Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 180 Baking Furnace
Tan Wang kept dodging and moving back and forth among the incoming sword lights. He discovered that Chen Chuan's sword had both power and speed, but lacked in skills. This allowed him to use his own experience to a certain extent to dodge and move around instead of resisting head-on.

Only when they really cannot dodge will they choose to fight with their limbs and body. Under the action of the force, the muscles and scales attached to them can dissipate the force of the knife to the minimum after a while of wriggling.

Since both of them were moving at a very fast speed, the sounds of attack, parry and collision on both sides seemed to be heard without any interval, and the huge rain curtain was constantly being broken open one after another.

Sometimes, before the rain that exploded in one direction fell back, another circle of rain exploded on the other side, and between them, you could see moving paths that were forcibly pushed open, one after another.

Thunder shook in the sky and lightning kept jumping. Two figures were reflected in the sky a moment ago and disappeared in the next moment. Only the mud, water and grass stems on the ground exploded together.

After such a high-intensity confrontation lasted for more than ten minutes, Tan Wang felt a little uncomfortable. He needed to use his strength continuously to fight against the swords, which required him to concentrate without any omissions. This was a huge burden and test for his own energy and physical strength.

It’s okay now since the time is short, but if it is longer, it will be difficult to maintain as your physical strength declines, and mistakes will inevitably occur.

He couldn't help but think that it was a bad decision, because the gland implantation surgery was not completed. Otherwise, he would be able to secrete a kind of oil on the surface of the scales, which could effectively deflect the slashing, stabbing, cutting of various sharp weapons and even bullet attacks.

Furthermore, if the venom gland surgery on the upper jaw is done in advance, then during battle, one only needs to seize the opportunity to spray out a puff of poison mist to eliminate the opponent. Why would one need to go through so much trouble?

Chen Chuan's sword moves were terribly stable. It was like this at the beginning and it is still like this now. There has been no change from beginning to end, as if he could continue to swing and slash like this forever.

He now began to doubt his own judgment. What kind of medicine could last for such a long time?
Or...is this his own strength?

No, there is no such possibility.

He himself did not notice that when he began to feel anxious and doubtful, it was often the first sign that he was losing concentration and his physical strength was beginning to decline.

Chen Chuan looked at the enemy in front of him intently. It was only a dozen minutes. Before that, he had to swim in the pit and fight against the endless darkness and depressing environment for at least an hour. This was nothing to him.

That intensive training greatly improved his ability to withstand pressure. At least the fight in front of him could not shake his will even a little bit.

Even if the second overlap time runs out, he can still continue to swing his sword unwaveringly until the opponent in front of him falls, or he falls himself.

After fighting for another ten minutes or so, Tan Wang felt something was wrong. It seemed that his body could not keep up with the reaction sometimes. Although he made up for it with experience, he still felt that there was a problem.

He knew it was probably due to the implant.

Implants often cause a decrease in combat effectiveness due to mismatch with the main body. Originally, the Secret Snake Cult had its own specialized implant doctors and its own implant cultivation room, and everyone had an implant corresponding to him.

However, his original implants were almost all destroyed by He Xiaoxing, especially the offensive limbs, which forced him to change a new set.

In order to improve combat effectiveness, this time we simply used an upgraded version, but due to adaptation reasons, that set is still under development, so we just temporarily equipped it with a general set to use.

There is no problem with the short-term use of universal implants, but after a long period of use, there is a sense of sluggishness.

Perhaps taking medicine could temporarily help him overcome the problem, but not to mention that the medicine was not on him. Even now, he was not allowed to do this.

The two sides were in a state of fierce confrontation at the moment, and were very sensitive to every subtle movement. As soon as his problem appeared, Chen Chuan immediately felt something different. He found that Tan Wang's rhythm was a little disordered and he no longer had the initial sense of stability.

This undoubtedly illustrates one thing.

The opponent's condition is declining!

At the same time, he realized that even he had noticed this kind of thing, so there was no reason for Tan Wang not to know about it, so he would definitely find a way to save the situation or break the deadlock.

Change may come later, but it may be right in the next moment.

He couldn't help but increase his concentration.

However, Tan Wang did not change immediately. He obviously had rich combat experience and dealt with it patiently. He wanted to drag it out first, perhaps making his opponent impatient and revealing a flaw.

However, when facing an opponent who was almost not impatient or reckless, he could not wait for a turnaround for a long time and could only choose to make changes first.

His arm now blocked another slash from the blade. In the past he would try to deflect the blade's force through muscle movement and the hardness of his scales, but this time there was a new change.

The moment it touched the blade, the blue veins on the arm began to wriggle, and the skin there suddenly broke open, revealing snake-like limbs that wrapped around the blade and tightly wrapped around it.

After seeing this, Chen Chuan's expression froze, but he did not choose to snatch it immediately. Instead, he loosened the handle of the knife, walked forward, and immediately rushed to the inner circle, rushing towards Tan Wang and launching a fierce attack. The latter only met the attack with one hand, and simply resisted the attacks with his body.

Although Chen Chuan was quite strong, even a little stronger than him, he possessed highly resilient muscles and could easily dispel such punches and kicks, making them difficult to pose much threat to him. The key was that as long as he could control the knife, it would be much easier to fight him.

Seeing that several attacks were of little use, Chen Chuan immediately changed his attack method. After a punch to the face was blocked, he immediately changed his fist into a palm, grabbed Tan Wang's wrist and pulled it back. The latter felt a force penetrating inside, and immediately his muscles tensed and twisted, breaking his fingers apart.

At this moment, Chen Chuan lowered his left hand, grabbed the middle of the blade with a snap, turned his waist and pulled it, while opening his right palm and heading straight for Tan Wang's face.

Tan Wang felt that the blade that had been wrapped around him was being pulled away. Naturally, he was unwilling to let go. As he struggled, his center of gravity tilted forward. He saw that the palm was coming at a very fast speed and was almost touching his face.

His pupils shrank, as if he sensed danger, but he tilted his head back, and the muscles in his neck moved, stretching out of thin air, and his entire head almost folded onto his back, thus avoiding the attack, and then he raised his hand to block Chen Chuan's palm. If someone was standing behind him at this time, they would be able to see a smile on his face as he tilted his head back.

He is no longer in a hurry. As soon as Chen Chuan's offensive is over, he will immediately use the Secret Snake Cult's dense snake grappling technique, using the high flexibility of his limbs and some modified joints to grab his opponent. Once he succeeds, unless the opponent is much stronger than him, he will be entangled to death.

Chen Chuan also felt that this kind of fight was very disadvantageous to him, because he did not pose enough threat to Tan Wang with his bare hands.

As long as the latter can survive his attacks, he will definitely use his experienced close combat skills to fight him, so that he will inevitably fall into a passive position and will no longer be able to control the direction of the battle.

At this time, he did not rush headfirst into the enemy's path. Instead, he responded quickly, raised his knees and kicked with his feet. When he was blocked by the opponent, he used the force to step back. He bent his body slightly, stretched out his hands, and grasped the handle of the knife. While stepping on the ground, he turned his waist at the same time and swung it upwards.

This time, the alienated tissues all over his body pushed forward layer by layer, with such great force that the mud under his feet sank.

Tan Wang felt a powerful force coming towards him and his expression changed slightly. If he didn't let go of the knife, there was a high possibility that his whole body would be lifted up. Even if he could stay still, those universal snake limbs would most likely be broken under the confrontation between the two.

After he found that he might not be able to lock the knife, he simply gave up and loosened his snake limbs. He turned around on the spot, coiled like a snake, and then leaped forward, suddenly pouncing in front of Chen Chuan with his hands open, ready to hug his waist and legs.

At this time, Chen Chuan raised his hands, exposing his open door, and there was no time to cover it. As long as he stepped forward and hugged him, he could still achieve his original goal.

Unexpectedly, Chen Chuan still had strength to spare, and he took a step back in time, flicked his wrist backwards, sank his body downwards, and aimed the long and narrow handle of the knife downwards and stabbed it. Tan Wang narrowed his eyes and had to dodge sideways, while Chen Chuan turned his waist, moved his arm, and then turned his wrist again, and slashed horizontally in the direction he dodged.

Tan Wang had to roll sideways to avoid the attack.

Chen Chuan swung the long sword away with one hand, forced Tan Wang back, then slowly retracted the sword and held it steadily with both hands, with the tip of the sword pointing at his opponent.

Tan Wang's face looked slightly grim, and he was back to his previous rhythm. In this case, he could only choose the method he didn't want to use.

By stimulating the alienated tissue through a certain breathing method, the combat effectiveness can be improved for a short period of time, but he himself can withstand it, and the universal implant may not be able to withstand it.

However, even if he didn't do this, the implant might not last long, and he thought he had just figured out Chen Chuan's limit. He only needed to increase his combat power a little, which would be enough for him to resolve the battle. So he opened his hands and the breath valve in his body suddenly opened.

Chen Chuan suddenly noticed that Tan Wang's back and chest were rising and falling faster, and his eyes began to become bloodshot. He immediately realized that the other party must be stimulating the alienated tissue.

This should be the opponent's final killer move. If that's the case, then it's about time.

He took a long breath and began to practice the Furnace Breathing Method. In an instant, all the energy that had been accumulated over the past month was released from the alienated tissue under the combined effect of internal and external breathing and transferred to his limbs and bones.

His body instantly became scorching hot, and a large amount of white vapor rose from his body, mixing with the rain. Under the strong wind, it seemed to be spinning and rising!
He lowered his center of gravity slightly and rushed forward suddenly, followed by a ray of sword light that split the rain curtain!
Tan Wang was shocked, because Chen Chuan's speed was even faster than before. He could hardly see him clearly. He could only dodge by feeling and keep his distance.

However, the knife light was chasing after him like rolling snow, and he had to block it with his arm. But at the moment when the two came into contact, he suddenly felt a lightness somewhere in his body, his pupils shrank rapidly, and his body quickly retreated backwards.

Chen Chuan stood where he was and did not chase after him. He just swung the blade, and then he heard a "click" sound and saw an arm falling from the air.

In the last slash, he combined the Hongfu Breathing Method and used a heavy-cutting sword force that he had never used before. After the force was poured into Xue Jun's sword, the sword also vibrated slightly.

Tan Wang's breathing became rapid, and the wound quickly closed due to the movement of his muscles. However, without an arm, not only did his combat effectiveness drop significantly, but even his balance was affected. The implant also became increasingly incompatible due to the series of intense use just now.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed in the sky, and the sky and the earth suddenly became as bright as day. In the blurred vision, Chen Chuan was seen walking towards him with a knife in his hand. His whole body seemed to be shrouded in the lingering white mist, and his face could no longer be seen clearly. Countless raindrops fell on the blade, breaking into even smaller water droplets.

At this moment, the idea of ​​escaping from here emerged in his mind. Then the figure disappeared from the spot again. He retreated hurriedly, but the lack of balance and the decline of physical strength caused his speed to be slower than before.

With a loud bang, a huge gap was cut in the chest and abdomen. He staggered when he landed, then bent down, and a large amount of blood and tissue fluid sprayed on the ground.

He propped himself up on the ground, then covered his stomach, struggled to get up, and stumbled out.

Chen Chuan stuck the Snow King Knife into the ground, strode forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed Tan Wang's hair, pulling it back so that his face looked up. He clenched his fist, slowly raised it, and said, "Teacher Tan, I remember you asked me if I was willing to go to the central city with you as a servant..."

The raised fist suddenly fell down and hit Tan Wang's face hard, and several teeth and blood flew out.

"That's my answer!"

At this time, Tan Wang laughed, as if he was mocking something.

Seeing this, Chen Chuan punched down again and again, and kept punching until Tan Wang's facial bones and teeth were shattered, leaving only a mess. After he completely lost consciousness, he let go and let him fall into a ball of mud mixed with rain water.

He stood there, slowly regulating his breathing, and as a wisp of white air came out, his hot body gradually calmed down. He looked up at the sky, feeling the rain gradually weakening. This storm was about to end.

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(End of this chapter)