Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 123 Alienation
The Maca student who got the oak leaf struggled for a moment, then looked at Duma who had a determined face, and quickly evacuated with the oak leaf, followed by several companions.

However, there were still many Maca students who chose to stay and looked at Guan Xinyin, Luo Kaiyuan and others with caution.

Duma did not try to persuade them any further, but just sighed.

Chen Chuan stood there motionless when he saw people leaving. He didn't care about the oak leaves, and with Duma blocking the way, he couldn't stop these people.

Guan Xinyin and Luo Kaiyuan also did not move, but stared at Duma and the Maca students.

Chen Chuan did not take the initiative to attack. If these people including Duma were willing to confront them here, then there was no need to rush into it, because the longer the time dragged on, the more people would arrive, and it would be Maca's side that should be anxious.

After the students behind him ran away and rode away on a two-wheeled motor vehicle, Duma finally stopped waiting.

He opened his hands outward like a bird spreading its wings, and the muscles in his body began to move rhythmically with the opening of his hands. The rippling light on them felt like water flowing down the stream, especially the fingers, which moved gently as if plucking some visible strings.

His breathing and movements were accompanied by a strange rhythm, as if he was playing music with his body.

At this moment, Guan Xinyin and Luo Kaiyuan suddenly felt uncomfortable, because when Duma's limbs moved, the beat of each muscle expansion and agitation happened to fall in the gap of their breathing rhythm.

The key to a fighter's power generation lies in breathing. If the opponent can accurately locate the node in the connection of breathing, it means that they can launch an attack on them in this gap.

This made them involuntarily want to avoid and adjust, but no matter how they changed, they would be accurately captured by the rhythm of Duma's movements, which would cause their breathing to become more and more disordered, and their chest and abdomen would gradually feel stuffy.

Duma didn't look at them, his eyes were just fixed on Chen Chuan in front of him. A major feature of karma science is to sense the changes of the enemy, guide and control the enemy.

The blood flow, breathing rhythm and even the direction of power transmission of each person here are all within the perception of his alienated organization. This is equivalent to the opponent being unilaterally transparent to him, so that he can reasonably allocate technology and power, and thus control the direction of the battle.

Sometimes, if the gap between the two sides is quite large, there is no need to fight at all, and the opponent can get injured due to disordered breathing rhythm.

But Chen Chuan was an exception. Although he had tried to influence Chen Chuan's breathing rhythm, Chen Chuan remained unmoved and still maintained his original breathing. This instead made him feel burdened, just like trying to pull at a line drawn on paper; he could see it but could never twist it up.

At this time, because of the initial shooting and subsequent fighting, the entire street was deserted, and it became empty from front to back. Only they were standing there. However, in the buildings on both sides of the street, there were people carefully watching the movements on the street through the gaps in the curtains and doors.

Seeing that she could not control Chen Chuan, Duma knew that she could not go on like this.

This place is only ten minutes away from the city center. The Police Bureau must have known the news by now and should be dispatching people over. In addition, teachers from Wuyi College may also be here at any time.

He doesn't have much time left.

If possible, he didn't want to be caught and needed to get rid of the person blocking his way as soon as possible, so he walked towards Chen Chuan and decided to solve the problem with his fists and feet.

When Chen Chuan saw him coming, he did not retreat but took a step forward and walked towards him. When the two of them got close, he first launched an attack and kicked the opponent. The kick was very fast, and even from Duma's perspective, it was threatening enough.

So he ducked his body to try to dodge, and was ready to charge forward, but then he realized that it was a change of direction kick, so he slightly turned sideways, raised his hand upwards, and immediately felt a strong force transmitted from Chen Chuan's leg.

Although he took the move, he felt a force constantly penetrating into him, as if someone was constantly pushing him. Under the resistance, he was unable to do anything else for a while.

After Chen Chuan subdued him with a kick, he took a step forward when he put his foot down, stretched out his hand and immediately grabbed Duma's raised forearm. Under normal circumstances, he could follow up with a tackling and hug, but he did not do so. Instead, he clenched his five fingers!
The tearing curtain force of the free-hand fighting technique is not only used on the face. The five fingers are pulled together enough to tear flesh and blood. However, this force made Dumana's arm muscles tense up, like a tire that is suddenly inflated, becoming slippery and tough, and the fingers were actually bounced outwards.

Then, he saw the other party thrust out a hand with five fingers together and poked at his chest, like a poisonous snake biting, at an incredibly fast speed. Seeing that it was too late to block, he slightly turned sideways, exerted his strength on his body, and took the initiative to crash into him.

Duma sensed something was wrong, and the fingers that were originally poking him suddenly opened up, and he pushed his palm outward to resist his forward momentum. With his other hand, he slapped away the hand that was trying to grab him again, and took advantage of the situation to grab the clothes on Chen Chuan's chest. He was about to use his strength to pull the opponent's center of gravity, but Chen Chuan kicked his ankle, and he could not help but raise his foot immediately.

But as he dodged, he could not exert any force from above. At this time, he saw Chen Chuan reaching out his hand to try to grab his fingers. Having just witnessed the strength of Chen Chuan's fingers, he knew that if he was caught, the place without the support of muscles and alienated tissues would definitely be rotten, so he quickly let go and retreated.

As he retreated, Chen Chuan approached him, his hands arcing, heading straight for his ears. He ducked and retreated, and it seemed that he had used a trick, retreating two steps in an instant, elbows inward, knees bent, the whole body contracted inward like a spring, and then suddenly released, sending a spinning force diagonally upward. Chen Chuan turned sideways to meet the attack with his arms, and it was the first time the two had fought head-on. With a bang, it was like two heavy and thick objects colliding.

But the result of this collision was that Chen Chuan stood still, while Duma took a few steps back. This made the Maca students who were watching the fight from the back look in disbelief.

Duma is a very capable young teacher in their academy, otherwise he would not have been asked to lead the team this time. How could he be forced to retreat in a head-on confrontation with a student of Wu Yi?
They could not accept this result in any way and felt that something must have gone wrong. The reality and their inner emotions instantly made them fall into a conflicting state of anxiety and fear.

Guan Xinyin and Luo Kaiyuan did not have so many thoughts. They had just experienced or witnessed Duma's power with their own eyes, but Chen Chuan had defeated this man. Besides being surprised, they also felt a sense of admiration in their hearts.

Chen Chuan looked at the retreating Duma and knew that he actually did not win this punch. Secondly, a large area above my shoulder was blurred, while Duma just used the method of stepping back to relieve the force and was not hurt at all.

The only difference was that, on the surface, he had the upper hand this time.

However, he had almost understood the fight just now. In terms of pure strength, he might not be as good as the teacher who had reached the second limit, but his reaction and speed should be as good as or even surpass that of the teacher.

In this case, he can fully utilize his advantage of fast reaction speed to attack back and actively exchange injuries for injuries.

So he stood up and continued to walk forward. In the eyes of everyone, as he pressed towards Duma, there was undoubtedly a pressure on him.

Duma looked at Chen Chuan, who was unharmed, with a look of doubt and amazement, thinking to himself: "Talent..."

It wasn't just the last collision between the two men, but during their fight just now, they were using strength almost all the time. Normally, a person of the first level would not be able to withstand the exertion of so much strength.

This is also the reason why people at the first limit can never beat fighters at the second limit. Not to mention the improvements in all aspects of physical fitness, the frequency with which both sides can exert their strength is completely on a different level.

But Chen Chuan seemed to have completely broken this rule. The only explanation was that he possessed talents that were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He felt very uncomfortable, as such a talent could be found in the Wuyi branch of the Dashun Republic of China, but they seemed unable to find such a person even after searching the entire country.

After Chen Chuan took two steps, he suddenly accelerated forward and raised his hand to punch. Duma saw it clearly, stepped back a little, and avoided the distance. At the same time, he kicked Chen Chuan in the head, but the latter ignored it and let the kick hit himself. He continued to move forward and hit Duma's chest with his back hand.

Duma felt a tightness in his chest and his breathing was obstructed. Knowing that something was wrong, he quickly used his hands to block and slap, continuously fending off a series of punches, elbows and knee strikes from Chen Chuan, and he also retreated again and again.

On the other side, Nali, who was fighting with Zhuang Zhi, took a punch and forced his opponent to retreat. He looked back and saw Duma being suppressed. He was a little anxious and confused. Why didn't Teacher Duma use his best Maca Vein Fist, but instead used a fighting style that was more inclined to Dashun? Isn't this giving up his own strengths?

Duma was actually helpless too. If he had been able to use that method, he would have used it long ago. He could feel Chen Chuan's breath, the flow of his blood, and even the strength of each of his blows, but the power and speed that the latter actually displayed were completely different, which made it impossible for him to make a real judgment.

He was also very uncomfortable, because after twenty or thirty years of training, he had become accustomed to using his feelings to coordinate his strength and to control his opponents. Now he met someone who felt one thing but actually performed another. His brain knew what to do, but his body always made a response that it thought was "reasonable" first, which forced him to pay attention to and correct his habits when he was attacking. He was always a beat slow, which was very fatal.

Even though Chen Chuan's strength was not as good as his, it was not much different. His reaction and speed seemed to be faster than his. Even though he had not consumed much energy and had no injuries, he looked like the one being suppressed.

At this moment he realized that he might not be able to escape, but his students should not end up like this, he must give them a chance to escape, perhaps that was the only way, and he would have to bear all the blame himself.

Thinking of this, a look of determination appeared in his eyes. After choosing to fight with Chen Chuan again, he used his strength to retreat far away. Then he took a deep breath, crossed his hands in front of him, and the muscles in his body suddenly moved.

In just a moment, blue veins appeared on the surface of his body, like the thin veins of leaves. At the same time, his body turned red and hot, and exuded a sense of danger.

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(End of this chapter)