Chapter 28: The artistic conception of fire!
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The shaft of the Longwei Zhanjian is extremely smooth and cold, and it feels like a poisonous snake when held in the hand. There is a golden ring and spiral fine lines on the back handle, which makes it less likely to slip when held.
Ye Chen held the Zhan Jian, weighed it, and found it quite light. He then glanced at the stern man, moved his body, and rushed forward.
The stern man felt a dull pain in his chest and was secretly shocked by the power of Ye Chen's palm. Seeing that the other party was holding his weapon and rushing towards him, his eyes couldn't help but become cold. He let out a low shout, took two steps forward, and his bones made sounds. He struck a Xingyi Santi Shi, which is the basic standing posture of Xingyi boxing.
"Xingyi boxing master?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that this Russian man actually knew Chinese boxing. However, this would not affect his outcome!
"die!"
Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and the sword in his hand began to dance, like a dragon emerging from the sea, stabbing straight out, and then hanging upside down like a silver dragon hanging on the moon.
The stern man's eyes widened in shock, and he used the Monkey Boxing to avoid the attack, but Zhan Jian attacked him like a poisonous snake, as fast as lightning.
Bang!
The tip of the sword stabbed into the stern man's chest, but it couldn't penetrate the white and blue clothes.
Ye Chen's eyes turned cold and he raised the tip of his sword upwards.
Phew!
The stern man's head was cut open and he fell to the ground dead instantly.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. All the onlookers didn't even see the specific movements, but they saw the last sword pierce through the cold-blooded man's head.
Dead!
The whole audience was silent.
Ye Chen glanced at the dead body on the ground, then turned around and walked straight to the entrance of the fourth floor without stopping. Everyone looked at his back in amazement.
Soon, the group arrived at the fourth floor, which was deserted and silent.
"Let's go!" Ye Chen took the lead and walked towards the fifth floor. Everyone had 50,000 points, and he had 100,000. There was no obstruction at all, and they soon reached the eighth floor.
"Huh?" Bai Long was a little surprised. "The system prompts that I don't have enough points to enter the ninth floor."
"Me too." Yue Heng nodded.
Ye Chen tried to walk into the passage and found that he could enter. He then stepped back and said, "You don't have enough points. The ninth floor will probably require 100,000 points."
Bai Long was surprised and asked, "So, you have 100,000 points?"
Ye Chen nodded.
Yue Heng looked strange and asked, "Aren't you always with us?" Ye Chen said calmly, "This is a system reward when you receive the inheritance mission. It's not important. You can hang out on the eighth floor first. When I complete the inheritance, everyone can go out."
"Yes!" Ye Zhu nodded obediently and whispered, "You have to work harder!"
There was a hint of smile on Ye Chen's lips.
Immediately, Bai Long and others settled down on the eighth floor. After looking around, they soon discovered a virtual trial field, where they could find opponents of various levels to fight. It was equivalent to the virtual battle tower of the Atlantis civilization.
Out of boredom, everyone joined in the battle to hone their combat skills.
Ye Chen came to the ninth floor. It was extremely vast, a vast land with no end in sight. Looking up, he could see nine fiery red stars, as bright as the sun.
"Someone is finally here." An old voice echoed in the sky, and then, in the air in front of Ye Chen, ripples flashed, and a white-haired old figure stepped out of the void and appeared in front of Ye Chen. His eyes were light red, and there seemed to be a sea of fire in them. There were a few tufts of fiery red feathers between his temples. His expression was gentle, and he was wearing a fiery red robe with strange patterns carved on it. Flames came out of it, but they could not burn the robe.
Seeing that the old man did not look like a modern human, Ye Chen immediately asked in a deep voice: "Are you the founder of the ruins?"
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "Yes, this relic is what I left behind, and it can be regarded as my small contribution. I don't have much time left, so I won't beat around the bush. You can come here, so you must have completed the level I set. If you have any questions, you can ask Xiaofei after the inheritance is over."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and drew in the air. The transparent air spread out like ripples on water, and the sky above the vast land suddenly became bright red like fire, as if it was burning.
Then, the space began to distort, and a huge picture covering the sky appeared from the void, standing between heaven and earth, as high as the sky. This pattern was very similar to the one on the flag, with six dots surrounding the fire seal, one of which was bright red like fire, and the other five were as black as ink.
Ye Chen was shocked as he watched this scene. The white-bearded old man shouted, "Begin! Try your best to integrate the fire source into your body and activate the six origin powers of fire!"
As the words fell, the only bright red dot in the pattern broke away from the big picture and floated towards Ye Chen like a scorching sun. Soon, it wrapped Ye Chen inside.
Ye Chen's brain went blank with a "boom". The skin, blood, and bones all over his body seemed to be burning and boiling. The hot breath rushed into his body from the pores of his skin, mouth, nose, and eyes. Endless pain affected every nerve.
"Ah!" Ye Chen screamed in pain. Even with his strong willpower, his iron will that could allow the monster to rip open his stomach and stuff his intestines in to continue running for several miles collapsed in the blink of an eye.
The white-bearded old man looked at Ye Chen in the fire source, frowned slightly, with a bit of disappointment in his eyes, and said: "Your will is still too weak. I remember the last time a demigod from the Mayan civilization came, he stayed in this fire source for three days and merged 30% of the fire source before his will collapsed."
"I wonder what percentage you can fuse." The white-bearded old man looked at Ye Chen who was screaming in pain in the fire source, feeling a little disappointed. He had waited here for so many years, but only waited for two or three people who were qualified to come here to receive the inheritance. However, in the end, none of them could fuse the fire source, which made him a little discouraged.
Time passes by little by little.
In the outside world, at the resurrection point on the third floor of the Yuanshen Tower, Blood Dragon walked out with his men. He looked grimly as he stared at the entrance to the fourth floor with resentment in his eyes and his heart bleeding!
Gone! The Dragon Might Battle Sword that he had gritted his teeth and spent 100 points to buy was taken away just like that!
"When you get out, I will kill you no matter what monster you are. I swear!!!" Xue Long's heart was ferocious. The people around him saw the murderous look in his eyes and were so frightened that they dared not breathe. Even the people around him who were gloating over his misfortune turned their heads away. They were secretly happy in their hearts but did not dare to show it on their faces.
Blood Dragon said in a low voice: "Go, get someone to leave here and call for people from the guild. Once I obtain the ruins, no one here will be able to escape!"
"I'll go!" a young man said hurriedly, joy in his eyes could not help but show up. He had long been fed up with this reincarnation world and wanted to leave immediately, but the Blood Dragon needed some assistants, so these people had to stay.
"Boss, I'll go!" A sturdy man next to him, who was a little slower to react, said with a smile.
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"Boss, I'll go too. I will definitely complete the task you assign to me!" said another thin man respectfully.
There was murderous intent in the blood dragon's eyes, and he asked, "Do you all want to go out?"
Seeing that his expression was not right, everyone fell silent and lowered their heads, not daring to say anything more. Xue Long snorted coldly, pointed at a man next to him who had not asked for permission, and said, "You go!"
The man was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed. It was not that he didn't want to go out, but he didn't react. He thought that with so many people asking for orders, he didn't have much hope, but he didn't expect that Blood Dragon would take the initiative to appoint him.
The rest of the people cast jealous glances at the man and gnashed their teeth in their hearts.
Soon, the man applied to the system and left the reincarnation world. Everyone on the third level had a score of 5,000 and could leave at any time.
"You're dead!" The blood dragon stared at the entrance to the fourth floor with a ferocious look.
On the ninth floor.
Ye Chen's whole body was wrapped in fire, and the scorching burning power permeated his body. He felt as if his body had been melted and turned into a ball of magma. His consciousness collapsed again and again, but condensed again and again!
Leaf bamboo!
The only image left in Ye Chen's mind was that pretty face with a smile as beautiful as a flower. He silently gritted his teeth and endured the pain that most people could hardly imagine.
Countless images appeared in my mind, past and present lives——
Then the comrade who was eaten by the monster in order to let him escape...
In the Atlantis civilization, the back of someone who rushed forward for him regardless of everything...
The monster army attacked, and everyone fought bloody battles...
“Ahhhhh…”
He raised his head and roared, but his voice was hoarse.
What is it that makes you unwilling?
Whose blood is boiling and burning?
He raised his head, like a dormant dragon that had been silent for ten thousand years, and stood up from the shallows. His eyes opened, and two balls of divine fire seemed to be spurting out of his pupils. He clenched his fists with an earth-shaking fighting spirit!
Consciousness instantly became indestructible, like an iron wall, allowing countless pains to pour in, and it remained standing.
Outside, the white-bearded old man who was standing quietly in the void and watching was startled suddenly. He looked up at Ye Chen with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said, "Why did the fusion speed suddenly increase? Strange, according to his willpower, he can only resist for three hours at most. Now it seems that something has changed."
Ye Chen's consciousness was reorganized again and again in the process of collapse and condensation in the fire source. He was constantly tempered and gradually became extremely tough. Coupled with the unyielding obsession in his heart, he was able to gradually withstand the pain brought by the fire source.
Soon after, he discovered that in the burning heat, all kinds of vague and illusory thoughts flooded into his mind, as if an old scholar was explaining Zen to him...
Ye Chen gradually closed his eyes, his mind merged into the fire source, and he felt the vague artistic conception. The so-called artistic conception is the state after everything reaches its peak and returns to its original state.
No matter how things change, they still remain essentially the same!
For a carpenter to make something, he needs to process and configure each part, which is extremely complicated. It takes a lot of information to teach him. However, an old carpenter can directly teach you one sentence, and once you understand it, you can learn everything. This is the artistic conception!
Time passes slowly...
One day, two days, three days...