragon-Tiger Body or the Hell God Body? No, it doesn't look like that. Could it be some kind of body type that I don't know about?"

"Haha, disciple, with your talent, you deserve to be my disciple!"

"If you can master my secret method of words and spirits and push your precious body to the peak, there will be no place in this world that you cannot go."

“Even if I encounter a True Lord who has already pushed his cultivation to the peak of Spirit Refining and Reversing Void and is on the path of enlightenment, I may be able to defeat him in a few moves.”

The man in black robe clapped his hands and laughed.

"You're talking nonsense. What's this bullshit precious body? I've never heard of it."

"My strength depends on my own efforts!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Chen immediately retorted sharply.

His strength is the result of his hard work, what does Guan Baoti have to do with it?

Frying fish every day made his scalp numb, but his physical condition had reached the current level, so frying fish like this would not improve much.

Next, he wanted to stew himself in an iron pot.

Isn't this the result of his own hard work?

Who has ever seen a depth charge in the Dragon Pond at three or five in the morning?

Without saying much to the man in black, he gathered the deep purple pure yang energy in his body and rushed towards the man in black once again. This time, he was really punching.

The man in black robe looked solemn, with a serious look on his face.

"Decree: Divine Power"

"Decree Shock"

"Decree and Imprisonment"

In an instant, an incomparable pressure fell on Yi Chen, and it felt like a mountain was pressing on his back.

This time, he failed to achieve any success. Instead, he was shocked by the black-robed man's counterattack and took several steps back.

At this moment, he felt as if he was carrying the abyss of heaven on his back.

The endless pressure seemed to crush him.

"No!"

"no way!"

Yi Chen's muscles were trembling all over.

Bleeding spots as small as needle tips began to appear on Yi Chen's body, oozing out small blood beads the size of a needle tip.

As soon as the blood bead appeared, it merged into the hot pure yang internal energy.

This time, it was like adding kerosene to the flame, and the deep purple pure yang internal energy accelerated again.

As the blood beads oozed out, a hint of light blue appeared in the dark purple internal energy, which was already dark purple and had no room for improvement.

At this time, the effect of Soul Burning Transformation reached its peak.

By burning at all costs, Yi Chen was able to temporarily glimpse the way ahead, the direction of the eighth level of Pure Yang Art.

The eighth level of Pure Yang Art: Purple gives birth to blue.

The appearance of this light green internal energy was like a signal, and the light green internal energy swept around his body.

There was a crisp sound in Yi Chen's ears as if glass was breaking. The invisible pressure that had previously imprisoned him disappeared in an instant and was burned to ashes.

His back once again straightened like a javelin.

Yi Chen himself had not expected that his reckless burning under the pressure of life and death would briefly give him a glimpse of the way forward.

His face showed excitement as he rushed towards the black robe again.

“Come again!”

"beat"

"beat"

"Kill me!"

At this moment, the man in black robe's expression changed again.

"Damn it, if this body wasn't so useless and couldn't fully exert the strength that my spirit should have, how could the imprisonment be ineffective?"

A hint of anger appeared on his face, and he said angrily:

"You are seeking death yourself, so you can't blame me for being cruel!"

"Decree: Divine Power"

"Decree: Tenacity"

"Imperial Order: King Kong"

"Decree Shock"

Four golden lights instantly descended on him again.

Boom! This time, the two men's fists just touched.

A visible shock wave spread out directly with the two people's fists as the center.

Nun Shuiyue and others who were imprisoned in the surrounding area suddenly became deaf, and several of them fainted.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Countless pieces of grass and tree dust were swept up into the sky by the cyclone stirred up by the fight.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Euler, Euler, Euler, Euler, Euler.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged countless moves.

Yi Chen was covered in blood, and thick blood vapor lingered all over his body. As soon as the blood vapor appeared, it was slowly drawn into the light blue pure yang internal energy and burned as nutrients.

Every punch is a life-threatening gamble, every moment is like walking on a tightrope.

Yi Chen's will became more crystal clear in the tempering of life and death, just like a piece of pig iron that has its impurities removed after being hit hard.

Reborn.

His breath became weaker, but his eyes became brighter.

He had used up all the muscle strength in his body, and he even relied entirely on his own will to punch continuously, fighting against the 'black robe'.

There were scars all over his fists, deep enough to see the bones.

All of these were lost in a life-and-death battle with the man in black robe.

After the keratin and flesh are removed, the next thing to collide is the bones.

I can't hold on any longer.

Are you going to die?

There was a rustling sound coming from a crack in the ground in the distance, and a jade box was rolled up from the crack, along with some dark river catfish that lived in the underground river.

However, at this moment, Yi Chen and the man in black robe had no time to care about anything else.

Both of them are struggling.

Human power has its limits.

So is will.

How can the real world be like in the previous life's Naruto comics, where will determines everything and if you can't stand it, you can't stand it.

immediately.

We are about to reach our limit.

I really can't stand it anymore.

In fact, if the surrounding light had not been pouring into Yi Chen's body during the battle to make up for his consumption, he would have been exhausted long ago.

After the last collision between the two, the man in black robe and Yi Chen stood facing each other.

The black robe stopped moving, and many spider-web-like cracks appeared on his body.

Like a broken bowl covered with glass cracks.

Yi Chen's lips turned pale. The blood in his body had been burned dry by 30% due to the evaporation. He felt a little dizzy and suffered from severe anemia.

However, he still had enough strength for one punch.

He won.

This is the moment he has been waiting for.

"Disciple, this is the result you have been waiting for."

"You have been planning from the beginning, waiting for this moment." The man in black robe suddenly spoke, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You never thought of defeating me head-on. You wanted to drag me into a war of attrition, attacking without defending, and wearing down this body."

Yi Chen was silent for a moment, then replied, "That's right."

"Although only a fragment of the soul has entered your body, your realm is far higher than mine, and your Taoism is profound."

"His combat skills and grasp of the battle situation are far superior to mine."

"I am brave and have no chance of winning."

"But your flaws are also obvious. I don't believe that this rotten fish and shrimp body that you have taken over can fully exert your power."

"As long as I only attack and don't defend, even if I can only exchange one punch for two, I don't believe that this body of your soul can hold on."

"But I didn't expect you to be so strong..."

"Really... Old but still strong."

“I almost lost.”

"Haha, don't be so modest. Winning is winning, losing is losing. It's not like I can't afford to lose."

At this time, the Taoist robe on Yi Chen's body was already tattered, like a beggar's clothes.

At this moment, the man in black robe suddenly fixed his eyes like a needle on a red mark on the exposed skin on Yi Chen's chest.

"Damn it, it's a sign of Hades."

"Disciple, when have you been watched by the underworld..."

Suddenly, the man in black robe's voice stopped abruptly. His body could no longer support itself. Like a broken glass bowl, it collapsed along the cracks and collapsed into a pile of rotten flesh.

The black robe ripped.

"Senior, senior, please say something."

"What happened to Hades?"

Yi Chen squatted in front of a pile of rotten meat, feeling his scalp tingling.

No one would break up in the middle of talking.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that the female ghost in white who had been cowering aside was rushing towards the unconscious Master Shuiyue and others on the ground.

It was probably because the man in black had cast a spell to imprison the bodies and magic power of several people before, and the white-clothed female ghost did not dare to kill Master Shuiyue and the others without the order from her master. Now that she saw that the man in black had even his soul disintegrated, she began to think of taking several people hostage.

Seeing this scene, Yi Chen became furious. He clenched his left fist, flashed violently, leaving a trail of afterimage, and rushed towards the female ghost in white.

"Fuck it, I can't beat the black-robed boss, but I can't beat you?"

"Die for me!"

For the last blow, Yi Chen exerted all his remaining strength and threw out the strongest punch he could currently throw.

A thick arm emerged from the chest of the female ghost in white, and the light blue pure yang internal energy rolled up along the arm. The spirit of the female ghost in white gradually dimmed, like a faded photo, and finally disappeared.

A pair of red scissors fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)