Atlas of Heaven and Man

Chen Chuan stood firmly on the ground, resisting the sudden force on the long sword.

Although the power within seemed to be all-pervasive and highly penetrating, it was not fully exerted, so he managed to block it without resorting to the Second Self shift.

Earlier, he and Nie Guanshan had gone up to intercept, and although there was a difference in timing, Chen Bitong's movements were so fast that it appeared as if they happened almost simultaneously.

Originally, when his sword clashed with Chen Bitong's short sword and his strength was applied, a counter-shock force was transmitted back, but he was not restrained by it. Instead, he paid attention to the subsequent changes of the man, and he successfully caught the leading edge of the long sword's movement and blocked it in time.

His performance was undeniably good, even Nie Guanshan in the rear admitted that he had done a great job. However, all of this seemed to be in vain, because Yang Shen, who was not far behind, still interrupted the chanting ritual.

It wasn't that Yang Shen couldn't see Chen Chuan's interception, but that he didn't trust Chen Chuan. He didn't believe that the latter could really block Chen Bitong's String-Void Force and the changes in his sword momentum. After all, his own life was more important, so he took a step ahead to gather his own strength and prepare to meet the attack.

But the result was unexpected.

Chen Chuan glanced at him, a clear sign of distrust, but he didn't care about that.

He had his own code of conduct. The two of them were indeed carrying out a mission for the Defense Department. As long as they didn't do anything out of line, he would cooperate and fulfill his responsibilities, rather than holding them back.

Chen Bitong missed this strike, knowing that there would be no more chances. He decisively gave up on continuing the attack. Although he didn't achieve his goal this time, it wasn't without other gains.

Through the two attacks, he had already tested the speed and rhythm of the two people, as well as the various situations of the force operation. He even understood some of the internal situation between the three people, so he could come up with a more targeted offensive.

Nie Guanshan then returned to the posture of the Immortal Worship Stance, and Yang Shen also began chanting again.

Although Chen Bitong had not chosen to break through from Chen Chuan in either of the two consecutive attacks, they were not in a hurry, because Chen Bitong's caution was understandable given such an obvious flaw.

And they believed that as long as they defended steadily here, Chen Bitong would eventually try to break through from Chen Chuan if he wanted to break the situation.

Taking a step back, even if Chen Bitong really gave up on Chen Chuan's direction, the tactics of the three of them were currently being executed smoothly, and it wouldn't matter when the Entangling Dragon Cord was fully deployed.

Yu Lie, who was standing behind, felt very nervous for a while as he watched the four people confront each other, but he couldn't tell who he was nervous for. In short, his mood was very complicated.

At this moment, he seemed to remember something again, and looked at the rift a few times.

At this moment, a "clang" sound came from a distance, and he turned his head in surprise, only to see Chen Bitong throwing both swords in his hands to the ground.

Yang Shen and Nie Guanshan couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this.

Chen Bitong's long and short swords were extremely threatening because they could shuttle through the rift. Although they had already thought of countermeasures in their minds, they were not completely sure, but they didn't expect that this person would take the initiative to give up.

But not only did they not relax, but they became vigilant, which meant that this person might have more powerful means.

At this time, Chen Bitong stretched out his hands to both sides of his body, looking like wings. He could feel his spirit rising upwards, from the previous convergence and introversion to becoming high-spirited and亢进.

After staying in place for a moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from the field in a flash, but there was no sign of him anywhere else.

The three of them were not only using their senses to see, but also using their spirits to sense the existence of the person. At this time, they all felt the strangeness, actually…

They all suddenly looked up.

In the sky, about twenty or thirty meters above the ground, Chen Bitong's figure appeared there, his back against the light of the blood-red sunset, his arms outstretched, his whole person lying across the sky.

This was not jumping up, but using the ability to shuttle through the rift to reach there directly, after all, there were also rifts in the sky.

Yang Shen and Nie Guanshan were both shocked, and they immediately thought of what Chen Bitong was going to do. This was to launch an attack from the sky.

That would be difficult to block, because in this way, it meant that Chen Bitong could adjust the distance of the attack at any time, which greatly increased the threat to everyone.

To block the attack for Yang Shen, unless they could intercept the person halfway or further away, they would have to leap into the high altitude, but it was easy to go up, but there would be a fall back down.

And Chen Bitong didn't need to do this at all. As long as he avoided the rift again, he could return to the ground in the first time, and he would always be one step faster.

At this time, under the reflection of the sunset, Chen Bitong suddenly fell downwards, and faintly carried a sound of wind and thunder. At the same time, three Chen Bitong's figures appeared almost simultaneously above the three people, and then blasted a punch at the three people!

At this time, in the spiritual perception of the three people, they all felt that the one they were facing was the real one.

Chen Chuan looked at the incoming punch, the force on the fist was empty and reached, faintly filled with a strong pressure, and it felt as if he had used enough strength.

He had just witnessed Lao Hu being defeated with a single punch, and even with his Second Self, he was unwilling to endure it head-on, so he took a step back.

On the other two sides, Nie Guanshan naturally didn't dodge, relying purely on his Immortal Worship Stance to withstand the blow. He allowed Chen Bitong's punch to land on the crown of his head. A surge of fierce force penetrated his body, causing his knees to bend slightly, but he immediately straightened up, his fists reaching upwards, only to strike through an illusory image in the light and shadow.

On Yang Can's side, he narrowed his eyes, knowing he had to abandon his chanting. He gathered his strength to dodge, knowing that as long as he continued the ritual, he would definitely be Chen Bitong's primary target. Unlike Nie Guanshan, he didn't dare to actually take Chen Bitong's fist head-on, as Lao Hu's example was right there for all to see.

After suppressing the three with one move, Chen Bitong didn't stop. Because of his rapid attack speed, before the previous illusory image disappeared, another one emerged. For a moment, it seemed as if there were multiple Chen Bitongs punching them from the sky, and these figures further disrupted their mental perception of him.

He constantly leaped in the sky without falling, his figure twisting and turning with unpredictable grace, and every punching posture was different. Each strike was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder splitting the air, like a dragon soaring in the heavens!

Yang Can and Nie Guanshan both reacted at this moment.

This is... Flying Dragon Fist?

The Flying Dragon Fist was a fist technique left behind by the former imperial family, and it was originally engraved on the screen wall of the imperial palace.

Because most of the moves involved leaping into the air to attack the enemy, it was a very unconventional attacking technique. Almost no one practiced it, and it was even considered an impractical fantasy, its purpose being only to showcase the imperial family's mysterious power.

However, Chen Bitong combined this fist technique with his Rift Traversal ability, bringing it into the world and turning it into an extremely powerful fist technique.

At this moment, he was attacking three people simultaneously, his figure fluttering in the air. With each punch, the sound of air being torn apart rumbled continuously, shaking the surrounding atmosphere outwards in circles, creating an extremely imposing aura.

Chen Chuan dodged and weaved below, occasionally blocking an attack. He could feel that Chen Bitong's attacks on him were mainly to restrain him, with the majority being borne by Nie Guanshan and Yang Can.

Especially Yang Can, whether it was because of his sarcastic remarks earlier or because of the Entangling Dragon Force ritual, he was receiving special attention.

However, breaking the situation was difficult, because Chen Bitong's offensive meant that there were spiritual afterimages of him everywhere in the sky. He was also rapidly traversing through rifts, making it difficult to find his true location.

Not only could he not find him, but Yang Can and Nie Guanshan were also unable to locate Chen Bitong amidst the confusion. They could only passively endure the attacks. As time passed, they both sensed something even more ominous.

Chen Bitong's offensive became increasingly fierce. It seemed that at the beginning, it was still somewhat clumsy, but in the midst of the attacks against the three of them, it gradually gained more variations and subtleties.

It was clear that this person was constantly optimizing and adjusting this fist technique in battle. This kind of combat intuition and foundation astonished them. If things continued like this, problems would inevitably arise.

If they dispersed and moved a certain distance away, they could avoid this kind of offensive, but dispersing would also mean losing mutual support, which would allow Chen Bitong to target them one by one at will. This was not a good choice.

Under this pressure, Yang Can was unable to continue chanting the ritual, which was equivalent to their plan being impossible to implement. However, they were not without backup plans.

He exchanged a glance with Nie Guanshan. After confirming, he raised his hands, scattering the Entangling Dragon Cords on his fingers into the sky. Although the cords were thin, they were at least seven or eight meters long when unfurled. Under the manipulation of his power, each one seemed extremely flexible, spreading out and enveloping a region of the sky.

Once these long cords came into contact with Chen Bitong, if enough force was applied, they would wrap around him. If he couldn't break free in time, they would become tighter and tighter, but Chen Bitong had to pause for a moment.

At this moment, Nie Guanshan suddenly shouted loudly, "Captain Chen, block him!"

With this shout, an invisible mental force emanated from his body.

He knew that Chen Chuan could sense their intentions, but so what? The Entangling Dragon Force had its own ritual, and the Immortal Worship Stance also had a ritual. The former required chanting, while the latter had its ritual already preparing from the moment he adopted the stance, and it was now almost complete.

This ritual could influence the consciousness of someone nearby, causing them to obey subconsciously, and if that person's mental strength was inferior to his own, the effect would be even better.

Therefore, he wasn't afraid that Chen Chuan wouldn't cooperate, because when the time came, the latter wouldn't be able to help himself. Now, they only needed Chen Chuan to step forward and fully receive Chen Bitong's punch. The moment the latter's force was unleashed would be the perfect opportunity for them to strike! As for whether Chen Chuan lived or died, that was not something they needed to consider.

When Chen Chuan heard this shout, he saw a layer of illusion suddenly appear around his Second Self. His eyes flashed, and he held the knife in reverse in one hand, while the other hand faced Chen Bitong's punch descending from the sky. He clenched his five fingers and threw out a punch of his own!

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