From one person to nine to five

Chapter 703 Generals and Ministers (4)

Jiang Chen's arc claw technique seemed a bit strenuous in the wind and snow. Each time he swung it, he could only barely block some of the snowflakes, but there were still many snowflakes that broke through his defense and hit his body.

Although his armor was strong, it still couldn't completely resist the snowflakes condensed by his internal energy. Small scratches began to appear on Jiang Chen's body, and blood began to seep out slowly.

Xu Fu's offensive was like a snowstorm, with no sign of stopping. His long spear drew silver rays in the wind and snow, and these silver rays were like sharp blades, cutting through the generals' defenses.

Jiang Chen's face became more and more solemn. He knew that if he continued like this, he would be defeated by Xu Fu sooner or later.

After a blow from the snow, Jiang Chen suddenly made a bold decision. He gave up defense, rushed forward, and rushed directly into the snowstorm of Xu Fu.

His action was beyond Xu Fu's expectations. Although his Gray Blowing Snow was powerful, its power would be greatly reduced once the enemy got close to him.

Jiang Chen's charge allowed him to successfully approach Xu Fu. His hands once again transformed into eagle claws, attacking Xu Fu's vital points.

Xu Fu's reaction was also very fast. He swung his long spear violently, trying to block Jiang Chen's attack. However, Jiang Chen's attack speed was too fast, and his claws had already touched Xu Fu's chest.

At this critical moment, Xu Fu's body suddenly leaned back, and his long spear pressed down, hitting the general's arm.

Jiang Chen's attack was successfully blocked, but his impact also made Xu Fu unstable, and their bodies were almost stuck together.

In this close-range confrontation, Xu Fu's Gray Blowing Snow was no longer effective. He could only rely on the flexibility of his long spear and his own reaction speed to deal with the attacks of his generals.

Jiang Chen's eagle claws were like a violent storm, constantly attacking Xu Fu. Xu Fu's long spear danced in his hands like a living thing, and every swing was just right to block Jiang Chen's attack.

The battle between the two men has entered a white-hot stage, and every confrontation is full of variables. Xu Fu's long spear and Jiang Chen's eagle claws interweave in the air, creating dazzling rays of light, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Their battle is no longer just a contest of strength, but also a competition of wisdom and courage.

As the battle continued, Xu Fu began to feel tired, his breathing became rapid, and sweat dripped down his forehead.

However, his eyes remained firm, for he knew that this battle was not only for victory, but also for honor and belief.

He adjusted his breathing, gripped the spear tightly again, and prepared to launch the final attack.

Jiang Chen also felt Xu Fu's determination, and a trace of respect flashed in his eyes. He knew that the opponent in front of him, although young, had an unyielding will. He put away his contempt and prepared to go all out.

Xu Fu's ash blowing snow did not end there, his fighting skills were far more than that. With the fall of the generals and ministers, Xu Fu did not relax his vigilance, he knew that the variables on the battlefield were everywhere.

He took a deep breath, his internal energy circulated in his body, and the long spear trembled slightly, as if responding to his strength.

The gray mist did not dissipate with the end of the battle, but became thicker under Xu Fu's control. This mist was not ordinary, but was transformed by Xu Fu's inner strength. Every drop of mist contained his will and power.

Xu Fu's figure was looming in the mist, and his movements became elusive, as if he had merged with the mist.

Xu Fu began to dance with his long spear in the fog. Every swing brought up a whirlwind, which rolled up the fog, making the entire battlefield hazy and mysterious.

His long spear drew tracks in the fog. These tracks were not random, but were arranged according to some ancient formation, forming a huge fog formation.

As Xu Fu trembled, the tip of the long spear began to emit a low humming sound, which echoed in the mist, as if summoning something.

As the buzzing sound intensified, the whirlwinds in the fog became more violent. They were no longer disordered turbulence, but rotated according to a certain pattern to form tornadoes.

Xu Fu's figure shuttled through the tornado. Every time he appeared, he was accompanied by the swing of his long spear, and every swing brought up sharp wind blades.

These wind blades shuttled through the fog, their target no longer being the generals, but the control of the entire battlefield.

Xu Fu's trembling was not without purpose. Every trembling of his was accompanied by an outburst of internal force. These internal forces formed invisible waves in the mist. These waves propagated in the mist and formed a special frequency.

This frequency was synchronized with Xu Fu's heartbeat, allowing him to sense every subtle change in the mist.

In this trembling, Xu Fu's perception became extremely sharp. He was able to capture every tiny movement on the battlefield, whether it was the flow of wind or the vibration of the ground.

His long spear became more flexible in this trembling. Every swing could find the best attack angle, and every stab could achieve maximum destructive power.

Xu Fu's trembling continued, his long spear danced faster and faster in the mist, and the whirlwind and tornado became more violent under his control.

The entire battlefield was shrouded in fog, greatly limiting vision and perception, but Xu Fu was able to thrive in this environment, and each of his attacks hit the target accurately.

As the trembling continued, Xu Fu's internal strength was constantly consumed, but his will became more and more firm. He knew that only by persisting to the end could he achieve the final victory.

His long spear drew a final trajectory in the fog, which was like a flash of lightning, cutting through the thick fog and pointing straight to the center of the battlefield.

As the fog gradually dissipated, the scene on the battlefield became clear. Xu Fu stood at the edge of the pit, his long spear standing beside him like a guardian, the tip of the spear digging deep into the ground, as if announcing the end of the battle.

His clothes fluttered gently in the breeze, and although traces of battle were all over his body, his eyes revealed endless tenacity and indomitable spirit.

All around Xu Fu was the earth torn apart by his dust and snow. The land was rolling and gullies were crisscrossed. This was a direct manifestation of his inner strength and skills.

He knew that victory in this battle depended not only on strength, but also on the control of the environment and the precise use of tactics.

His Ashblower is not only a means of attack, but also a strategy. By controlling the fog of the battlefield, he can launch a fatal blow when the enemy is least prepared.

At this moment, Xu Fu's attention was not entirely focused on the joy of victory. His eyes penetrated the battlefield, as if looking for something.

He knew in his heart that the real battle was far from over, and this was just a node in his long journey. He needed to stay alert and be prepared to face unknown challenges.

Xu Fu slowly adjusted his breathing, his inner strength circulated in his body, restoring his consumed strength. Although his long spear was still, it still emitted a faint light, a sign of Xu Fu's endless inner strength. He began to slowly perceive the surrounding environment, every heartbeat was synchronized with the pulse of the earth, and every breath was in sync with the rhythm of the wind.

At this moment, Xu Fu's brows slightly frowned, and he sensed an unusual fluctuation. This fluctuation was weak and rapid, as if something was approaching rapidly.

He immediately became alert, pulled out his long spear from the ground, and lowered his body slightly, ready to fight.

Xu Fu's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he stared at the direction where the wave came from. Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from under the ground, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.

This is a huge ground beast with a body covered with hard scales and a fierce light flashing in its eyes.

Xu Fu did not hesitate at all. He swung his long spear violently, which collided with the sharp claws of the ground beast, making a dull sound.

The ground beast was extremely powerful, but Xu Fu's long spear was no ordinary weapon. The confrontation between the two created a powerful airflow that blew away the surrounding dust.

The battle between Xu Fu and the ground beast unfolded quickly. The ground beast's attacks were violent and direct, and every swing of its claws was accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air.

Xu Fu relied on the flexibility of his long spear and his own skills to continuously resolve the attacks of the ground beasts.

His long spear danced in his hand like a nimble dragon. Every swing was accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, and it collided with the sharp claws of the ground beast, making a series of metallic collision sounds.

Xu Fu's long spear slashed across the body of the ground beast, and his eyes turned to Jiang Chen again. He realized that Jiang Chen was not really dead, but had temporarily lost consciousness during the battle.

Now, Jiang Chen stood up slowly, his figure looked exceptionally tall in the afterglow of the setting sun, his armor was covered with traces of battle, and every scratch was a testimony to his glory.

There was an unyielding light in Jiang Chen's eyes. Although his body was tired, his will to fight was even stronger.

He knew that this battle was not just a matter of victory or defeat, but also a contest of honor and belief. He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and prepared to meet Xu Fu's new round of attack.

Xu Fu's long spear trembled slightly in his hand, and he could feel Jiang Chen's fighting spirit. He knew that Jiang Chen was a worthy opponent, and the battle between them would be more intense.

Xu Fu's internal energy flowed through his body, and the light on his halberd became brighter, which was a signal that he was ready to launch an attack.

Jiang Chen did not wait for Xu Fu's attack, he took the initiative to attack, his figure was like a flash of lightning, and he rushed in front of Xu Fu in an instant. His hands once again turned into eagle claws, and went straight to Xu Fu's vital points.

Xu Fu's reaction was also extremely fast. He swung his long spear violently, trying to block the general's attack.

However, Jiang Chen's attack was too fast and his claws had already touched Xu Fu's chest.

At this critical moment, Xu Fu's body suddenly leaned back, and his long spear pressed down, hitting the general's arm.

Jiang Chen's attack was successfully blocked, but his impact also made Xu Fu unstable, and their bodies were almost stuck together.

In this close-range confrontation, Xu Fu's Gray Blowing Snow was no longer effective. He could only rely on the flexibility of his long spear and his own reaction speed to deal with the attacks of his generals.

Jiang Chen's eagle claws were like a violent storm, constantly attacking Xu Fu. Xu Fu's long spear danced in his hands like a living thing, and every swing was just right to block Jiang Chen's attack.

Although Jiang Chen's body fell down again, his will was as hard as steel. He slowly got up from the ground, adjusted his breathing, and prepared to fight again.

There was an unyielding light in his eyes. He knew that this battle was far from over and he still had an unfinished mission. Jiang Chen took a deep breath, and his body began to emit an unusual aura, which was a sign that he was ready to use the Hundred Claws.

The Hundred Claws is an extremely powerful martial art that requires the user to concentrate his inner strength into his claws and swing them at extremely fast speeds to create countless claw shadows. Each claw shadow is like a solid entity that can tear through the air and even space.

This martial art not only requires extremely high internal strength, but also extremely precise control to ensure that every claw shadow can hit the target accurately.

Xu Fu felt the change in Jiang Chen and his brows frowned slightly. He knew that the martial arts that Jiang Chen was about to display were extraordinary.

He gripped the spear tightly, his internal energy flowing through his body, and the light on the spear became brighter, which was a signal that he was ready to meet the challenge.

Jiang Chen's hands began to slowly rise, and his claws drew arcs in the air, each arc carrying a powerful fluctuation of internal force.

His claws moved faster and faster, eventually turning into a series of afterimages. Slight crackling sounds began to appear in the air, which was the sound produced by the friction between his internal force and the air.

Xu Fu's long spear trembled slightly in his hand, and he could feel the fluctuation of the general's internal strength.

He knew that once Jiang Chen's Hundred Claws were unleashed, it would be an extremely fierce duel. Xu Fu's internal energy flowed through his body, and the light on his long spear became brighter, which was a signal that he was ready to launch an attack.

Jiang Chen's Hundred Ripping Claws were finally activated, and his claws turned into countless claw shadows, each of which carried the power to tear the air and pointed directly at Xu Fu's vital points.

Xu Fu's reaction was also very fast, he swung his long spear violently, trying to block Jiang Chen's attack. However, Jiang Chen's attack speed was too fast, and his claw shadow had already touched Xu Fu's defense.

Xu Fu's long spear danced in his hand like a living thing, and every swing was just right to block the attacks of the generals and ministers.

However, Jiang Chen's Hundred Claws were too powerful. His claw shadows were continuous, and each one carried great force. Cracks began to appear in Xu Fu's defense.

Xu Fu knew that if he didn't find a way to crack the spell quickly, he might be defeated by his general. With a flash of determination in his eyes, he decided to take a risk.

When Jiang Chen's next attack came, Xu Fu suddenly gave up his defense, and his long spear stabbed out at a strange angle, pointing directly at Jiang Chen's heart.

This is a lose-lose tactic. If Jiang Chen does not stop, he may be able to injure Xu Fu, but he will also pay the price with his life.

There was a glimmer of surprise in Jiang Chen's eyes; he had not expected Xu Fu to adopt such a tactic.

(End of this chapter)