Chapter 312 - 220: Chen Wudi
Chapter 312: Chapter 220: Chen Wudi
Yan Fusha didn’t know what Chen Yi was thinking, his expression turning grim as he stared at him.
After so long, he had regained his composure and had also come to accept the fact that Chen Yi’s talent was peerless.
A man even more terrifying than Immortal Bai... his talent was indeed worthy of being called "peerless."
’Too bad I’ve already offended such a person beyond any hope of reconciliation.’
’What’s even more unfortunate is that he’s not a member of my Five Poison Sect.’
As Yan Fusha mulled this over, he took advantage of a lull in the action to pull out several Silver Needles and shoot them forth.
Chen Yi subconsciously used Wandering Dragon and Phoenix to dodge.
But just as he turned to dart away, a snake’s mouth as large as a bowl suddenly appeared before his eyes.
HISS—
With no time to think, Chen Yi raised his arm to block.
DING!
DING!
DING!
Amidst a series of sharp clangs, Chen Yi was sent flying backward by an immense force. He crashed through a tree before landing gracelessly on the ground.
"Brother-in-law!?"
Pei Guanli, seeing this from a distance, couldn’t help but cry out in alarm before unleashing a stream of curses at Yan Fusha.
"You goddamn Yan Fusha! Are you a complete moron? Did you take the wrong medicine or something?"
"What kind of hero ambushes people?"
"The Five Poison Sect taught you how to use poison, but did they forget to teach you how to be a decent human being?"
"You..."
Yan Fusha paid Pei Guanli no mind, merely frowning as he stared at Chen Yi.
A black snake, as thick as a baby’s arm, was slowly coiling around his waist. Its triangular head was raised near his neck, its gaze also fixed on Chen Yi.
"Mr. Qingzhou, you were lucky to survive that attack."
Hearing this, Chen Yi got to his feet and waved at Pei Guanli to show he was fine, then looked at his right arm.
The sleeve there was torn, revealing a glint of silver.
’The Five-section Spear...’
’It’s a good thing the Five-section Spear was there to block. Otherwise, that black snake’s surprise attack would have left me either dead or severely wounded.’
After confirming he wasn’t seriously injured, Chen Yi let out a long breath. He then unwrapped the Five-section Spear from his arm and assembled it.
Yan Fusha was stunned by his actions. "A spear?"
Suddenly, as if realizing something, he stammered, "You... your spear... your Spear Dao couldn’t also be..."
Chen Yi glanced at him. "Just as you see. Great Success."
Today, aside from his Chess Dao and Zither Dao, which weren’t suited for combat, he had played all his cards. Revealing his Spear Dao now wouldn’t make much of a difference.
Yan Fusha was unwilling to believe it. "Ha, haha... Are you toying with me?"
"How could anyone in this world possibly achieve such a feat?"
Chen Yi twirled the Long Spear with both hands in a flourish before holding it at his side. "Want to try me?"
’A blessing in disguise, I suppose.’
’If not for that black snake’s attack, I would have forgotten I still had my Spear Dao to use.’
It wasn’t that his Spear Dao was stronger than his Fist Dao, but that his Dragon-Falling Spear Technique, when enhanced by the Divine Position Gold Spirit, possessed an incredible Sharp Power.
Combined with the Celestial Tier Dragon-Falling Spear Technique, perhaps he could tear through Yan Fusha’s Protective True Gang.
"Try you?"
Without another word, Yan Fusha’s figure shot forward.
Man and snake attacked as one.
"I don’t care if you’ve reached Great Success in the Spear Dao or not, you will die today!"
Chen Yi stared at the approaching figure, let out a soft breath, and then thrust his spear, sending out a flash of light.
Yan Fusha’s eyes twitched. He actually felt a hint of a threat from that spear’s gleam.
With no time to think, he tapped his feet and shot off at an angle.
The black snake at his waist flew out in the opposite direction, forming a pincer attack.
The five-colored Evil Poisonous aura, along with the venom spat by the black snake, enveloped the thirty-foot area in front of Chen Yi.
Yan Fusha charged straight at Chen Yi, aiming to engage in close combat to prevent him from unleashing the full power of his Spear Technique.
But Chen Yi saw it all.
He took a step back. As he pulled back with his left hand, his right hand flicked the Long Spear from side to side, executing two consecutive thrusts.
The Spear Intent was like gold.
The swift thrusts formed two three-foot-long golden beams of light along the spear’s shaft, stabbing straight for the faces of Yan Fusha and the black snake.
Yan Fusha roared in anger and slapped out with his palm, shattering the spear’s gleam.
However, the Gang Qi in his palm was also torn open in the exchange.
The black snake wasn’t so lucky. It failed to dodge in time and was pierced through the head by Chen Yi’s spear, dying a miserable death on the spot.
Yan Fusha’s eyes looked ready to split open with rage. "Black Dragon!"
Having landed a successful blow, Chen Yi pressed his advantage. "Black Dragon? It’s just a dead snake!"
He took a single step, man and Long Spear becoming one.
A ball of light, as dazzling as the sun, suddenly erupted from the spear’s tip. Within it, one could faintly see palm-sized golden dragons.
It was none other than the first form of the Dragon-Falling Spear Technique—Dragon Chasing the Sun!
Watching the approaching Chen Yi, Yan Fusha flicked his wrist and threw several Silver Needles.
At the same time, the True Gang within his body erupted completely as he charged recklessly toward Chen Yi.
He formed his hands into claws and tore directly at the golden sphere.
"I want you dead!"
BOOM—
A deafening roar erupted as the Evil Poisonous aura collided with the Gold Spirit Spear Intent.
Amidst the churning, multicolored Evil Poisonous aura, countless palm-sized golden dragons could be seen flitting up and down.
They attacked Chen Yi and Yan Fusha respectively.
Chen Yi’s eyes narrowed. He swept his Long Spear, tearing an opening in the Evil Poisonous aura, and used the Meteor Butterfly Step to pursue Yan Fusha.
Yan Fusha, in contrast, was not faring as well.
The countless golden dragons descended upon him like sharp daggers plunging into his body.
Under the spear’s light, his Protective True Gang seemed to have lost its effect, and in the blink of an eye, several wounds appeared on his body.
His clothes were shredded, and blood flowed freely.
As if struck by lightning, Yan Fusha was sent flying backward, dodging Chen Yi’s follow-up Spear Techniques.
"Your Spear Dao can actually tear through True Essence Gang Qi!?"
Although such a thing wasn’t unheard of—it could be achieved through a Cultivation Technique, a Secret Technique, or a higher Martial Arts Realm—how could it be so coincidental? Why now, of all times?
Why did Chen Yi have to pull it out right when he was about to kill him?
The situation was now completely reversed—he was actually at a disadvantage!
Seeing this, Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief. ’The tables have turned. Now I just have to kill Yan Fusha, and all this will be over.’
But just as he was about to press his advantage and finish things in one fell swoop, he saw Yan Fusha take a small bottle from his robes and swallow its entire contents.
"You forced me to do this!"
As he roared, several streams of black energy inexplicably appeared on Yan Fusha’s face, snaking downwards in hideous, terrifying lines.
It looked as if they were about to spread across his entire body.
Chen Yi’s brow furrowed slightly, and he immediately used his Qi Observation Skill to look.
He saw that Yan Fusha’s aura had suddenly surged, more than doubling in strength.
’Damn it, a banned substance?’