Chapter 118: Pushing Aside All Enemies, Breaking Through All Laws of the World

"Three-Grade Fist Intent Chamber!"

The White Skirt Woman's expression was stunned:

"You are already at Second Grade Fist Intent?"

"I am still at First Grade!"

"Then you..."

Chen Yan breathed with difficulty; with a rumble, the energy within his body collided, and a wave of air erupted from before him:

"I want to go to the Three-Grade Fist Intent Chamber!"

The White Skirt Woman's pupil color shifted slightly:

"Please follow me.

I must remind you, the Three-Grade Fist Intent Stone costs fifty points per minute."

Soon, Chen Yan rushed into the Three-Grade Fist Intent Stone.

Beneath the White Skirt Woman's mask, her expression changed incessantly.

It was her first time seeing someone with First Grade True Intent go to challenge Three-Grade True Intent.

In fact, most people were just like Chu Xuanxian.

As soon as they entered the Third Grade, they would first go to observe and imagine the Three-Grade True Intent Stone.

Only after their True Intent stabilized would they go to challenge and observe the Four-Grade True Intent Stone.

In the White Skirt Woman's view, Chu Xuanxian was already among the type of Heavenly Pride who ascended in True Intent the fastest.

Even so, Chu Xuanxian still played it steady.

Bing Yi, is he being a bit too impatient?

Moreover, it is very dangerous.

"Sigh..."

The White Skirt Woman let out a sigh; she had wanted to go take a rest, but now she had better hurry and report to Chi Lao.

If something were to happen, it would be bad.

Boom!

A terrifying rumbling sound erupted from within the Fist Intent chamber.

Chen Yan's entire body was slammed against the door.

Chen Yan fell to the ground with his mouth wide open, his eyes filled with unimaginable astonishment.

Is this Three-Grade Fist Intent?

In an instant, he was unable to produce even a shred of the feeling that he could win.

It was as if, when viewed from afar, it was just a grain of sand, but upon walking closer, it was clearly an entirely new world.

Boom!

The rumbling rose again.

The space began to hiss, and streaks of distorted spatial lines appeared beside Chen Yan.

Chen Yan's entire body was suppressed by this artistic conception, unable to move.

Rumble!

An even more terrifying rumbling sound resonated from within his body.

Waves of energy like magma dragon marrow were crazily colliding within Chen Yan's body.

This was the essence energy of the Panlong Jade!

The Panlong Jade energy, which was difficult to circulate within the Second Grade Fist Intent Stone, was now circulating crazily.

This is the absorption principle of the Panlong Jade: the greater the external resistance, the higher the absorption efficiency!

This is the path of Horizontal Refinement!

Within the Po Sheng Realm, the green light representing Constitution Energy and the white light representing True Intent Energy surged majestically.

It was just that the white light was blocked by an invisible barrier.

But the green light was continuously pouring into the Holy Tree.

"It's just that..."

Chen Yan gritted his teeth:

"At least let me move a little!"

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

Flesh and bone were rumbling, tendons and skin were rolling; Chen Yan's body was about to be flattened.

"I have always told myself that I am the most impossible possibility under Heaven!"

Chen Yan whispered.

If not for this, why would the Holy Tree choose him?

If not for this, why would the Limit-Breaking Awakening choose him?

Because he is strong.

Because he has an invincible will!

Under the force of the coercive suppression, Chen Yan's five fingers slowly clenched.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

This power originating from within his body was like a drop in the ocean beneath the powerful Three-Grade Fist Intent.

Accompanied by waves of powerful Body Tempering energy pouring into the center of his fist.

At this moment, Chen Yan's fist bones evolved and upgraded!

Above the chest, one by one, the extreme patterns appeared.

Yet they were beside the twenty-one bone patterns.

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

The twenty-second one appeared!

Chen Yan's pupils flickered; he could feel his body wailing.

Unlike before, this time, while his body wailed, it was also roaring.

The body was refusing to submit, and the True Intent was refusing to submit.

Chen Yan could clearly perceive a certain power flowing within his body, not just the power of his own flesh.

There was also True Intent.

"My Spear Intent lies in Extreme Pierce, while the Fist Intent... lies in Horizontal Push."

Chen Yan whispered:

"How can there be a reason for a True Intent of Horizontal Push to be horizontally pushed by others?"

The essence of the Panlong Jade continued to roll over his right hand, tempering only this one hand!

At the moment Chen Yan threw his fist, the twenty-third skin pattern appeared!

Immediately after...

The twenty-fifth tendon pattern appeared.

He began to temper his arm!

Pure physical resistance was useless, because this was a confrontation of True Intent.

The Three-Product Fist Intent had suppressed Chen Yan's Horizontal Push True Intent from the very beginning.

What Chen Yan was doing at this moment was tempering his flesh while his flesh resisted.

And tempering his True Intent while his True Intent resisted.

A trace of a smile appeared at the corner of Chen Yan's mouth.

This was exactly what he wanted.

What was the point of fighting those like Chu Xuansheng and Liu Zong every day?

Even someone like Qiu Wei, the Cloud Dream City Fifth Tianjiao, seemed utterly boring to him.

He hadn't even needed to use his full strength.

Even if he wanted to hide his strength, in his heart, he hoped for a Powerful Opponent who could force him to unleash his full power.

He couldn't find one in the Outer Realm, but this Three-Grade Fist Intent Stone was not bad.

A surge of power rolled within his body.

【Red Ridge Body Casting Canon】, activate!

Fist Intent, activate!

【Eight Extreme Refining Styles】, activate!

Boom!

A fist was thrown out!

Facing the Three-Grade Fist Intent Stone, his own weak fist was still thrown out!

Rumble!

Within the space, horizontal ripples appeared, twisting and resisting.

…………

"Chi Lao..."

The White Skirt Woman ran to Chi Lao's Office in a hurry.

"Bing Yi..."

"I know..."

Chi Lao said in a low voice, touching his pocket:

"Where is my cigarette?"

Chi Lao searched for a long time before finding a pack of long-dust-covered cigarettes in the drawer.

He didn't smoke often, only three or four a week.

He wanted to smoke today.

That Three-Grade Fist Intent Stone was condensed by him; how could he not feel it?

The first time, that Bing Yi went to the Fist Intent Stone and, before even condensing Fist Intent, dared to bombard his One-Grade Fist Intent Stone.

The second time, Chi Lao had intended to toy with Bing Yi, so he swapped the One-Grade Fist Intent Stone Bing Yi wanted to use for Observation and Imagination with a Second Grade one.

As a result, that Bing Yi broke the limit.

Today...

That Bing Yi actually dared to bombard a Three-Product with One-Grade Fist Intent.

Win?

That was certainly impossible.

But a confrontation of True Intent is a confrontation of artistic conception; those of the same grade might be able to compete for victory.

But a confrontation between different grades is purely looking for abuse.

The vast majority of people could never conceive the thought of daring to confront a higher-grade True Intent.

But this Bing Yi could.

"A bit interesting!"

Chi Lao spoke, and the White Skirt Woman in the distance hurriedly said: "I ask that Chi Lao please be mindful of Bing Yi; doing this carries the danger of one's own True Intent collapsing."

"Mindful? Mindful my ass!" Chi Lao said:

"That kid is using his shallow First Grade True Intent to bombard my Three-Grade True Intent; do you dare believe it?

Does he really have no self-awareness?"

The White Skirt Woman was stunned.

First Grade bombarding Three-Grade?

How could they bombard each other?

The First Grade is contained within the Three-Grade...

It is just like a duckweed in the surging river water; you can only be suppressed, you can only be destroyed.

It has always been the river water shattering the last bit of the duckweed's Life Force; how could a duckweed dare to flow against the river?

"This is will!"

Chi Lao voiced:

"Even when facing a hopeless future, there is still the will to bombard.

This Bing Yi is a talent, a Limit talent!"

The White Skirt Woman opened her mouth, hearing such praise from Chi Lao's mouth for the first time.

"But will is will, and what a person is like is another matter."

Chi Lao spoke with a hint of playfulness.

If not for what had happened before, his attitude now would absolutely not be like this.

Prying into others' affairs was his own fault.

But he had already pried.

When facing the assassination invitation from Dark Soul, this Bing Yi had not hesitated in the slightest.

The person Dark Soul spoke of assassinating was that Chen Yan, whom Shen Yiwei valued.

Let us set aside Chen Yan and Shen Yiwei for now.

Chi Lao himself is a very careless person.

He has seen too much ugliness, so he does not care about the ugliness he has not encountered.

If he knows about things happening within the Tianbei Fist Tournament, he will punish them severely.

If he has not seen them, he will not bother with them.

Even though he knows that if he were to look closely, every place and every spot would have things that disgust him.

He is unwilling to do so.

Let those fools do those things.

But this does not mean that if Chi Lao sees it, he will still indulge those people in doing it.

He is disgusted.

This Bing Yi is a Limit-breaking genius, with a will so strong it even shocked him.

But you cannot, when invited to assassinate someone, agree without even needing to take a breath.

You do not even know if the one you are about to assassinate is the father of a three-year-old child, or an old woman in her twilight years waiting for her children to return.

Bing Yi, Bing Yi.

A coldness like ice, it really is...

"I was wrong."

Chi Lao shook his head faintly; no matter how much more this Bing Yi breaks his limits, he has less interest now.

"By the way, send people to keep a close watch on Dark Soul and Bing Yi these few days; once they make a move on Chen Yan, tell me."

Chi Lao spoke.

The White Skirt Woman was slightly startled:

"Chi Lao, are you finally going to manage matters on the outside?"

Chi Lao waved his hand.

Shen Yiwei, you can just go ahead and cry.

His mood was very gloomy.

He had originally discovered a piece of uncut jade, but upon closer inspection, the core of that piece of jade was filled with black spots.

To the side, the White Skirt Woman was silent.

She knew Chi Lao's background; it was only after Shen Yiwei arrived that Chi Lao's mood turned sour.

Being like this now is likely still because of that matter with Lu Killing God.

Just thinking of it suddenly, the White Skirt Woman's expression changed slightly:

"Chi Lao, perhaps there is some misunderstanding; although I have not had much contact with Bing Yi, in their words and actions, they seem to be a pretty good person."

Chi Lao's eyebrows lifted slightly:

"I didn't say I was going to do anything to them, and besides, all of this depends on Bing Yi's own choice."

The White Skirt Woman nodded, and thinking of something, she spoke again:

"You used to say you wanted to evaluate Chu Xuanxian, and now Chu Xuanxian already has Three-Pin Sword Intent..."

"Don't evaluate, evaluate my ass."

Chi Lao snorted coldly:

"That kid's Sword Intent does not belong to himself; he advances quickly, yes, but his Sword Intent is mixed with other people's things, as well as his own killing intent.

Does he think he has hidden it well enough?"

Chi Lao let out a "Heh."

This Chu Xuanxian is not even as good as Bing Yi.

Whether it is Fist Intent or Spear Intent, Bing Yi has a powerful personal will within them.

This is also why Bing Yi dares to use First-Rank Fist Intent to bombard Three-Grade Fist Intent.

Chu Xuanxian?

He seems to have Three-Pin Sword Intent, but his own will is muddy and unbearable, cold, murderous, vicious...

The current Chu Xuanxian is indeed strong, but he will surely go down a crooked path in the future.

The White Skirt Woman nodded; Chu Xuanxian was actually so unbearable in Chi Lao's heart.

Chi Lao felt even more Annoyance.

If viewed from the perspective of True Intent, this Bing Yi should not be the type of person who views others as insects.

Or perhaps, Bing Yi has already disregarded everything in order to make himself strong.

Time passed slowly.

Chu Xuanxian walked out of his Cultivation Room with another Youth wearing White Clothes and a Dragon Pattern Mask.

Chu Xuanxian had long finished his Observation and Imagination; he had just gone to the Cultivation Room to adjust his body.

And incidentally, to bring his cousin Chu Xuansheng to cultivate in this place.

"Your Father's matter, do not consider it for now; the most important thing right now is still the Tianjiao Trial."

Chu Xuanxian spoke quietly.

"How can I not consider it!" Chu Xuansheng gave a Low Roar.

His Father, Chu Lan, was still locked inside the prison.

"Once you are strong yourself, your Father can come out. If you cannot even take first place in a County Town Martial Class, what capital do you have to save your Father?" Chu Xuanxian gave a low shout.

"That Chen Yan is very strong!" Chu Xuansheng gave a low shout, recalling the scene where he was sent flying by a bowl thrown by Chen Yan, and his entire Aura changed slightly.

"Chen Yan..."

Chu Xuanxian murmured, remembering this name once again.

"At the Tianjiao Trial, I will meet him."

Chu Xuanxian felt moved in his heart; it was not the first time he had heard this name.

He had originally thought it was just an ordinary genius from a Hometown.

As it turned out, even his own cousin would be killed in seconds by the other party.

"Be careful that you get beaten wildly by that Chen Yan." From the side, Chu Xuansheng spoke in a low voice.

"You really are..." Chu Xuanxian's voice was ghostly and cold:

"Great at boosting the morale of others."

Buzz!

A burst of Sword Intent erupted, and Chu Xuansheng beside him stiffened, his Breath becoming difficult.

Chu Xuanxian withdrew his Sword Intent; Chu Xuansheng gasped for air, his eyes full of anger.

"Forget it, I don't have many relatives left in this world."

Chu Xuanxian spoke quietly.

"You motherf...!" Chu Xuansheng gave a low shout.

It was at this very moment.

Tap, tap, tap...

Rhythmic, crisp footsteps resounded through the Corridor.

Whoosh...

A wave of cold, piercing Cold Intent struck along the Corridor.

The Mu Jin beneath the masks of Chu Xuansheng and Chu Xuanxian both changed slightly.

Yet, they saw it was a thin, Ink-Colored Figure.

As the other party walked, the lights in the Corridor changed and flickered.

Chu Xuanxian was in Silence, but Chu Xuansheng beside him opened his mouth wide, feeling as if he had instantly fallen into an endless ice abyss.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably.

This feeling of trembling seemed to come from the very Depth of his heart, making it difficult for him to put up any resistance.

Buzz!

A flash of sword light flickered from beside Chu Xuanxian, then Disappeared.

Chen Yan walked past the two of them slowly.

By his ear, he could still hear Chu Xuansheng's extremely heavy breathing.

The eyes beneath Chu Xuanxian's Mask narrowed; at this moment, he was also extremely vigilant.

Not until Chen Yan had left did Chu Xuansheng exhale a heavy breath of foul air and say nervously:

"Who... who is he?!"

"Bing Yi, an Ice Attribute Qi Blood Warrior who suddenly appeared," Chu Xuanxian said.

"Heh..." Chu Xuansheng found his Breath difficult:

"I just felt like I was about to be crushed to death in an instant!"

Chu Xuanxian was in Silence for a long while, then spoke eerily:

"You are still too weak."

Chu Xuansheng did not speak, his Fist clenched tight.

…………

The desolate Eternal Night shrouded the woods, quiet and tranquil.

The moonlight was like sleet, drifting down in abundance, draping this stretch of open countryside in a layer of silver mourning silk.

Chen Yan walked out from the internal passage of the Tianbei Fist Tournament and arrived here this time.

He clenched his fists and whispered:

"Horizontal Push!"

Horizontal Push, the intent of Horizontal Push!

This is the essence of his Fist Intent.

It was merely emitted inadvertently, not even carrying a single trace of the feeling of Fist Intent.

Yet that surge of Horizontal Push intent made it difficult for Chu Xuansheng to stand.

Very strong!

Even until the end, he had not yet achieved Awakening of Second Grade Fist Intent.

But Chen Yan felt it was definitely not far off.

In confronting that Three-Product Fist Intent, Chen Yan ultimately discovered that only by using Horizontal Push could he achieve Suppression of everything.

Perhaps...

Chen Yan's Pupil bloomed with a sharp light.

Until one day, he can use Horizontal Push to defeat all enemies and shatter all techniques in The World.