Chapter 53: True Intent, Fist Momentum

"Only fourteen patterns?" Wang Lu narrowed his eyes:

"Who are you trying to fool? Fourteen patterns is only equivalent to the mid-stage of the Five Viscera Realm; what right do you have to kill me!"

The Qi-Blood path: Five Viscera, Hundred Meridians, Golden Body, Origin.

The Horizontal Refinement path: Seventy-Two Patterns Extreme Forging Realm, Unity, Origin.

The first boundary of the Horizontal Refinement path, the Seventy-Two Patterns Extreme Forging Realm, is equivalent to the two realms of Five Viscera and Hundred Meridians in the Qi-Blood path.

That is to say, if an ordinary Horizontal Refinement Martial Artist can cultivate to thirty-two patterns, it is equivalent to the peak of the Qi-Blood path's Five Viscera Realm.

Chen Yan is currently only at fourteen patterns, which in reality is only equivalent to the mid-stage of the Qi-Blood path's Five Viscera Realm.

Fighting Wang Lu now counts as a challenge beyond his level.

This is also the point that most astonished the man and woman in Black Clothes.

If you say his Cultivation Realm is low, he was already at fourteen patterns the moment he entered the Martial Dao, which is absurd.

But if you say his Cultivation Realm is high, why can he use fourteen patterns to fight Wang Lu?

Chen Yan's gaze was calm as he spoke:

"You are very strong."

Wang Lu let out a cold snort, feeling as if he had been insulted by Chen Yan:

"There is no one behind you?"

"There is someone," Chen Yan said.

Wang Lu fell into Silence.

On the Tree.

"He is trying to use us to apply pressure to Wang Lu," Li Yiyi evaluated.

He felt a bit of emotion toward Chen Yan's line of thinking; it was indeed very formidable.

A person who has reached a dead end would absolutely have no heart left to fight.

The man and woman in Black Clothes had nothing to say; right now, there were all sorts of questions in their Brains.

Yet at this moment, Chen Yan spoke again:

"Therefore, you only have two ways to die: either you die, or you drag me down to die with you."

Li Yiyi was Stun; Chen Yan was forcing Wang Lu to use a lethal move.

He had guessed wrong again.

After being Stun for a long while, Wang Lu Laughing:

"Damn it, I hate you geniuses the most; you don't treat people like people."

Chen Yan did not speak, his cold light overflowing.

When have you ever treated others like people?

"I will fulfill your wish!"

Wang Lu let out a Ferociousness laugh, and in a boom, his physique surged, his muscles swelling up, terrifying and Ferociousness.

In a certain instant, strange Grain Mark appeared on his body, eerie and difficult to understand.

Chen Yan's Pupil flashed; within the Po Saint Realm, he felt the Formation Energy again.

"I am different from other Qi-Blood Warriors." Wang Lu looked down at Chen Yan from above, the Ferociousness in his Pupil like waves, becoming increasingly terrifying.

A genius?

A genius who can challenge beyond his level?

Very strong, very formidable?

In the distance, on the Tree.

The man and woman in Black Clothes wore expressions of astonishment.

"Ancient God Array Marks!"

Beside them, Li Yiyi also instantly became solemn.

Wang Lu Laughing, the runes on his body hidden within his Flesh, but his Aura carried an indescribable dominance and terror.

At this moment, his body seemed to be doused in Demon blood, erupting with terrifying majesty.

This kid was right; he would surely die today, but he could drag the other party down to die with him.

The other party was indeed not ordinary.

But was he himself ordinary?

Seeking death!

Boom!

A Fist that surged with Red Heart violent Wind Element suddenly struck; Wang Lu's expression turned ruthless, and he exploded with a punch of his own.

Boom—!

The two Fists collided, and rolling waves of energy swirled and exploded; the Skin and Flesh on Wang Lu's arm were rotating along with the energy waves at this moment, the pain extreme.

"Using a big move right from the start, you..." He said Laughing, his Pupil shrinking.

Boom!

Chen Yan suddenly swung his Fist again, the red Wind Element waves roaring like a hurricane, carrying the momentum of toppling mountains and overturning seas, striking out once more.

Boom—!

Wang Lu's Chest took the full force of this strike, and his whole body flew backward, crashing into the small building behind him; the wall collapsed instantly, and stone fragments flew everywhere.

"Red Heart Fist!"

Li Yiyi exclaimed in shock; Vice Chief Shen had actually taught this move to the other party.

"You damn!"

Amidst the ruins, Wang Lu roared, only to see a black shadow descend from the sky.

Chen Yan's entire body was roiling with red mist as he executed the 【Extreme Refining Eight Styles】 mid-air, bringing a leg down in a strike.

Ru Miao Level 【Red Gang Body-Casting Canon】!

Heart-Entry Level 【Red Gang Mysterious Strike Fist】!

Entry Level 【Extreme Refining Eight Styles】!

Ru Miao Level 【Red Heart Fist】!

…………

Boom, boom, boom!

A small building collapsed in an instant.

Chen Yan swung his fists, the Red Glow on his body like fire, his body like a furnace, growing increasingly scorching.

Fight!

Wang Lu is very strong!

Indeed very strong!

His Cultivation Realm is inferior to the opponent's, but that does not mean he cannot kill him.

If the Cultivation Realm is insufficient, make up for it with Technique!

Fight, fight, fight!

Leg slashes, whip strikes, bombardment!

Spirals of Qi surged between his fists, and brick and stone were torn apart by the waves of Qi.

Chen Yan was immersed within it.

"You... motherfucker!"

Wang Lu was beaten into the ruins, roaring incessantly.

Boom!

Chen Yan smashed a fist down; the bridge of the nose collapsed, and the Bone shattered.

Extreme Refining! Extreme Refining! Extreme Refining!

【Red Heart Fist】!

Within his mind, it was as if something had suddenly become clear at this moment.

【Red Heart Fist】 is the same.

【Extreme Refining Eight Styles】 is the same.

Among them, there must be something that is the same.

The same momentum, the same significance, the same value.

The same...

True Intent!

Chen Yan fought more and more Mammoth, the Smile on his lips growing more intense, which looked increasingly chilling to Li Yiyi and the other two.

Within the Po Saint Realm, a White Light flickered, blocked at a distance of three feet from the Holy Tree.

Without leveling up, the Holy Tree cannot absorb True Intent Energy.

A pity, a pity, a pity!

Helpless!

Chen Yan cursed inwardly.

Yet at a certain instant, his Pupil bloomed with red light, his fist suffused with profound mystery.

The Holy Tree cannot absorb it.

Then what about himself?

He, Chen Yan, is no Waste!

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

Within the ruins, Wang Lu roared aloud; runes surged all over his body, and a trace of Black Clothes-like aura was heart-palpitating. He was angry to the extreme, and his killing intent had expanded to the extreme.

He wanted to kill his opponent.

He threw a punch, fearless and reckless.

He smashed against the crazed Chen Yan opposite him!

Boom!

This punch struck Chen Yan's Chest, and a 'Crack!' sound rang out.

This punch stopped one inch in front of Wang Lu's Forehead, still one step away.

Suddenly, it was quiet.

"Not good!"

The Black-Clothed Man let out a low shout; it was time for them to act.

"Hahahaha!!!!" Wang Lu let out a Laughter, he had finally...

Boom!

The Brain exploded!

Blood splashed out.

Wang Lu.

Dead!

This punch did not strike Wang Lu, but it killed Wang Lu.

Chen Yan's chest felt incomparably painful, yet at this moment, he slowly retracted his right hand and stared blankly.

True Intent!

No!

It hadn't reached True Intent yet, but he had already glimpsed True Intent.

This should be……

Fist Momentum!

He had slaughtered Wang Lu with Fist Momentum.

He had won.

He had not relied on the Holy Tree; this time, he had comprehended Fist Momentum.

Outside the Xiao Yuan, it was incomparably quiet.

Screech!

A shrill, miserable cry sounded from the ground; a giant cockroach crawled out along the ruins and lay on Wang Lu's headless corpse, wailing.

"Ancient God Beast Cub……!"

In the distance, the three people on the Tree were completely stunned.

"Holy Crap!" Li Yiyi's face twitched.

Regardless of anything else, the man and woman in Black Clothes immediately appeared, blocked Chen Yan behind them, and stared fixedly at this mantis.

But then, the wailing of this mantis became increasingly shrill, until at a certain moment, after emitting its most miserable screech.

It died.

Chen Yan was injured.

…………

The news of Chen Yan's injury quickly spread within the True Martial Class.

After all, the news that Chen Yan had just received the Sudden Enlightenment from the Origin Stele of the 【Eight Extreme Refining Styles】 had already made Chen Yan a famous person.

Gao Yuan, Li Qingyuan, and Wu Chuqi came to Chen Yan's residence one after another to visit him.

"Chen Yan, I admire you very much."

Li Qingyuan looked at Chen Yan with a Smile:

"To be able to injure yourself while practicing, and to break through limits several times in one session—others might have better talent than you, but absolutely no one works harder than you."

Chen Yan nodded with a Smile:

"You guys stay for a while later; I used points to buy some food from the Priority Zone, let's eat together."

Li Qingyuan hurriedly refused; he knew that Chen Yan would definitely spend quite a lot of money to buy a meal.

"It's fine, Gao Yuan is here too, let's eat together."

Chen Yan revealed a Smile, and beside him, Gao Yuan touched his head and laughed foolishly.

A look of gratitude appeared in Li Qingyuan's eyes.

Chen Yan was indeed admirable in every aspect.

…………

After the few of them left.

Chen Yan lay on the bed alone, with gauze still wrapped around his chest and arms.

Last night's battle was indeed a bit too intense.

However.

Buzz……

Chen Yan raised his Fist; just by raising it like that, a surge of momentum swirled above the surface of the Fist.

Fist Momentum!

What he used to kill Wang Lu yesterday was Fist Momentum.

With one strike of the Fist, before the force killed the person, the momentum had already slaughtered them.

This was Fist Momentum.

A type of Fist Momentum, a type of artistic conception, and even a type of truth.

"Above Fist Momentum, is Fist Intent."

Chen Yan murmured, a Smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

In the entire Yunmeng City, there were no more than ten geniuses who could comprehend artistic conception.

He, Chen Yan, was not inferior.

"Holy Tree, I am not inferior." Chen Yan murmured in his heart.

Luo Puxin arrived, looking at Chen Yan strangely.

"Fourteen Grain Marks?"

"Yes."

"Red Heart Fist has reached the marvelous level?"

"Yes."

Luo Puxin nodded, took a deep breath, and continued to ask:

"Eight Extreme Refining Styles has reached Entry Level?"

"Mm."

Luo Puxin pursed his lips, took another deep breath, and asked cautiously:

"Yesterday……"

"I have grasped the Fist Momentum," Chen Yan said with a smile.

"Hmm... hmm." Luo Puxin nodded, turned around, and stared fixedly at the floor.

After a while, he turned his head back again:

"Can you stop cultivating SoulRefining?"

Luo Puxin's voice was rapid:

"Don't waste time cultivating SoulRefining. Isn't it just one Origin of talent?

What does that count for?"

Chen Yan was silent for a long while before he spoke:

"My Heart Casting Degree is at seventy-eight."

Luo Puxin's brows knit together, and he turned around.

Chen Yan continued:

"Actually, my SoulRefining is also alright. Although I haven't mastered the Chaos Abyss Decision, it seems I'm close."

Luo Puxin clenched his right hand and continued to stare fixedly at the floor.

Holy Crap!

"Chen Yan!"

Luo Puxin turned back around:

"Come with me to the Frontline. Let me tell you, I know many people, many Strong Ones. If you go to the Frontline, you will have a hundred Masters."

Luo Puxin was eager to try; with such talent, why stay here?

Go to the Frontline, kill people, kill Ancient Beasts, kill Shen Shi!

Become strong quickly!

"But, Luo Ge, what about the True Martial Class?"

Chen Yan asked.

Luo Puxin was stunned for a moment, then smiled:

"I was just talking nonsense."

Chen Yan was speechless.

Only then did Luo Puxin take an object from his pocket and hand it to Chen Yan; it was a Purple Crystal.

No, this was the true eye of that Cockroach from last night.

"Your spoils of war. The eyes of Shen Shi are very valuable. To be honest, I even wanted to keep it for myself."

Chen Yan took this eye, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Within the Po Saint Realm, yellow light flames surged once more.

This was Formation Energy.

"Luo Ge, the thing inside this eye..." Chen Yan asked curiously.

"This is Ancient Intent. Wild Ancient Beasts all have Ancient Intent. This is the eye of a Shen Shi, so it has even more Ancient Intent.

While called Ancient Intent, it is actually a kind of truth of Heaven and Earth. We generally call it an Array. In the eyes of an Array Master, Heaven and Earth are all an Array!"

Luo Puxin spoke quietly:

"That Chu Xuansheng in your True Martial Class seems to possess an Array. When you killed that Wang Lu last night, you should have felt that his Skin was thick and his Flesh was tough."

Chen Yan fell into thought. Did he?

Luo Puxin pursed his lips.

Awesome.

"The Array inside this Ancient Beast eye should be used to increase the defensive ability of the body.

That Wang Lu was an idiot who never grasped the essence of the Array at all. If you want to grasp it, just take a look at it.

Focus on Horizontal Refinement."

Luo Puxin actually didn't really want to give Chen Yan this eye.

He felt that Chen Yan should just cultivate the path of Horizontal Refinement.

With such strong talent, he shouldn't waste time.

"Rest well and don't cultivate for these few days. There is still a long road ahead."

Luo Puxin left with a smile.

Chen Yan took out his Martial Merit Card; the Martial Merit Points for killing Wang Lu had already arrived: two hundred.

Now, Chen Yan's Martial Merit Points had reached one thousand six hundred.

It was originally seven hundred.

But Chen Yan had completed two more cultivation tasks.

That is, condensing three substantial Grain Marks within a week rewarded two hundred points.

Reaching a Heart Casting Degree of seventy-five within a week rewarded five hundred points.

Now, these two tasks had been updated.

The Horizontal Refinement cultivation task remained unchanged.

The other one directly changed to opening the Second Viscera and reaching a Casting Degree of seventy-five, rewarding five hundred.

Looking at the Martial Merit Card.

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

He could go and perform Observation and Imagination on the 【Hundred Spears Dark Thrust】.

He had yet to possess a Martial Technique for the path of SoulRefining.

Attention turned to the Breaking Saint Realm.

【Breaking Saint Realm: Level 4 (25/500)】

【Break-Saint Fruit:

Strength: (29/100)

Blood: (54/100)

Technique: (30/100)

Body: (29/100)

Array: (43/100)】

His gaze moved to the progress of the Array Fruit in the last line, and Chen Yan looked toward the Holy Tree.

On a branch that had never grown fruit before, a yellow Fruit, hanging like a pearl, was slowly growing.

He looked again at the Purple Crystal in his hand that contained an Array, perceiving it in detail.

Suddenly, at a certain moment.

"Huh..."

Chen Yan was surprised; on the Holy Tree, that silver Fruit not recorded by the Data Panel had grown to more than half its size at some unknown time.

A hazy silver light radiated from this silver Fruit, and Chen Yan felt it was extraordinarily profound just by looking at it quietly.

It was even more profound than the other Fruits.

He could not help but feel his heart pounding.

What would this silver Fruit bring?

…………

Afternoon.

"I heard that Chen Yan got injured in the Xuyang District."

"It seems he was injured in the Cultivation Room; it was too brutal."

"Lin Principal said that Chen Yan's talent is actually average, but his level of effort far exceeds yours and mine."

"That's right, we should learn from Chen Yan."

Outside the Blood-Sniffing Room, several students were chatting, and they hurriedly bowed when they saw Chu Feiyuan in front of the door.

"Is Chen Yan's injury serious? Which of you went to see him?" Chu Feiyuan asked with a smile, a hint of playfulness appearing at the corner of his Mouth.

The next moment, Chu Feiyuan stopped speaking and looked at a figure walking from afar.

Chen Yan.

Chen Yan was wearing long sleeves, but from the gauze exposed at his Neck, it could be seen that Chen Yan was severely injured.

Chu Feiyuan narrowed his eyes:

"Already injured, yet you still don't forget to attempt Awakening?"

Chen Yan gave a slight Laughter, and Chu Feiyuan was Stun for a moment.

What does that mean? Why are you smiling at me?

Chen Yan entered the Blood-Sniffing Room.

Chu Feiyuan narrowed his eyes and gave a knowing look to the teacher beside him.

The other party paused; still at it?

Chu Feiyuan had such a ruthless heart.

…………

At the same time.

Municipal Martial Officer.

Gong Hangwen, surrounded by a crowd, walked toward the conference room.

Across the Corridor, a Zhong Nian Nan Zi with heavy Black Eye Circles and a thin build walked over.

Behind the other party, there were also many followers.

Gong Hangwen narrowed his eyes.

Shen Yiwei.

"Shen Yiwei." Gong Hangwen spoke:

"Did you give a student in Luoshan County named Chen Yan the Military Martial Guard's Tianjiao Cultivation?"

Shen Yiwei was Stun.

Holy Crap!

What did Chen Yan do? How does even Gong Hangwen know about it?

The high-level officials of the Municipal Martial Officer behind Gong Hangwen looked at each other, each with their own thoughts; it was the first time they had heard the name Chen Yan.

However, since Gong Hangwen had spoken, they had to take note of it.

"Chen Yan... who is that?" Shen Yiwei asked with a Frown.

"You don't know?" Gong Hangwen was slightly surprised.

"Who is it?

A Heavenly Pride?" Shen Yiwei became interested and looked at the Secretary behind him.

"Not a Heavenly Pride." Gong Hangwen shook his head and said with a faint Laughter:

"But to you, he counts as one."

Behind him, the crowd let out a faint Laughter.

Shen Yiwei Frown, but he did not say anything.

Gong Hangwen, with his refined and scholarly temperament, walked into the conference room.

Last night, Gong Tuo called him and brought up Chen Yan.

After all, it is very abnormal for an ordinary Heavenly Pride to reject a Gong Family Contract.

Gong Hangwen brought it up today simply to test Shen Yiwei.

It seems he truly does not know.

Then there must be another reason for Chen Yan's refusal.

Gong Qing.

Gong Qing's Secretary once caused Chen Yan to be imprisoned, so Chen Yan is dissatisfied with the Gong Family.

Gong Hangwen thought about it briefly and understood.

Forget it, no need to worry about it.

There are plenty of people dissatisfied with the Gong Family.

But the only one the Gong Family considers important is Shen Yiwei.

A hard-working type of Heavenly Pride?

There are plenty of those in this world.

But one must have aptitude, status, and resources to go further.

"I heard that your Gong Family's Gong Fanyin had a Qi Awakening Failure during the Limit-Breaking Awakening?"

For some reason, sitting opposite Gong Hangwen, Shen Yiwei suddenly opened his Mouth to ask.

"There is such a matter." Gong Hangwen smiled faintly:

"But having the opportunity for a Limit-Breaking Awakening is still better than others who cannot awaken at all."

Shen Yiwei laughed and extended his Thumb:

"Gong Hangwen, you really are better at putting on an act; you can even spin a failure like that."

Gong Hangwen let out a faint Laughter, and the atmosphere in the conference room instantly became oppressive.

"You are not convinced?" Gong Hangwen narrowed his eyes.

"Not convinced." Shen Yiwei laughed:

"Fight me to the death, and then I will be convinced."

Gong Hangwen smiled, but his expression became increasingly Shade and Sink, with killing intent bursting from the depths of his eyes.

He did not know why Shen Yiwei was acting crazy again today.

"Hahaha, he doesn't dare; look, he doesn't dare again."

Shen Yiwei patted the Shoulder of Bai Yuyue beside him and laughed loudly, while the latter smiled faintly and shook his head.

The crowd was silent; the battle between these two would reach its peak this year.

The two most talented individuals, the two strongest aside from the Old Chief.

Each represents the will of Lu Xunyang and the noble families.

It looks like only one will be able to survive next year.