Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 254 - 253: Fist Shakes the Mad Blade

Chapter 254: Chapter 253: Fist Shakes the Mad Blade

Facing the attack of the black-clothed assassin, Ye Tianchen immediately deployed the Superpower Isolation Net. Due to the close proximity, coupled with the assassin’s significant strength, Ye Tianchen feared the fight might harm the innocents, or might be overheard, attracting unnecessary trouble, especially if his mother Luo Yan and younger sister Ye Qianwen were to get hurt—that would be terrible!

Bang!

Bang!

The thick branch where Ye Tianchen was standing was cleanly severed by two powerful swaths of Sword Energy, leaving hardly any trace behind. By the time the black-clothed assassin had unleashed the two strikes, Ye Tianchen had already moved away from his original position; otherwise, he would have been cleaved in two.

Unexpectedly, the black-clothed assassin possessed such a powerful attack. A swing of his sword from a distance could effortlessly cut through tree trunks as thick as a man’s arm. If it were a person caught in its path, they’d likely be sliced into four or five pieces.

With a frown, the assassin tightly gripped the knife in his right hand, the blade glittering with a flickering cold light under the moonlight, adding to the sense of dread. He touched the left side of his chest with his left hand, feeling a tearing pain where Ye Tianchen’s kick had landed just a moment ago. Tianchen’s combat skills far surpassed what he had envisioned and what the Xuanyuan family had on record. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been sent here, but rather, the Xuanyuan family’s most formidable person—the one capable of condensing immense energy into an envelope.

The two huge swaths of Sword Energy that had effortlessly cut through the stout tree trunks failed to injure Ye Tianchen, leaving the black-clothed assassin shocked, as he never thought his signature "Fast Sword Skill" could miss.

At this moment, Ye Tianchen had sprung up and was standing atop another treetop, much like a person skilled in Lightweight Skill, who could move effortlessly along walls and rooftops. In reality, this was a relatively simple application of Superpower Skill. Ye Tianchen had concentrated superpower in his feet, virtually disconnecting himself from Earth’s gravity, similar to how masters of Ancient Martial Sects utilize Inner Strength for wall-walking.

If one were to speak of "flying," it wouldn’t be anything extraordinary on the apocalypse star. Tianchen could do it too, especially since Earth’s natural Magic Laws had changed. In ancient times, there indeed were people who could fly in the sky, what ordinary people called Lightweight Skill. Not to mention on the apocalypse star, even in ancient China, it was possible. But now, it’s a different story because one, Earth’s natural Magic Laws have changed and no one knows how or why; two, modern people’s laziness—unlike ancient people, they do not endure hardship, and the path of Cultivation is arduous, not only facing the threat of death but also joint physical and emotional pain, sometimes unbearable; and three, some Cultivation Skills and profound Cultivation Techniques from Ancient Martial Sects have vanished over the centuries, lost in the river of time, ceasing their lineage.

"Are you truly unwilling to speak? This might be your last chance to talk!" Ye Tianchen stood calmly atop the treetop, observing the assassin. Despite sensing the assassin’s strength, Ye Tianchen believed that with full effort, he could take him down. The reason for the small talk was to find out where the Xuanyuan family was hiding.

Ye Tianchen wasn’t someone who sat around waiting for destiny to unfold. He never knew retreat or waiting in his nature; he believed in taking the initiative to overpower the enemy with strength and momentum.

The Xuanyuan family, being one of China’s Hidden Families, supposedly went into seclusion at the beginning of the liberation and remained hidden until now, certainly had its formidable aspects. Just considering the Xuanyuan family’s capability of condensing immense superpower into a small envelope and releasing enough energy to blow up an entire villa district, one simply can’t underestimate them.

Therefore, Ye Tianchen also considered that finding the secretive location of the Xuanyuan family wouldn’t be easy. This black-clothed assassin, skilled and first-rate, was undoubtedly one of the Xuanyuan family’s important assassins. To extract the information about their secret location from him would be ideal.

"Hmph, you’re strong and confident, but do you really think you can kill me? You’re the one who will die!"

Surprised and even somewhat afraid in his heart, the assassin had not expected such a young man like Ye Tianchen to have reached such a level of combat ability. The assassin had almost gone all out, yet Tianchen had effortlessly evaded his attack without even fighting back, making the task of completely eliminating the Ye family that night seem impossible.

"Stop pretending, shall we? I can already feel the cold sweat on you. Just tell me where the Xuanyuan family is hiding, and I can kill you quickly and spare you the pain," Ye Tianchen said indifferently.

Swish!

The knife moved through the air, ripping the atmosphere apart, tracing a beautiful arc under the moonlight that was likewise capable of severing a person into pieces, turning them into a handful of Blood Mist.

Whoosh!

A figure soared into the sky, silhouetted by the moon, dreamlike and ethereal—none other than Ye Tianchen himself. This black-clothed assassin was strong enough, the key being that his killing moves were domineering enough to tear even the air apart, a formidable Slaughter Skill. What Tianchen lacked was the collision with such powerful techniques, using them to temper himself and strengthen his own abilities.

Earth’s Great Natural Magic Laws, also referred to as "Taoism" from ancient times, had changed. To break through from King-level Superpower Realm to Emperor-level was now many times more challenging, but Tianchen hadn’t given up. He had been striving continually, unwilling to sit passively and wait to return to the apocalypse star through the so-called "Transmission Array." This did not align with Tianchen’s character.

During his previous battle with Bao Tianglong, Tianchen once again felt the Peak Power of the King-level Superpower Realm and realized that his body couldn’t quite handle the burst of Peak of King-level Superpower Realm power, indicating that his physical body wasn’t strong enough.

In order to train his physical body, Tianchen habitually used superpower to refine his bones and meridians daily with the aim of strengthening himself. Intrigued by the Shaolin Temple’s Yijin Jing, which was reputed to be the most powerful Inner Strength Skill, Tianchen harbored great interest. He believed that if he could combine superpower with the powerful Inner Strength of Ancient Martial Sects, he would certainly become even more formidable.

"Ah!"

With a loud shout, Ye Tianchen shot up into the sky. Facing the sword energy that was slicing through the air toward him, he did not dodge or evade. Instead, he threw a punch with his right hand, shocking the assassin clad in black to the point of being dumbstruck. No one had ever dared to collide a fist with sword energy—it was like an ordinary person punching the edge of a blade. Anyone could imagine what the outcome would be, and the violent sword energy unleashed by the assassin could reduce a mountain to rubble—far more terrifying than a fist colliding with a blade.

Bang!

A thunderous explosion sounded. Had Ye Tianchen not already activated the Superpower Isolation Net, the surrounding trees would have probably been destroyed, alarming everyone in the villa complex, and potentially harming the innocent.

With one punch, Ye Tianchen concentrated the power of the Peak of King-level Superpower Realm and slammed it into the massive sword shadow. To his surprise, it produced a sound like metal clashing, and under the moonlit sky, Ye Tianchen’s fist shattered the sword shadow that had been formed by Inner Strength, releasing a brilliant light that made the assassin in black squint.

After the blink of an eye, the assassin forcibly opened his eyes. Knowing that if he couldn’t see his surroundings clearly, he was likely to be attacked and killed by Ye Tianchen. Despite believing that Ye Tianchen, being so foolish as to collide directly with the sword energy, had been split in two, he did not dare to be careless. After all, the aura that Ye Tianchen had unleashed was overwhelmingly strong, enough to send chills down one’s spine.

The assassin opened his eyes only to see the air filled with leaves that had been sent flying by the sword energy. Under the moonlight, there was a hint of resplendent beauty. However, he did not see Ye Tianchen’s figure, which made the corners of his mouth curl into a cold smile, thinking he had guessed right. Ye Tianchen was foolish to the extreme, daring to resist the mountain-splitting sword energy with his fist—it was simply seeking death.

"Ha ha ha ha, imbecile, no one has ever dared to take my attacks head-on, you clueless fool!" The assassin stood at the top of a tree and broke into roaring laughter.

"The one clueless about death is you!"

All of a sudden, a furious voice echoed in the assassin’s ear. He looked up only to see Ye Tianchen right above him, without any fancy maneuvers or unnecessary pausing, a palm directly descending upon the assassin’s head.

The assassin turned pale with shock, having never imagined that Ye Tianchen could shatter his sword energy with a single punch and follow up with such a formidable palm strike.

Whoosh!

Though taken aback, the assassin’s abilities were indeed formidable. He gripped his sword with both hands and thrust it straight up towards the palm of Ye Tianchen’s right hand.

Bang!

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

A frightening sound arose. As the assassin raised his sword upward, Ye Tianchen’s palm came crashing down, causing the sword in his hands to shatter piece by piece. By the time the assassin looked up in terror, Ye Tianchen’s palm had already struck his head.

Thump!

The assassin was smacked down from the top of the tall tree, a height of over ten meters, by Ye Tianchen’s palm. Containing the power of the Peak of King-level Superpower Realm, the assassin was undoubtedly doomed. Ye Tianchen never held back against his enemies. It was clear that if he hadn’t been vigilant today, he might have returned home only to find the corpses of his mother and younger sister.

"Ah... Don’t, don’t kill me..."

Ye Tianchen’s right palm halted on the head of the assassin. The strike he had just delivered had been restrained since he wanted to extract the hidden location of the Xuanyuan family.(To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)