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Chapter 757 - 106: The Battle of Heaven’s Chosen Part 2 (7000)

Chapter 757: Chapter 106: The Battle of Heaven’s Chosen Part 2 (7000)

At this moment, a series of blood pattern formation paths spread over He Wending’s body, with numerous Arts of Magic permanently set and empowered by spells.

Clearly, beyond the inner array realm of his body, a craftsman of the Tianyi Demon Sect had engraved an external array realm. In doing so, it enabled the use of Martial Arts to achieve similar results to that of Immortal Martial Cultivation or even the Feather Transformation Dao in terms of enhancement, unleashing a surge of power and speed far surpassing the natural limits of the Martial Meridian, even being able to pinpoint and exploit the weaknesses of a Great Demon from the Divine Repository and strike directly at the heart!

This could very well be the other version of the ’Formation Dao Refining Body’ technique that Huo Qing is contemplating. Indeed, the cultivators from across all heavens aren’t truly foolish; such an obvious array combination would naturally be experimented with by someone!

However, it still doesn’t compare to An Jing’s fist!

Bang! A cloud of blood mist burst open, as He Wending was once again repelled by An Jing’s exerted force, his arm erupting with a multitude of deep red formation patterns interlinking in a cycle, sinister yet carrying a hint of solemnity.

He was not sent flying. He Wending’s body flipped in the air, dragging a series of afterimages as he sped around, constantly circling An Jing.

Thousands of illusory shadows flickered as He Wending swung his Blood Chains and Blood Blades at high speed, slashing and whipping, attempting to break through An Jing’s defensive line and Gang Qi Armor.

While he needed to circle rapidly in search of an opening, An Jing simply had to stand in place and turn around, using the simplest of parrying and deflecting techniques with ease to neutralize each swift attack.

"Martial Skills are god-like. Such prowess far surpasses the skills left to me by my original self, even the pointers on Martial Arts from other Divine Generals in the Divine Sect weren’t this deft!" He Wending exclaimed with genuine admiration, yet without a hint of vagueness, activating the two large solidified spell formations on his body.

—Li above, Xun below, the harmony of fire and wind! His blood swelled inside him, turning in an instant into the violent, ultra-high-pressure aura of the Blood Fiend, circulating wildly at a speed several times higher than before, causing He Wending’s body to swell and his strength to surge rapidly.

—Kun below, Zhen above, the time of Thunder Earth Yu! The turbulent fire and thunder stimulate the nerves, speeding up reaction times. Metal structures in the Blood Chains throughout his body solidify into acceleration ports, beginning to move faster with the propulsion of Thunder Light!

Hiss!

Just as An Jing was about to fling He Wending away with a ’Carry the Sparrow’s Tail,’ He Wending forcibly allowed his forearm joint to be twisted by An Jing, letting his entire left hand be twisted like a dough twist, oozing out a large amount of blood, only to turn around and claw towards An Jing’s chest.

He Wending’s fingers, under the infusion of Blood Fiend energy, had transformed into red jade carving knives radiating with high-heat Thunder Light. Tearing through ordinary Magic Soldier Armor as easily as tearing through a lump of butter, his strike penetrated An Jing’s Gang Qi Layer. Amidst the violent blast waves, it kept pushing forward, ripping open clothing and flesh to the bone, leaving behind a claw mark gushing with blood.

But that was not the end. Once unable to breach An Jing’s ribs, He Wending clawed downward, aiming to pierce through An Jing’s abdomen and go straight for the Dantian!

"Interesting!"

An Jing, despite being wounded, showed no annoyance. His eyes lit up with excitement as he faced the full-force assault from He Wuchang. Instantly, he sank his waist and steadied his stance, his muscles tensing up as he transformed into a cohesive mass of steel through the Divine Skill [Proving Staunch White], immediately making He Wending’s claws unable to penetrate further and instead leaving him wide open.

Then, he burst forward with both arms, striking directly at He Wending’s shoulders, crushing the shoulder blades into a concave shatter.

However, who would have known that He Wending’s arms did not rely on bones for linkage and control—his blown-apart shoulders and scattered flesh and blood transformed into a series of Blood Chains, each dense with numerous formation patterns, evidently the result of a Great Formation compressed.

He Wending’s physical body wasn’t one of flesh and blood at all, but a giant compression pack written by the slaughtering Blood Fiend energies! An Jing’s attacks merely blasted a portion of his flesh, breaking part of the encapsulated formation out of its compressed state!

The Blood Chains rapidly reformed into a skeletal right hand, as he burst into An Jing’s inner circle with the most traditional fighting stance, fingers curled into claws, palm facing outward, reaching for the inner side of An Jing’s left elbow.

The strength of a human arm is all emitted from the elbow, which is also one of the strongest points on the human body for delivering attacks. Had He Wuchang truly hit An Jing’s elbow, and An Jing not being the sort of Blood Fiend Formation person that he is, he would naturally face limitations and fall into a disadvantage in the subsequent fight!

Although He Wending bears the name ’Wen’ (culture/literature), when it comes to Martial Arts, he really outclasses He Wuchang by several streets!

—How about it, Divine General, my Martial Arts are not bad, right?

It is at this moment, as He Wending and An Jing lock eyes, that he looks like an eager youth craving recognition, looking expectantly toward his ’idol.’

And then, he sees An Jing reveal a truly heartfelt, cheerful smile.

"Although you don’t quite resemble a human, it’s rare to meet someone who really practices Martial Arts instead of just throwing out Divine Skills. You’re far more formidable and interesting than your original self."

Facing He Wending’s extraordinary close-quarters combat, An Jing shifts to the side, his iron elbow whipping up to strike at the palm of He Wending’s right claw. Instantly, He Wending felt a terrifying Hidden Strength piercing through the back of his hand, interfering with the flesh and blood formation, preventing his claw from descending and stretching it out straight.

If that were the case, his left hand had also reformed, and he immediately changed his move to a fist, thrusting it straight at An Jing’s chest like a Big Spear!

An Jing’s left arm sank down, his just-raised elbow pushing downwards, perfectly grasping He Wending’s left fist in the process, then swiftly pulling downward to disrupt his balance while his own head dodged slightly to the side, his shoulder exerting force, and his long-prepared right fist, from the bottom up, aiming to hit He Wuchang’s head with an Ascending Dragon Fist as it was pulled down!