in2ebook Chapter 297 Break the Rules!
Chapter 297 Break the Rules!
Although it was just three short sentences, it brought Chen Changfan an inexplicably magical experience.
The feeling was as if the bgm from a hot-blooded comic suddenly rang in my ears, and the plot was about to ignite.
"Cool!"
Chen Changfan took a step forward, and the ground beneath his feet cracked. He ignored the dense fiery red palm prints around him and rushed in recklessly.
As he took this step, all the warriors around him looked horrified.
"This...is this guy really only at level three?"
The terrifying energy and blood power that seemed to be tangible burst out from his body, forming a series of gusts of wind swirling around Chen Changfan.
Beneath the clothes fluttering in the wind were bulging, strong muscles that contained terrifying physical strength.
You know, he didn't activate any martial arts at all. He just entered the combat state directly under the power of Ji Wenkong's words. It was like he was instantly injected with a dose of chicken blood, making him full of fighting spirit!
Whoohoo!
Countless palm prints fell on his body, but Chen Changfan was completely unaware of it. Instead, he slightly bent his waist, lowered his shoulders, and charged straight into the front camp with an extremely brutal attitude, like a human-shaped bull, rushing into the flock of sheep, knocking seven or eight disciples of the Fire Sect directly to the point that they vomited blood and flew backwards.
Even so, his pace was not affected at all. Instead, it quickened a little and he continued to sprint forward.
Wherever he passed, weapons and armor were shattered, and people and horses fell to the ground. The originally tightly defended battle formation was torn open by Chen Changfan alone in just one encounter.
"rush!"
"Kill! It's so satisfying!"
"Brothers, follow closely!"
Lao Wei, Fang Chang and others followed closely behind, quickly widening the gap and finally occupying a place on the crowded river bank.
"Big Brother, come on!"
"Fuck him! Ouch..."
"I must beat them... ahem, scold them so badly that they won't even recognize their mother!"
Ji Wenkong did not hesitate at all, he flew forward and followed closely behind Chen Changfan.
At this time, Pei Lie and Jiang Tingchao, who were fighting fiercely in the river, also noticed the movement here.
Especially when Pei Lie heard that the person coming was the murderer who killed his own brother, his eyes flashed with a sharp light.
He forced Jiang Tingchao back with a palm, broke away from the battle in an instant, and slapped Chen Changfan with a palm.
"If I kill you, my father will be very happy. He might even pass the position of Sect Leader to me!"
Pei Lie did not hide the murderous intent in his heart at all, but from his words, it can be seen that he did not care about his brother's life or death at all, but was only thinking about the position of the sect leader.
Who said that Pei Lie was a fool and only knew how to roast chestnuts with his palms?
This is clearly a scheming bitch who appears rough on the outside but is actually very calculating on the inside, but she ignores the strength of the enemy in front of her.
Standing in front of him, he was clearly a loser.
Facing the flaming palm that was coming down towards him, Chen Changfan went straight up to meet it, also using his fists and feet to fight the opponent.
The next moment, the fists and palms collided with a loud bang, like two wild bulls colliding head-on, shaking everyone's eardrums.
Chen Changfan retracted his fist, his expression intact. On the contrary, Pei Lie opposite him had horror in his eyes.
Crack!
The red fire and the green flame burned and corroded each other, making a sizzling sound.
He withdrew his trembling palm and tried his best to digest the ongoing pain.
"This flame is really weird. I've never felt this painful before when I put my hand in the stove fire. I'm afraid that pretty boy has cast a spell on me."
"You have a stupid head! Who are you calling a pretty boy?" Ji Wenkong caught Pei Lie's muttering and immediately started cursing.
After he entered the fourth level, he became noticeably more talkative. This was mainly because at the fourth level he could ignore the backlash of many words, so he had fewer concerns.
Wow!
As he was speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of waves crashing. Ji Wenkong caught a glimpse of a figure in white clothes with half of his knees in the water, and his face immediately showed anxiety.
"Within a ten-meter radius, all water turns to ice!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the river water under Jiang Tingchao's feet suddenly solidified, and ice crystals spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a large ice block with Jiang Tingchao as the center.
"Dripping water turns into ice" is already a relatively advanced spiritual word, so Ji Wenkong deliberately added a limiting condition, otherwise he would definitely suffer backlash.
"Young pretty boy, you're looking for death!"
Jiang Tingchao's steps were blocked, and he immediately turned his head and glared at Ji Wenkong, as if he wanted to draw his sword and chop him.
Just as Jiang Tingchao and Ji Wenkong were fighting, Chen Changfan had already started fighting with Pei Lie again.
Pei Lie has been practicing his palms with sugar-roasted chestnuts since he was a child, and he can indeed endure pain and beatings better than ordinary people.
In a short period of time, the two sides had fought for several rounds, and both of them swung their arms and hit each other with full force.
Chen Changfan was not completely unharmed either. The opponent's attack was indeed fierce, and that guy had a ruthless spirit. The more he hit, the fiercer he became, and the more painful it was, the more severe it became.
He could also clearly feel that Pei Lie's Fire Poison Palm was even more advanced than Uncle Li's. Sometimes, when he couldn't defend himself against his moves, he simply didn't dodge and would just exchange injuries for injuries.
boom!
The flame in Pei Lie's palm instantly exploded into sparks when it touched Chen Changfan's shoulder.
Accompanied by the roar of fists hitting flesh, two figures entangled and crashed into the river bank.
Chen Changfan's whip kick hit Pei Lie's waist and abdomen, and at the same time he was hit in the chest by the opponent's palm.
The frozen soil by the river was still hard, but it was plowed with scars by the aftermath of the battle between the two men, which looked shocking.
“Pull out the dragon tendons!”
Pei Lie suddenly roared, the veins on his neck bulged like earthworms drilling into the soil, and his hands pounced forward like a tiger, then hit Chen Changfan's shoulder blade hard.
Chen Changfan twisted his muscles, but found that a big tendon in his back was restrained by the opponent, and his strength was greatly restricted.
Unexpectedly, Pei Lie’s greatest achievement was not the Fire Poison Palm, but the Dragon Tendon Pulling.
In addition, his tendon training was not yet complete, so he was restrained by this martial art and was unable to break free for a while.
Pei Lie saw that Chen Changfan seemed to still want to resist, and couldn't help but sneered,
"Pulling the dragon tendons is most effective against third-level warriors. A mere tendon-refining realm warrior dares to challenge a higher-level warrior. The only outcome is death."
Chen Changfan was no stranger to dragon tendon pulling.
When I was fighting with Uncle Li before, I had experienced the strangeness of pulling out dragon tendons.
If I hadn't used the Five Thunder Talisman to resolve the crisis at that time, I'm afraid my tendons would have been pulled out.
Afterwards, he reflected on how to escape if he encountered this kind of martial arts that directly hit the major tendons in his body again.
The answer is actually very simple.
That's about breaking the rules!
Thinking of this, Chen Changfan couldn't help but sneer.
"You can still laugh even when death is imminent. From the moment you provoked me, Sect Leader Huo, you already had... huh?"
Pei Lie stretched out his finger and was about to hit the big tendon on Chen Changfan's back, but his face suddenly changed.
He thought it was a big tendon that he could easily catch, but he ended up touching nothing.
What made him feel even more incredible was that the tendons of this body were actually moving like snakes under the skin!
If you remove Chen Changfan's outer clothes, you can find that there are eight earthworm-like protrusions on his back, and every muscle is twisting in a way that goes against the human body structure.
This is an advanced face-changing technique, which can move bones and muscles!
After climbing the stairs, Chen Changfan did not neglect other martial arts that had not yet been climbed. In the unintentional practice and integration, he also gained some unexpected benefits.
This skill of moving tendons and replacing bones is one of them.
Now it seems that it can indeed deal with pulling out the dragon tendons!
"You...are you a human or a ghost? What on earth did you do?"
Pei Lie tried to grab it several times but failed. Fear suddenly flashed in his eyes. He had never seen such a strange scene.
However, the next moment, his pupils dilated sharply and he was so shocked by the scene before him that he was speechless.
"I also want to ask what you are doing, are you giving me a massage? Haven't you eaten yet? Do you know how tired I am?"
As Chen Changfan finished speaking...
Kaka!
His bones suddenly made a series of noises, and his shoulder blade, which was originally clamped by the opponent, slipped out of his fingers like a loach.
Before Pei Lie could react, Chen Changfan suddenly twisted his body, completely ignoring his arm that was restrained by Pei Lie, and forcibly bent it into a disjointed angle.
Accompanied by a teeth-grinding cracking sound, Chen Changfan twisted his body and moved his right leg, lashing Pei Lie like a long whip.
Pei Lie was still in shock, and Chen Changfan's whip kick was completely against the normal human behavior. Pei Lie couldn't defend himself even if he wanted to.
boom!
Pei Lie's body flew backwards, accompanied by a rapid sound like firecrackers.
The force of this kick exceeded two thousand pounds. Even though Pei Lie was already a warrior at the Bone Tempering Realm, he was still kicked so hard that he vomited blood and flew backwards, falling headfirst into the river. A column of water several meters high suddenly exploded on the surface of the river.
Click!
Chen Changfan's arm turned at a strange angle, and then returned to normal. There were also crackling sounds coming from his body, and the muscles and bones that had just been displaced were restored to their original position.
Then, under the somewhat horrified gazes of the people behind him, he slowly retracted his kicked right leg. The sole of his foot, which had been twisted, spun and rebounded like rubber, and stepped on the ground again.
He turned around and glanced at the people under Sect Leader Huo. They all retreated, not daring to look him in the eye.
The fourth-level warriors were beaten like dogs by him, so these small characters naturally didn't dare to get into trouble at this time.
Chen Changfan glanced at Pei Liezai who had not yet stood up after entering the river, and then he turned his gaze to Jiang Tingchao and Ji Wenkong who were not far away.
Ji Wenkong was seen standing there with his hands on his hips, spitting foul language, looking extremely vulgar.
"This guy doesn't look like a scholar at all. He's even more aggressive than the aunties at the vegetable market."
Chen Changfan glanced at Jiang Tingchao opposite him again and suddenly found it a little funny.
Jiang Tingchao's clothes were torn, his hair was messy, there were a few bloodstains on his face, and even one of his boots was missing.
Jiang Tingchao was holding on at this time, standing on the ice with one bare foot, his eyes almost spitting fire.
If it weren't for the watery sword in the other person's hand, he almost didn't recognize the other person at first sight.
After all, the young man who was dressed in snow-white clothes before now looked like a drowned chicken, and seemed somewhat embarrassed.
"Ji Wenkong, I'm going to kill you!" Jiang Tingchao's eyes looked as if he wanted to eat someone, and his teeth were chattering.
"No, you don't!"
As Ji Wenkong finished speaking, he saw Jiang Tingchao's collar suddenly tightened, strangely strangling the latter's neck. Ji Wenkong hurriedly reached out to grab the collar, but was surprised to find that the belt seemed to come alive and quickly wrapped around his arm.
He gritted his teeth, decisively swung his sword to cut his belt, and then yanked his collar hard, tearing the already tattered clothes even further, leaving several red blood marks on his neck.
"Ji Wenkong, if you have the guts, come and fight me for three hundred rounds, and stop talking nonsense!"
Jiang Tingchao held up his trouser waist with one hand and pointed his sword at Ji Wenkong with the other, cursing fiercely, but there was a hint of grievance in his tone.
Seeing this scene, Chen Changfan nodded repeatedly.
Using words to control the enemy's clothes and even weapons must be the ability of a fourth-level Confucian scholar.
He originally thought that the Confucian scholar was shameless enough for just using his mouth to unleash his skills, but he didn't expect that after reaching the fourth level, he could actually control the enemy's clothes and weapons. This was already shameless.
Of course, with the fourth-level power of words, it is not possible to control Jiang Tingchao's sword to kill the master on the spot, but it is not difficult to cause some interference and injury.
This is why Jiang Tingchao looked very embarrassed, but his injuries were not serious, but he suffered great psychological damage.
While Chen Changfan felt speechless, he also secretly warned himself in his heart that he must not offend the Confucian scholars easily. The extraordinary people in this system are simply too shameless.
"You hold this guy back first, I'll go finish off that brute."
Seeing that Ji Wenkong seemed to be able to suppress Jiang Tingchao, Chen Changfan felt relieved and planned to kill this enemy.
He, Sect Leader Huo, and the Pei family are already mortal enemies, so if he can leave no one alive, he will do so.
Wow!
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the water in the distance. It was a slender woman in purple. She surfaced carrying Pei Lie and swam quickly towards the other side of the river.
"It's Miss Yan Xue! The leading young figure of Feiyan Sect. She really likes that guy Pei Lie!"
Although the girl had her face covered, she was still recognized by many people, and someone even revealed a piece of gossip that was not too big or too small.
The woman quickly got ashore, carrying the unconscious Pei Lie, and her figure was as fast as a swallow. Chen Changfan naturally could not catch up with her, so he snatched Zhang Yi's bow and arrow, quickly drew the bow and arrow, and shot ten arrows in a row!
The arrow flew towards him, but Yan Xue did not even turn her head. As if she had eyes in the back of her head, she dodged back and forth on the shore and then hid behind a big rock.
Chen Changfan's eyes were cold and sharp. He glanced behind him and immediately fixed his eyes on the spear in Yuan Lang's hand.
"Sir, please!" Yuan Lang immediately understood and handed over the spear.
……
Behind the boulder, Yan Xue looked at the unconscious Pei Lie with a worried look on her face. She had felt something was wrong when she had just lifted him out of the water.
He is obviously a man who practices martial arts, but his body is limp, which shows that all his bones are broken.
"Brother Lie, hold on! You'll be saved when the Sect Master and the others return! Wake up! Don't sleep anymore, Brother Lie..."
Yan Xue kept shaking Pei Lie, and the latter finally twitched his eyelids and opened his eyes.
But he was barely breathing and his face was pale.
"...Xue'er?"
Pei Lie woke up slowly, looking a little surprised.