About After I Became a Soul Killer

Chapter 17 Forbidden Technique
"Oh, well, let's fight then." Chen Zifan sighed.

He drew out his saber. It was a sword that looked like a soul destroyer, but was made of ordinary steel. It was a sword that the school gave to the students for practice and competition.

Chen Zifan suddenly found that the tea picture was not equipped with a knife, and he stood there silently, without saying a word.

The tea picture gave Chen Zifan a very strange feeling, even an indescribable feeling of strangeness.

"Brother Chatu, you underestimate me too, why don't you use a knife?" Chen Zifan smiled bitterly after a while.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not underestimating you, but I'm used to boxing." Chatu said, "I was a boxer before I entered school."

Cha Tu was born in a village in the northern part of the empire. He learned boxing from his grandfather since childhood. It is said that Cha Tu's grandfather was a world-famous powerhouse during his lifetime.

The reason why he Chatu was classified into the seventh class was not because of his bad character, but because he likes to kill in fights.

Chatu signed up for the local boxing competition at the age of 12 and passed all the way. His opponents were all professional boxers who were ten years older than him and much taller than him.

It was not all smooth sailing for him when he first started boxing. On the contrary, Chatu was often beaten badly in boxing matches at first.

However, in the face of these fierce generals, Cha Tu has no fear at all. Even if he goes up to fight, he will be beaten. With the passage of time, in the local urban area, there is no opponent for Cha Tu in regular boxing matches.

So when he was 15 years old, he came to Nantian City alone, the capital of the empire, to sign up for various underground boxing matches.

The underground boxing competition is different from the regular competition system. It is a competition without rules. In other words, you can beat the opponent to the death without obeying any rules until the opponent admits defeat.

That is, the experience along the way, which makes Chatu not only strong and belligerent, but he never bullies the weak, because his grandfather once taught him when he was very young: fists are used to protect the one he loves. It is not a weapon used to kill at will. The strong should use their power to protect the weak instead of bullying the weak.

But his biggest disadvantage is that once he starts a war with someone, he will not stop, and even nearly misses and kills the opponent several times in the unruly underground fighting arena.

The two of them stood there in silence, as if no one had any plans to take the lead.

"This guy seems to think that he has a solid chance of winning." Chen Zifan thought to himself, yes, in Chen Zifan's opinion, Chatu did not move because of prudence but disdain.

This guy Chatu is afraid that no matter which angle he attacks from, he has the means to win with one blow. Thinking of this, Chen Zifan can't help but sigh how he came up to meet a leader like the seventh class.

Chen Zifan decided to launch the first move, his physical skills were not strong, and he could not delay in a battle for too long, relying on his natural spiritual power.

Chen Zifan pulled out his saber and swung it abruptly, looking at Cha Tu with indifferent eyes.

The next moment, Chen Zifan Lingbu flashed to the right side of the tea picture, and Chen Zifan, who was holding a saber, suddenly chopped off.

But soon, what he expected happened, Chatu actually held his own blade with one hand.

Seeing this, Chen Zifan hurriedly drew his knife and retreated. He had long expected that as a close-combat powerhouse, Chatu's physical skills would not be bad, and it was very likely that his own blade would not be able to cause damage to Chatu.

But for the first time, Chen Zifan was still a little shocked when he faced someone who had trained his physical skills and physical body to such an extent.

"Are you tense?" Chen Zifan asked Cha Tu.

"Exactly." After speaking, Cha Tu quickly rushed to Chen Zifan and punched him, Chen Zifan hurriedly blocked it with his arms, and the strength of this punch made Chen Zifan almost fall into the spring.

"Go! Is it so strong? He should have divided his strength just now, using his strength to concentrate part of his strength on his feet to use Lingbu, and part of his strength in his fists to punch that punch." Chen Zifan immediately thought.

It seems that he has encountered a tough stubble. Just by looking at this guy, he can tell that he is the kind of person who has been practicing all the year round, and his physique and muscles have already been tempered.

If you want to defeat him in physical skills, it is really impossible.

"It seems that I'm not your opponent in fighting for strength." Chen Zifan smiled wryly.

Cha Tu didn't answer, but struck again with a punch, and Chen Zifan used Ling Bu to quickly dodge this time.

"It seems that you are not a sleight of hand. You can avoid my fist in time at a short distance. Yes, you are indeed a person with your own spiritual power." Chatu praised.

Chatu is notoriously silent in the class, the kind of person who can't beat a fart with a stick, but he is also the most powerful being in the seventh class.

The seventh class on the school day was a mess, each fighting fiercely, until a dark-brown man with curly hair pushed open the door.

No one knew what happened that day, but everyone knew that after that day, the arrogant and domineering class [-] students began to respectfully call Cha Tu "Big Brother".

Although Chen Zifan was not as good as Chatu, his strength was that his spiritual power was much higher than that of ordinary students.

Chatu launched a fierce attack again, Chen Zifan kept using Lingbu to dodge, and the two fought back and forth.

"Why doesn't that Chen Zifan attack?"

"Nonsense, can he beat Cha Tu? Cha Tu is also a strong-level existence in the seventh class of villains."

The students in the audience were talking.

Maria and Yu watched calmly from the player's seat without saying a word.

There seemed to be no fluctuations on the faces of the two of them. Their expressions had always been the same since Chen Zifan entered the venue.

Although Chen Zifan's physical skills are not as strong as Chatu's, his swordsmanship is still relatively superb. When Chen Zifan's body is dodging Chatu's iron fist, he constantly slashes at Chatu with his super high sword skills.

However, although many knives were hit, they were unable to inflict damage because of Chatu's tense body.

Chen Zifan gathered a lot of spiritual power in his footsteps and burst out in an instant, which surprised Chatu, and Chen Zifan suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Chatu.

"The Fifth of Spiritual Art: Breaking Art. Fire Dragon Bullet."

In an instant, a huge flame burst out from Chen Zifan's hand, and the monstrous fire turned into a blazing fire that spewed out of Chen Zifan's palm.

The dragon of flames, which seemed to be able to swept all things in the world, made a deafening sound, and with the sound of explosion, the dragon suddenly rushed towards the tea map.

It turned out that before the competition, Chen Zifan had already given up his strength attack and opted for a spiritual attack. During the three-month course, he was particularly serious about the spirituality class taught by Professor Rhodes.

From the beginning, he kept dodging Chatu's melee attacks.

He decided that Cha Tu spent all his time practising taijutsu so that he had the confidence to not use a knife.

On the other hand, he is good at magic, and he needs to keep distance from the enemy and find a suitable position to activate the magic.

The position of this blow is so good that Chatu cannot dodge.

The flames attacked Chatu, and after the explosion sound caused by the collision of energy and flesh, the venue was instantly filled with thick smoke.

The students in the stands were stunned. Although Breaking the Law No. [-] is a compulsory course for first-year students, and most students can master it in a month, this is the first time they have seen such a large-scale effect.

"Is this the power of someone born with sufficient spiritual power?!" a student said in shock.

Chen Zifan didn't know what the consequences would be, but he didn't think this trick could solve Chatu.

The diffused smoke gradually faded away, and Cha Tu's almost unscathed body, as well as some of the burned clothes, appeared in the field of vision.

The next moment, the audience was shocked, Chen Zifan was also shocked, and even Director Cliff's face showed shock.

Chen Zifan stared at the tea picture in a stunned manner, what's the situation? !

His own magic only burned his clothes? !

"No, it's impossible! The fifth method of breaking the law is that I have practiced countless offensive spirit techniques, how could it not work!" Chen Zifan was shocked, but his expression remained calm.

"Is that so, spirit art? Chen Zifan, don't naively think that you can defeat me by relying on spirit art. My body can withstand all attacks without damage." Chatu said coldly, but it was obvious that he entered the war. .

Chatu took the lead in launching another attack.

At this moment, the two were fighting again, and Chatu never gave Chen Zifan a chance to attack from a distance. Chen Zifan had no choice but to draw a knife and fight with him.

"Fuck!" Chen Zifan drew his knife with his backhand and slammed against Cha Tu's fists.

"This guy is planning to kill me!" Chen Zifan looked at Cha Tu viciously.

Chatu's expression was already silent and indifferent.

He stared at Chen Zifan coldly.

When your own knife slashes on the opponent's tense body, it's like slashing on steel, and it can't cause damage at all. What should I do if it goes on like this? !

"Boy, your swordsmanship is good. You can block every blow with a knife and instantly slash at me. You should practice your body more." Chatu praised.

Chen Zifan couldn't laugh at this moment, he was clearly at a disadvantage.

It was at this moment that Chen Zifan seized the opportunity again to use a spiritual technique that could be used in close proximity and bound the opponent.

"Spiritual Technique Three: Binding. Binding the Wind Rope."

In an instant, several strong winds formed several wind ropes to tie the tea figure tightly. Since Chen Zifan's spiritual power value was higher than that of the tea figure, this caused the tea figure to be unable to break free for a while by brute force.

Chen Zifan did not take the opportunity to distance himself, but stood in front of Cha Tu.

He aimed the palm of his right hand at Chatu's head.

"The law of the king,

Light blooms in the dark,
Praise the Holy Light,

Dispel everything! "

"Ten of Spiritual Art. Breaking Art: Spirit Flash!"

In an instant, a dazzling blue light emerged from Chen Zifan's palm, and the huge spiritual sons gathered in the palm, firing a cannon-like spiritual son ray attack.

This spiritual technique is not classified as an elemental technique, but condensed pure spiritual power to launch a bombardment in the palm of the hand, which is also a spiritual technique that a soul destroyer must master.

And Chen Zifan blocked everything in this blow, he condensed the spiritual power of his whole body and bet on this shot.

And this blow was a spiritual technique that Chen Zifan chanted completely in sufficient time, and it was a blow that fully unleashed its power under the limit of his spiritual power.

"I didn't expect that he could even learn Spirit Flash! Is he a genius!"

"He's too vicious! He sings and uses it directly at the opponent's head. What if he kills the opponent at once!"

The students discussed again.

This spiritual technique requires extremely high spiritual power of the practitioner. Although it is compulsory, many students cannot fully use it until the end of their sophomore year.

Chen Zifan mastered this spirit technique in just three months in the first year! Chen Zifan knew that his attack was extremely powerful, but it was not enough to kill Chatu, but at least it made him lose his mobility.

With this blow, Chen Zifan himself suffered quite a bit of backlash. The sleeve of his right shirt was torn, and many scars appeared on his right arm under the strong impact of spiritual power.

Chen Zifan gasped hard, this should be the solution.

"Goodbye Brother Li." Chen Zifan once again put on a dead fish face and walked back with his hands in his pockets.

The sun shines on the boy, and the pride of the madness is unparalleled at this moment.

Just as he walked out, Chatu's voice sounded again.

"Wait! You don't think you can beat me with this ability."

Chen Zifan was stunned, he turned around in horror, Tea Tu covered in blood was lying on the ground and trying to get up.

"What should I do?! He still has strength?" Chen Zifan panicked in his heart. The blow just now had consumed all his spiritual power. If he couldn't defeat Chatu with that blow, he would definitely lose today!
Chen Zifan froze in place, at a loss.

Chatu shouted fiercely: "Strength! Eighth-level collapse! Triple-level! Open!"

In an instant, golden light emerged from Cha Tu, and a strong force swept the audience.

"Baji collapse! That's a forbidden technique that's not in the official spiritual archives! That student is only in the first grade, how could that be?" The third-year student beside the red-haired man said in horror.

However, at this time, even the red-haired man had a hint of surprise on his face.

"It's really interesting, this class of freshmen is really hiding dragons and crouching tigers." The red-haired man touched his chin thoughtfully.

Eight extreme collapses, a kind of ultimate move that can only be mastered by training the body and tenacity to the extreme, divided into eight realms.

It can be said to be an evolutionary version of Tension, and it is the strongest physical technique in the continent.

It is said that the eighth level can be used to block and kill gods and demons! However, due to the great consumption and damage to the body after use, it may even die, and the physical requirements of learning are extremely harsh, so it is listed as a forbidden technique .

It is rumored in the mainland that the powerhouses of the world opened the eight gates to repel some kind of monster that could rival the gods when the empire was in crisis.

Chatu stood up, and the golden light kept flashing from his body. The golden light was not the light of blue spiritual power, but the light of the power unique to the eighth-level collapse!
It is the light that the sweat of the flesh evaporates!

At this time, the tea map also took out the killer.

"Originally, this move was reserved for dealing with the last opponent. I didn't expect to meet someone like you in the first round. Let me die, Chen Zifan. My strength and speed are not at the same level as before."

In just one second, Cha Tu crossed the entire arena and came to Chen Zifan's side. At this speed, Chen Zifan could not dodge at all, not to mention that he was exhausted at the moment.

Chatu grabbed Chen Zifan's arm and slammed it into the sky in the center of the field. Then he flew towards Chen Zifan at a very fast speed, grabbed Chen Zifan's head with his hand and told him that he slammed into the ground.

A bang! The whole ground cracked into a big hole, and Chen Zifan was lying in the hole in the center of the field, covered in blood.

"Damn it! I don't have the strength to resist, just admit defeat." Just when Chen Zifan was going to use his last strength to say the word admit defeat.

Chatu didn't give him this chance, but attacked again. He grabbed Chen Zifan's head and kept smashing it to the ground. After several times, he lifted Chen Zifan and slapped Chen Zifan's abdomen with his knees. Chen Zifan was beaten. His mouth vomited blood, and then Cha Tu smashed Chen Zifan to the ground with both fists.

Chen Zifan was already seriously injured, and he didn't even have the strength to cry out and admit defeat.

All the students looked at the runaway Cha Tu and the seriously injured Chen Zifan in horror.

The referee's bench noticed that Chatu seemed to be planning to kill him, so he was ready to call out the game and that Chatu won.

At this time, Cha Tu has completely lost his mind and has become a machine for killing and slaughtering.

Boxing, fighting skills, killing skills, this is the cognition engraved in Cha Tu's heart since he was a child.

He clearly knew that he lived as a warrior.

However, at this time, his fighting spirit filled his entire brain, and he couldn't stop, instead he started to attack harder and harder.

He vowed not to give up until Chen Zifan was killed. At this moment, Chen Zifan in front of him was not a student of the same grade, but an enemy. If he was an enemy, once he fought, he would have to kill the opponent.

In a semi-conscious state, Chen Zifan only retained a trace of reason.

In a coma, he heard the voice again, the voice of "Chen Zifan".

"Get up and kill him," said the voice.

"It's you, after merging with me, I thought you disappeared or fell asleep, hehe, I'm already like this, how can I still have the strength to kill him?" Chen Zifan was in a daze and talked to him in his mind.

"I'll give you the power," the voice said slowly.

"In the end, my skills are not as good as others. I don't think the school will stop him without your strength." Chen Zifan said with a wry smile.

"This guy is going to kill you. Even if the referee calls to stop, he will not stop when he loses his mind. With his current speed and strength, if you don't use my strength, you will die the next moment."

"Okay, okay, I'd like to see what kind of power you have for me."

A red light slowly rose from somewhere in Chen Zifan's heart.

A string of ancient words read in soul language flashed in Chen Zifan's mind:
Don't be bound by rules, prohibitions, bottom lines, morals.

Break one layer and enjoy one layer.

The one with the knife, all the way to the top of the Tower of Babel.

The throne is already crumbling.

The old order has fallen into disrepair.

The fireworks called desire in people's hearts have been slowly ignited.

Sin in the heart should not be suppressed.

Release it, sing it, ride it.

We will stand above the clouds.

(End of this chapter)