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Chapter 386: 338 Chapter 386: 338 Apart from the legends in Jianghu, no one could achieve that.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The battle raged on, the conquest as ferocious as ever.

At this moment, the clothing on Chen Yuan’s upper body had completely shattered, revealing his sturdy physique, streamlined with clearly defined muscles, covered in blue veins under the dark golden flowing light.

His body was stained with blood, but it wasn’t his own; it was from a Reach Profound Martial Artist he had blasted half to death with a punch just moments before.

With a step forward, Chen Yuan used his Sword Light to resist all assaults, approaching the Reach Profound Martial Artist he had just fought. In the terrified gaze of his opponent, he directly plucked off the man’s head.

Only seven remained!

“Bang!”

The moment he struck the kill, an attack landed directly on Chen Yuan’s body, but it failed to breach his defense, merely shaking his Blood Qi a bit.

The attacker’s eyes widened in shock, feeling a sense of despair.

His defense was so strong that the strike, though not delivered with full force, was certainly out of the ordinary, and yet it hadn’t broken through Chen Yuan’s Protective Gang Qi.

Truly terrifying!

Lin Zhidong’s expression grew ever darker; by now, he had lost the mindset of having the upper hand, as Chen Yuan grew stronger with each passing moment. Though bearing some injuries, they were merely superficial and hardly a hindrance.

Watching Chen Yuan’s eyes get increasingly bright, Lin Zhidong felt a fear welling up inside him.

It had been many years since he had encountered someone so fearsome.

If he were to face Chen Yuan alone, he would likely be at a disadvantage by now.

The onslaught against Chen Yuan grew more vicious as everyone deployed their most desperate tactics. Much as they hated to admit it, the fact was right before their eyes.

Chen Yuan was too strong, a deserving name among the top ranks of the Hidden Dragon List.

“Kill!”

Chen Yuan’s fighting spirit reached its peak, he let out a roar and continued his assault on the closest person.

The fight within the Blood Saber Sect continued as well, with Du Ming, a Reach Profound powerhouse, at the helm, and with the battle formations structured by the Military Equipment Army, they directly shattered the Blood Saber Sect’s Sect Protection Array.

The imperial forces held an absolute advantage!

Yue Shan and Mo Donghe, among others, fought like madmen, a terrifying sight.

The master of the Ascending Immortal Tower, a middle-aged man in white robes, committed the scene before him to memory, knowing it was definitely another battle that would shock many.

Ye Chenbai was right, Chen Yuan was extraordinarily talented, truly not an ordinary person.

It was said that lad had a great relationship with Chen Yuan, having already invited him to participate in the Ascension Immortal Battle, what a lucky fellow. If Chen Yuan continued to grow at such a terrifying and rapid pace,

his chances of victory in the future were not small.

It even made him a bit envious; having both the background and the eye for talent. It was a shame he hadn’t been assigned as master of the tower in Nanling Prefecture.

“Boom!”

Another person was slain, and by now, Chen Yuan had killed three, leaving only six. In the blink of an eye, they had lost a third of their help.

Of course, as a price, Chen Yuan too finally bore injuries.

It was a deep, bone-revealing cut—from his shoulder down to his abdomen. If Chen Yuan’s physical defenses weren’t far superior to the average person, and had he not taken some precautions,

that strike would have been enough to cut him in two.

Chen Yuan was undeniably strong, but his opponents were no pushovers; each of them was a veteran of many battles. Facing their concerted efforts,

Chen Yuan gained not only pressure but also the experience of a life-and-death struggle.

That’s why he let Du Ming leave; he wanted to challenge himself. Since stepping into Reach Profound, Chen Yuan had yet to face an opponent who exerted such pressure.

Pressure breeds motivation.

Moreover, Chen Yuan had an even greater goal.

His next step in cultivation was the Heavenly Palace, the symbol of “God,” the essence of Martial Arts, and enlightenment of one’s true self. He wanted to use the pressure from these people to achieve a breakthrough at his limit.

To see if he could comprehend “God”!

“Kill him, Chen Yuan can’t hold on much longer,” yelled a burly man, his body covered in scars with muscles even more formidable than Chen Yuan’s.

Chen Yuan might not recognize the others, but this man’s reputation he had heard of, and now he could easily connect the name with the face.

The Gang Leader of the Three Fist Association, Lu Dapeng.

After roaring, Lu Dapeng did not hesitate and swung a huge axe down at Chen Yuan. His physical body was also strong, but it still fell far short when facing Chen Yuan, who was at the “Blood Qi as Dragon” realm.

That’s why he harbored such hatred for Chen Yuan, feeling humiliated to be inferior to him, and humiliation had to be washed away with fresh blood.

Lu Dapeng’s desperate attack was exactly what Chen Yuan wanted. He dodged the incoming sword light, stepped aside, and then with a firm step, faced Lu Dapeng head-on in close-quarter combat.

Both threw punches at the same time, causing their Gang Qi to collide and produce a deafening boom.

With a ferocious expression, Lu Dapeng swung his axe upward from below. Chen Yuan met it head-on with his long sword, sparks flying everywhere. He felt an immense force and promptly leapt up, taking advantage of this force.

With a single stroke of his sword, he broke through the other’s technique.

The siege was still underway, but Chen Yuan had now focused his attention on Lu Dapeng. He needed to defeat each opponent in turn; that was the proper path.

In a flash, he had exchanged over a dozen moves with his opponent.

Finally, Chen Yuan seized an opportunity. He made a diving and soaring motion in the void, and if the scene were to freeze at that moment, one would see Chen Yuan above and Lu Dapeng below, both of their gazes filled with murderous intent.

He swung his sword to deflect the great axe, and Chen Yuan took the chance to unleash a premeditated Fist Power that burst forth, targeting the other’s lower body.

Spare no effort—such was Chen Yuan’s belief.

After all, it was a fight to the death, so why bother holding back?

In his past life, he had spent a few days learning under Grandmaster Chen Hegao at the Mad Dog Sect. Unfortunately, he never mastered the penal techniques and was expelled from the sect, but his character had been forged.

Lu Dapeng didn’t react in time to Chen Yuan’s sudden outburst, or perhaps, even if he had been prepared for Chen Yuan’s terrifying Fist Power, it might not have been of any use.

Then, he saw something he couldn’t believe— that Fist Power struck directly below his navel.

From that moment on, Lu Dapeng became Lu Dapeng!

“Ah…..”

Lu Dapeng roared in horror and rage, his eyes as if wanting to kill his opponent with his gaze alone.

“Roar about what?”

Chen Yuan snorted coldly and leapt up, closing in on him right after that strike.

Then, he grabbed both of Lu Dapeng’s legs and yanked hard.

“Rip!”

Blood rained down as Lu Dapeng was torn in two, his life force rapidly fading.

Blood splattered on Chen Yuan, who sneered watching the remaining five, whispering:

“Don’t rush, come at me one by one!”

Like a demon emerging from the Abyss, Chen Yuan’s appearance sent a shiver through the others, instilling an inexplicable chill and leaving them hesitant to make a move.

A single person, slaying four.

Chen Yuan now was no less powerful than them. How many more would die?

Seeing the others’ terror and hesitation, Lin Zhidong spoke solemnly:

“Do not let Chen Yuan’s appearance intimidate you. He is still at the end of his rope. If we persist a little longer, we can kill him.”

That said, Lin Zhidong himself was also starting to regret his previous overconfidence, underestimating Chen Yuan and provoking him.

If they hadn’t crossed a line, the Blood Saber Sect might still have had a chance to survive.

But now that they had become sworn enemies, even if he wanted to stop, Chen Yuan would likely not agree. Who would pass up such a good opportunity?

They had to take this opportunity to kill Chen Yuan and ensure the safety of the Blood Saber Sect.

Thinking this, he persuaded:

“We have all made a deadly enemy of Chen Yuan today. It is a fight to the death. If he does not die today, you will all face disaster tomorrow.”

Lin Zhidong’s words managed to move them.

Yes, even if they backed down now, there was no way out for them, and indeed, it was a good opportunity—as the opponent must already be exhausted.

With a bit more effort, they could definitely kill this thief!

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