Chapter 362 - The Battle at the Highest Point of Japan (2/2)

Takemiya Hiro staggered back slightly and was shocked once again.

He had never thought that Chen Fan had the audacity to take the brunt of his attack using his body. Worse, Chen Fan was unharmed after the impact. No one should have survived that attack, but Chen Fan did.

As it turned out, his surprise was mutual. Chen Fan pulled his fist back and noticed a white line of slightly grazed skin on the back of his hand where the blade had landed. This was the first time anyone had damaged his Azure Thearch Longevity Body, even though it had done barely any harm.

“Bravo!”

Chen Fan let out a peal of laughter after the promise of a worthy opponent heightened his spirit and made his blood boil.

He punched again, this time he had used less external strength, and changed the tone of the strike. Instead of belligerence, it had an ancient and primordial effect and expressed power that lay in between reality and ethereal, where mortals shall not go. Chen Fan was lead by the power and as if a long slumbering Naga finally awaken by a beacon of light. The dragon sprung up into the sky and chased after the light, twisting and writhing its body as if dancing.

“Naga’s Transform!”

Takemiya Hiro’s face grew more serious by the second. He slowly lifted Current Breaker, one inch at a time and with focus and dedication to the present moment. Then he hacked.

Even as the blade was still coming down from above, it seemed to have changed its form multiple times. In the end, there was no blade, in its place a full circle of Blade Aura br.i.m.m.i.n.g with light. The circle had surrounded Takemiya Hiro, its light serene and zenful. At Takemiya Hiro’s level, he could use any secret art that required great enlightenment. His cultivation had granted him the degree of perspicacity required to understand the fundamental inner-workings of any art on earth.

“Bang!”

The Blade and the fist clashed again. The Ring of Blade Aura was shattered and Takemiya Hiro winded. He staggered a few more steps back, as Current Breaker s.h.i.+vered on the verge of shattering. Chen Fan didn’t seem to use any more strength than his last punch, but the technique he used was sublime. Much to Takemiya Hiro’s dismay, he had realized the ineffectiveness of his art moments before the impact. Therefore, he had to take the burnt of Chen Fan’s force using his body.

That, proved to be a grave mistake.

“No bad, come again!”

Chen Fan let out a shout, his voice pierced through the night sky and invited a gust of wind. His Long flowy hair fell loose over his shoulders, and the loose fold of his outfit flapped against the wind. An azure fire rekindled in his eyes and his body taut with belligerence. He reached out both arms to form a circle, as if he intended to grope the entire night sky above Tokyo, including the moon and the stars. Energy started to roil about him: dark and powerful energies.

“True Martial Thirty-Six Forms, the first form: Skyfall Hammer!”

A tsunami of Qi Energy turned the Void Dimension upside down and bore down at Takemiya Hiro from above. An azure fire could be seen burning inside the deluge of dark current. Takemiya Hiro hunkered down for the blow as he charged up his Internal Force. He moved his Katana slowly in a circle, dedicating every nerve and muscle to the task. He didn’t want to face Chen Fan’s attack, but he had to.

“Bang!”

Takemiya Hiro backed away right before the punch landed on him. The Fist Qi smashed into a steel truss and knocked it off of the tower. Chen Fan launched himself into the air again and spread out both arms as a bird would. Then he suddenly closed both arms, turning them into a pair of scissors and shot out a pulse of Azure energy.

“Second Form, Humble Cloud Hand.”

Takemiya Hiro lifted the Current Breaker with both hands and hacked right in the middle of the Azure energy. The impact spat a wave of energy at him, forcing Takemiya Hiro to take another few steps back.

“The third form: Void Dimension Shockwave!”

Chen Fan didn’t stop and kept ton raining attacks on his opponent. Takemiya Hiro barely had time to gather himself and scrambled to deal with the next attack.

“Fourth Form, Naga’s Transform”

“Fifth Form, Heaven Trampling!”

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“Seventh Form, Mountain River Cut!”