Free Web NovelChapter 310: Chapter 220: Chen Wudi
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi neither confirmed nor denied it.
"Elder Yan, your actions tonight have truly given me a headache."
It had been a long time since he’d been in such a sorry state.
The only other time he’d been injured was during his encounter with Simurgh Phoenix Cui Qingwu.
At all other times, he was either confined in the Xiao Family’s residence with servants to wait on him, or he was the one plotting and scheming against others.
This was the first time he had ever been schemed against and ended up in such a miserable state.
But compared to Chen Yi’s "headache," Yan Fusha was filled with shock and fury.
He couldn’t understand how Chen Yi knew he was from the Five Poison Sect.
He hadn’t mentioned the "Five Poison Sect" at all tonight.
Even when he had brought out the snakes and centipedes, given the common knowledge of Jianghu People today, most would only associate them with some other Evil Demonic Dao.
Yet Chen Yi, an Instructor from Guiyun Academy, had exposed his identity as a Five Poison Sect Elder in a single breath, making it impossible for him not to be suspicious.
After a moment of silence, the aura around Yan Fusha began to churn.
Wisps of dim, black energy floated from his hands, at times forming into coiled snakes, at others into poisonous scorpions.
He stared at Chen Yi with a sinister expression and said menacingly,
"I never expected that not only is Mr. Qingzhou’s Calligraphy Dao profound, but your Martial Arts are formidable as well."
Chen Yi glanced at his palms. "I can’t compare to you, Elder Yan."
Lower Fourth Grade, and Great Success in Fist Dao.
And that wasn’t even counting the possible Poisonous Insects and Poisons he had.
Yan Fusha was clearly much harder to deal with than any common practitioner of the Evil Demonic Dao.
"Mr. Qingzhou, there is one thing I don’t understand. I hope you might enlighten me."
"How did you find out about my identity?"
Chen Yi shook his head. "No comment."
The information about the Five Poison Sect had all come from Liu Lang’s eavesdropping; there was nothing to discuss.
Besides, he and Pei Guanli had nearly been killed by Yan Fusha tonight. It was already a fight to the death between them.
He wasn’t about to say anything more to a mortal enemy.
With that thought, Chen Yi completely released the restraints of his Black Tortoise Concealment Technique.
He activated the Four Symbols Skill, and the True Essence in his meridians began to surge like liquid mercury, flowing without end.
As his energy circulated, his originally frail-looking frame began to swell and expand.
He looked more upright, more substantial.
Even his face took on a harder, more rugged quality, losing its previous scholarly look.
Yan Fusha gave him a long, hard look and said, "What a pity."
"A pity for such a promising teacher!"
Before his voice had even faded,
Yan Fusha stomped forward, his body blurring into a shadow. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Chen Yi.
His left hand, shaped like a blade, jabbed straight for Chen Yi’s eyes.
Simultaneously, his Fist Intent stirred the Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism, unleashing a pressure like a fierce gale scouring a mountain range. It roiled the very air around them in an attempt to slow Chen Yi’s movements.
Furthermore, a wisp of Evil Poisonous energy formed a blade and slashed across.
But in the next instant, his body and his hand-blade froze, as if crushed under the weight of a great mountain.
It was Chen Yi’s Great Success Fist Dao, as imposing as a mountain peak!
Not only that.
As his own Fist Intent erupted, Chen Yi used the Wandering Dragon and Phoenix Step Technique. He twisted like a roaming dragon, evading both the hand-blade and the slash of Evil Poisonous energy.
Then, he unleashed his full power—Mountain Shattering Fist: Shaking Mountain!
As he threw the punch, his True Essence exploded into rippling shockwaves. The wooden planks beneath his feet shattered in concentric circles, splinters flying everywhere.
Whether intentionally or not, Yan Fusha made no move to dodge or evade.
BOOM!
Waves of energy rippled out from the fist’s impact. The mountain-like might of his True Essence and Fist Intent combined, as ferocious as a wildfire.
The sheer force of the blow was enough to shred what little remained of the tattered Painted Boat.
Yet, a punch of such incredible power was completely blocked by an extremely faint layer of black energy enveloping Yan Fusha’s body.
"’Protective True Gang...’"
Chen Yi’s brow furrowed, and his body shot back like a meteor to the stern of the Painted Boat.
Completely unharmed, Yan Fusha retracted his hand and stood up straight. He turned to face Chen Yi and sneered,
"Great Success in Fist Dao, a Fist Intent as mighty as a mountain... Mr. Qingzhou, what impressive skill you possess."
"If your Cultivation wasn’t so far beneath mine, I’m afraid I might not have been able to handle you today."
Chen Yi gave a noncommittal flick of his wrist, his eyes remaining fixed on Yan Fusha as his mind raced.
’Not only was that last punch blocked, but the rebound from his Protective True Gang injured my fist.’
’In a head-on fight, I’m no match for him at all.’
’I can’t fight him directly. I’ll have to rely on hit-and-run tactics.’
At this thought, Chen Yi took a deep breath. He circulated the Four Symbols Skill throughout his body, and his feet immediately felt a little lighter.
Great Success Martial Arts·Step could also connect with the Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism, granting it the blessing of Spiritual Essence.
The Meteor Butterfly Step possessed a relentlessly surging power, allowing for greater stamina.
The Wandering Dragon and Phoenix Step utilized Vortex Power, making one’s movements far more agile within a confined space.
Seeing Chen Yi remain silent, Yan Fusha snorted coldly and pressed his attack once more.
He thrust out a palm.
Having no intention of a direct confrontation, Chen Yi twisted his body and dodged with ghostly speed.
The swiftness of his Body Technique made Yan Fusha’s eyes narrow.
He whipped his head around to follow Chen Yi’s movement. "A Body Technique at the Great Success Realm?"
"You... how can you have achieved Great Success in two different Daos!?"
’It’s not that no one can cultivate both Fist Dao and Body Technique to the Great Success Realm. But those who do are all famous grandmasters of the Jianghu.’
’Even someone as mighty as Immortal Bai, a peerless talent, was only at the Perfection Realm in Fist Dao and the Great Success Realm in Body Technique when he first made his name!’
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Unwilling to accept it, Yan Fusha’s eyes widened as he stared at Chen Yi in disbelief. "You’re not Chen Yi!"
"Who in the world are you?"
"Shui Hetong from the Wind and Rain Tower? Or Hua Huixiang from Wudang Mountain?"
"No, that’s not right. Their Calligraphy Dao couldn’t possibly have reached Perfection..."
"That’s right, there’s also your Calligraphy Dao..."
"Two Daos at Great Success, and one at Perfection..."
"You... you... you’re even stronger than Immortal Bai was when he first made his name in the Jianghu?"
"..."
Hearing all this, even in the middle of a life-and-death struggle, Chen Yi couldn’t help but laugh.
"Of course I’m not Chen Yi. The people of the Jianghu gave me a nickname: the ’Wave-Riding White Dragon,’ Chen Wudi!"
At that moment, Pei Guanli, who had been listening to their exchange, grew inexplicably excited. She couldn’t help but leap to her feet, cupping her fair, delicate hands to her face as she cried out:
