Atlas of Heaven and Earth-Chapter 344: Gaining Divine Resonance through Breaking Illusions

At ten in the morning, the Arena tournament was underway at the Duel Arena. Today's battle was between Huo Yucheng and Yu Shen, and a total of three matches were scheduled. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

The organizers would never allow these kinds of matches to immediately result in life or death. This would not be in the best interest of the event, there would be a referee and on-site security guard watching. As soon as someone was knocked down, they would immediately be judged as defeated, and the two would be separated in time.

Even in the event of serious injuries or missing limbs, the medical team could promptly provide treatment, or use implants as replacements.

At this moment, the two had already walked onto the stage and began the pre-match publicity and encouragement, a process that usually took anywhere from fifteen minutes to over an hour.

However, at this moment, the arena was filled with noise. Both individuals who were cooperating with the pre-match promotion were somewhat surprised and confused, not understanding what had occurred.

A flickering scene appeared on the giant screen, displaying a crossroads. It was possible to see the ground littered with chaos, consisting of overturned vehicles from rear-end collisions and stacked up vehicles, with some vehicles even smashed or cut in half. This did not appear to be a collision accident, but rather the aftermath of a battle.

Subsequently, the scene zoomed in, and they saw two figures confronting each other. The destruction around them should be related to these two people. If this was the case, then these two were undoubtedly Third Limit Martial Artists.

And someone immediately recognized the identity of one of them.

Wei Wusheng!

A most wanted criminal who appeared frequently in the news recently, but at this moment, he looked a bit miserable.

Who was the other person fighting him?

After the energy field news was restored, the battle between Chen Chuan and Wei Wusheng caught the attention of the event organizers. After a temporary discussion and decision, they requested to delay the match in the arena and transferred all energy field resources to the crossroads.

This was a battle between Third-Limit Martial Artists, and the event organizers were willing to seize this opportunity to increase popularity, because without their equipment, the audience could not watch such fights. So they did not lose anything, and this could greatly win the favor of the audience, especially the upper and middle classes.

At this moment in the arena, Wei Wusheng, who was originally sitting, suddenly raised his head. In that instant, different expressions appeared in his eyes, one resolute and brave, the other eerie and treacherous, like two different people.

The mutated tissue and muscles inside him twisted for a while, resetting the dislocated shoulder that had been kicked out of place, and the bruises above it subsided. Then he stood up as if nothing had happened.

Not only that, but the muscles on his body faintly bulged, and visible veins bulged from the muscles, especially the trapezius muscles that bulged high behind his neck, and his body seemed to have grown taller.

The Processing Bureau personnel were all solemn when they saw this scene. Iron Body Training made Anomalies resistant to beatings. No matter how many times they were knocked down, they could recover and maintain their condition in a short time unless it was a fatal injury.

Fortunately, a lot of time had passed. As long as Chen Chuan could hold on and delay until support arrived, it wouldn't matter even if he couldn't defeat this person.

Wei Wusheng walked towards Chen Chuan again. As he passed a van, he casually lifted it up and threw it towards Chen Chuan's location from dozens of meters away.

The audience in the arena all let out a tsunami-like exclamation when they saw this scene. Most people had never seen this kind of inhuman strength.

Chen Chuan stood still. When the car reached him, and the shadow above almost enveloped him, he reached out and gently supported it, casually bringing it to the rear. With a dull sound, it rolled backward, and the rising clouds of dust behind him only shook the collar of his shirt.

There was another long sigh in the arena. The performance of the two was too shocking, causing adrenaline to soar. This was much more impactful than watching a Second-Limit Martial Artist Martial Combat. This had left the normal realm of what could be called a person.

Huo Yucheng and Yu Shen looked at the two people on the giant screen, and their hearts couldn't help but be shaken. This was the Third Limit...

At this moment, Chen Chuan leaned his body forward, and at the same time, he tapped the ground with his feet. His figure instantly swept across the entire street, rushing towards Wei Wusheng. Even after frequency modulation, in the eyes of everyone, the two collided in the blink of an eye.

When Wei Wusheng faced Chen Chuan this time, he was first punched in the chest by the latter, but this punch did not knock him down or back as before. Instead, he stood firm, and at the same time, he struck back. Chen Chuan swayed to dodge, turned around, kicked out, and was resisted by Wei Wusheng with his shoulder, who also returned a kick.

Because the two moved too fast and constantly revolved around each other, the surrounding scenery seemed to be moving rapidly.

Wherever they passed, everything they touched shattered. Broken holes and cracks constantly appeared on the road surface where the strength of the two collided. From time to time, a car would be touched, overturned, or moved sideways.

Wei Wusheng blocked Chen Chuan's attacks whenever he could, and used Iron Body Training to take the blows he couldn't block, and felt the rhythm of the opponent's breathing.

After taking hundreds of punches, he noticed an opportunity. He grabbed Chen Chuan's arm with a snap, and used Seizing Technique to release his strength, trying to lock the latter. However, the Internal energy failed to shake the latter. Instead, Chen Chuan grabbed his hand and pulled it over, turned around in place, and threw the person out with a whoosh, knocking over several cars in a row.

After a while, these cars were crashed open, and Wei Wusheng's tall figure rushed out again. Chen Chuan lowered himself slightly, dodged several Internal energy-filled punches and sinister captures, grabbed his elbow, while his body moved inward, opened his five fingers, and reached for his face.

Wei Wusheng seemed to feel something. Suddenly his body twisted, driving his elbow to block his palm, but the middle was empty. Chen Chuan suddenly kicked up under his feet, hitting his waist and crotch, losing his center of gravity. He staggered out again.

Before he could stand steady, he felt a figure suddenly approaching him, followed by a series of attacks falling on him. He had to cover his head and face and other important parts.

Chen Chuan's heavy fists bombarded his body like a storm, striking every weak spot, every relatively fragile joint.

Even though the other party had tough mutated tissue protection in these relatively fragile positions, his Strength was enough. Every punch and every kick was like a real heavy hammer, tearing the fascia and bones of the contact area, and constantly penetrating the layers of Internal energy, breaking and tearing the internal tissues.

Even if the mutated tissue could repair itself under the effect of Iron Body Training, it was impossible to fill these damages under such dense and rapid attacks, and with each blow causing enough harm.

Wei Wusheng's condition continued to decline under such attacks. After a continuous bombardment of up to two minutes, he already felt dizzy. This was because various parts of his body were desperately grabbing energy for self-repair, and the continuous harm caused insufficient blood supply to his brain.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a heavy blow to his knee bend, and his body couldn't help but fall to the side. Then he saw a kick coming towards his head, and he quickly covered his face with his arm to block the blow, but his body slid sideways along the ground for several meters.

After rolling over once, he quickly got up and struck back at Chen Chuan who was chasing him, with an elbow strike. Chen Chuan lowered his body, raised his hand to block, grabbed his arm with his backhand, turned his body, and easily brought him over from his back. Grappling Strength instantly Guided out, and slammed him **** on the ground.

With a bang, the place where Wei Wusheng's back hit suddenly cracked into a large piece. Under the strong vibration of the internal organs, even the tough bones cracked. He couldn't help but let out an uh sound, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

He lay there looking up, seeing Chen Chuan looking down with a calm gaze, "Is that all..." He roared lowly, eagerly wanting to get up, but before he could get halfway, he was blasted back by a fist coming at him!

This was not the end. Chen Chuan's other fist fell at this moment. His hands suddenly became soft, wrapping upwards like a snake, trying to lock the fist, but the muscles on that arm suddenly tightened, breaking the two arms open, and then a punch fell on his face, burying his entire head into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, punches fell like dense raindrops, all aimed at his head. Under the continuous bombardment, the ground behind his head cracked as if it was being hammered, and a shallow pit gradually appeared behind him.

All the audience in the arena dared not breathe at this moment, watching this scene with their mouths open.

After Chen Chuan didn't know how many punches he had thrown, a cracking sound came out. His fist stopped there. He could feel that the hard skull below had been cracked by him, and the body below was no longer breathing.

He slowly stood up from the ground, left this body, and walked out. However, just as he left twenty steps, there was movement behind him.

He looked back and saw a very thin man in a black foreign suit appeared there at some point.

He felt slightly familiar. He seemed to have seen this person somewhere before. After recalling it, Han Laoma?

This person grabbed Wei Wusheng's hair, and at the same time, his other hand's sharp fingers smeared towards his neck, "Wei Wusheng's head, I've taken it!"

In just a moment, he could take Wei Wusheng's head away, then leave here, and then take the bounty. As for what Chen Chuan had done before...

Heh, the bounty only wanted Wei Wusheng's head. Whoever has the head gets the bounty.

Who told Chen Chuan to be careless? He had been waiting until now to have a chance.

It was just that when the five claws went to cut, the claw blades, which were usually invincible, encountered a layer of hard resistance. Surprised, he felt something was wrong and immediately jumped up from the spot, trying to leave here.

His movements were extremely agile and nimble. Even if Wei Wusheng was stronger, it would be useless if he couldn't touch him, so he was able to take this business and dared to publicize himself in a high profile manner.

However, this time, just as he leaped up, while in mid-air, he felt his foot being grabbed. He was shocked.

However, he was a good player after all. Instead, he used the strength to suddenly turn downwards, such a method of unloading force, even if caught by the force of capture, could still struggle out. While rolling, his hands were inserted into Wei Wusheng's chest, but as soon as his five fingers entered the flesh, they were caught by a layer of flexible muscles and could not be pulled out.

This turned into his whole body was stuck on Wei Wusheng.

Not good!

Cold sweat secreted from Han Laoma's head.

At this time, he felt the body below him slowly sitting up, and grabbed his other leg. He thought of something and shouted in panic: "Don't..."

Before this shout ended, Wei Wusheng grabbed his legs and suddenly divided them outward. With a chi la sound, his whole person was torn in half!

A large amount of internal organs and blood fell together, and scattered on the ground over his body.

Chen Chuan's eyes focused on the past, seeing Wei Wusheng's eyes turned white, and he had clearly lost consciousness, and even had no breath, but he could still stand up. This situation looked very terrifying.

At the same time, he felt a strong beating sound, thumping in his ears. He looked at the other's chest, "Is it the heart..."

Although Wei Wusheng's head was cracked and his consciousness was completely lost, another thought hidden in his body became active.

This thought residing in the heart used the threat of extreme life danger when his thought disappeared, so that the two strengths were finally entangled together, and the two hearts grew together.

However, what exists at this moment is no longer Wei Wusheng, but Xiong Jian Yi!

Chen Chuan watched him trying to stand up from the shallow pit again, slowly raised his hand, put his five fingers together, then strode forward. At the moment of rushing forward, Second Self instantly merged with him, instantly crossing the space of twenty meters. With a chi sound, the entire front end of his forearm was like a knife, deeply inserted into Wei Wusheng's chest.

He looked at his terrifying face and slowly said, "Rest in peace." Then he clenched his five fingers and squeezed the beating thing.

Wei Wusheng's body trembled violently, his head drooped, and then countless blood flowed out of his facial features and the wounds all over his body.

Chen Chuan slowly pulled out his arm, allowing the body that had just stood up to fall back, smashing into the original broken road surface, and the blood flowing out quickly filled the shallow pit.

At this time, he also felt as if some kind of restraint was released, and a sound like a bell and drum sounded in his ears. At the same time, a powerful strength rushed towards his limbs and bones.