Chapter 20

Who says that brute strength means losing agility? Who says that brute strength means no speed in the dense forest? Gulei's figure transformed into several afterimages, like an iron mountain, pressing down on Chen Xun.

Fortunately, the distance of over a hundred meters gave Chen Xun a six to seven breaths of respite.

The wound stopped bleeding, and Gulei's figure arrived. But Chen Xun's short spear pierced the tree trunk, and his figure, like a weasel, shot up the towering tree, barely avoiding Gulei's layers of murderous spear shadows.

Stepping on branches and trunks, his body hanging upside down, the two spears crossed, he charged at Gulei, who had thrust the giant spear into the giant tree, and struck him on the head.

"Die!"

An inch shorter, an inch more dangerous. The heavy spear was extremely powerful, but not suitable for close combat.

Gulei abandoned the spear and swung his fist. The giant fist was like a bowl, with the aura of the brute soul radiating from the fist, forming a green wolf head shadow. Just as Chen Xun's two spears were about to strike, the wolf head shadow detached from the fist and clashed with the two spears, producing a thunderous explosion. Chen Xun's small figure was sent flying into the sky, breaking countless huge branches before falling back down.

Truly, Gulei, who was half a step away from the upper-level brute warrior, with the brute soul aura radiating, was comparable to a martial cultivator's external qi, and could be said to have the strength of the seventh layer of blood change.

Perhaps the person in front of him was only one or two years away from the upper-level brute warrior.

The Black Python clan, with a thousand-year legacy, had only Zong Sang and Nan Liao as upper-level brute warriors.

The Black Mountain tribe, although four to five times the size of the Black Python clan, with five to six thousand people, had only Gu Chen and Gu Hu as upper-level brute warriors.

This showed how precious and powerful upper-level brute warriors were.

Although Gulei's punch did not land solidly, it still had a force of five to six thousand pounds. Chen Xun, in mid-air, felt his internal organs displaced and his mouth filled with blood, ready to spew out.

Gulei, clenching his fist, felt a sense of regret. He was indeed just a step away from the seventh layer, and could not instantly kill this little beast.

Gulei, failing to achieve his goal with one strike, became even angrier. His triangular eyes burned with ferocity, like a martial god descending, waiting for Chen Xun to fall so he could crush him with his divine fist.

Does this little beast really think I only excel in spear fighting?

"Poof!"

Chen Xun's figure fell like a stone, and the ferocity in Gulei's triangular eyes rapidly enlarged before him. The blood in his mouth could no longer be contained, turning into countless blood arrows that spewed out.

"Roar!"

Gulei's eyes, which were wide open in anger, felt as if they were pierced by countless fine needles. He closed his eyes and swung his fist, his figure quickly dodging, jumping over ten meters away. But the bone-eroding wind was fierce, and Gulei could not believe that this little beast of the Black Python clan, after taking a punch, still had such fierce offensive power.

His eyes were severely damaged, and he could only see blurry figures when he forced them open.

Before cultivating the brute soul, Chen Xun had trained countless times by pushing his body to its limits, and his will had been tempered to be harder than steel.

As long as his blood and qi did not dry up, as long as his strength was not exhausted, no matter how severe the injuries to his body, he could grit his teeth and not fall down.

To make him lose his fighting ability, this level of injury was far from enough.

Chen Xun held the two bone spears, which were comparable to divine weapons, but Gulei's giant fists, covered in copper skin and iron bones, and radiating the aura of the brute soul, were ten times harder, like divine iron, and were not afraid of Chen Xun's short spears at all.

Gulei's fists swung like the wind, and the heavy fist shadows protected his entire body. In an instant, they clashed over a dozen times.

Chen Xun's strength and momentum were ultimately inferior to Gulei's. Even taking advantage of Gulei's damaged eyes, he was still forced to retreat frequently.

Having ambushed Gushan earlier and then using cunning tactics, Gulei knew that to kill the little thief, he must not relax for a moment.

Although his eyes were damaged, he could still勉强 see the figures in front of him. Whenever Chen Xun retreated or dodged, Gulei pursued him relentlessly, never giving the little scoundrel a chance to catch his breath or take a spirit medicine.

Chen Xun reached out and grabbed the heavy spear Gulei had thrust into the tree trunk, gripped the spear shaft, and flipped up.

Gulei's fist struck the spear handle, driving the heavy spear through the tree trunk and out the other side.

Chen Xun leaped up, took the spear, and crouched to thrust it.

Gulei roared with a laugh, "You can use a long spear too? Let me show you how to use it!" and his giant fist struck out in anger.

Gulei's divine fist was invincible, hard as divine iron, and each punch directly aimed at the sharp edge of the long spear.

The heavy fist shadows piled up like a mountain, and between the fists, an endless force surged, like the Black Python clan's soul sacrifice, releasing an invisible force field, making Chen Xun feel as if he were trapped in thick, sticky water, making his movements less agile.

The brute warriors of the Black Mountain tribe were truly formidable, with a legacy of several hundred years.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Chen Xun crouched and thrust the spear, his aura resonating, and a shadow of the Nine Abyss Brute Soul suddenly appeared on his divine soul,疯狂地吸噬气血神华, and in an instant, feet, body, and hands materialized in the soul sea, and a black, ghostly giant spear was carved as if real...

Seeing the strange black aura released from Chen Xun's spear-holding arms, with an endless aura of ferocity, Gulei felt an unusual sense:

"Nine Abyss War Spear!"

The Black Python clan practiced the Nine Abyss War Spear from a young age, but not everyone could wield the true Nine Abyss Brute Soul martial arts.

People like Zong Ya, upon entering the fourth layer of brute warrior and awakening the brute soul, could only visualize the shadow of the Nine Abyss Brute Soul. It was only at the peak of the sixth layer of brute warrior that the Nine Abyss Brute Soul could form a tangible shape in the soul sea.

Only then could the brute soul aura radiate, and the true brute soul martial arts be used.

The Nine Abyss Brute Soul of the Black Python clan was ten to a hundred times harder to cultivate than the brute souls of other tribes or the Great Peng Secret Fist. Once cultivated, its power was ten to a hundred times stronger than other brute soul martial arts.

Gulei never imagined that the boy in front of him, only thirteen or fourteen years old, had cultivated the Nine Abyss Brute Soul to the point of aura radiation.

Chen Xun's previously pure blood and qi were not enough to support him in visualizing a complete Nine Abyss Brute Soul in the soul sea. After healing in the valley, his blood and qi became even purer, making it worth the risk.

Gulei's fists radiated divine aura, with green divine light covering them, making them as hard as divine iron, with sharp edges.

However, the Nine Abyss Brute Soul aura radiated from his body, black as flames, capable of cutting through metal and stone.

The Nine Abyss War Spear of the Black Python clan, fused with brute煞气, how powerful would this heaven-defying strike be? Chen Xun was full of anticipation.

"Reverse Scale!"

Chen Xun's angry shout was like a divine thunder, and the endless black divine flames that leaked from his tiger's mouth instantly condensed into a lotus-shaped qi aura, as if a black flame lotus leaf was rooted and branched with the heavy spear, and an endless death aura, as if released from the depths of the Nine Abyss, froze Gulei's heart and blood in an instant!

The heavy spear, swift as lightning, rushed towards Gulei's chest...

Gulei's impenetrable divine fist shadows were like a torn cloth, and the spear, as hard as divine iron and as sharp as a blade, pierced through Gulei's chest, creating a huge bloody hole.

The flesh and organs in this hole turned into an endless rain of blood and flesh, spraying out from behind, and the surrounding vines were shot down with a "pop" sound...

"How is this possible?" Gulei knelt on his knees, looking at the huge bloody hole in his chest, unable to believe that he had been defeated and killed in one move.

"How is it not possible?" Chen Xun, whose blood and qi had been completely drained, could not even stand, and sat on the ground, looking at Gulei, who could not die in peace, "If I didn't have the confidence to deliver this heaven-defying strike, would I have stayed to fight you to the death? You two fools!"

Gulei, with his eyes wide open, fell back, his heart filled with regret.

Chen Xun just wanted to sleep, but he knew that even if Gushan lost his ability to move, the dense forest still held countless dangers.

Seeing Gulei dead, he crawled over inch by inch, took a leather bag from his waist, and found two black, foul-smelling pills.

Grandpa Zong Tu said that the Nine Abyss Brute Soul martial arts were extremely fierce and should not be used lightly. If one strike did not injure the enemy, one would be at the enemy's mercy.

It was indeed true.

His blood and qi were enough to support the Great Peng Secret Fist for the duration of a cup of tea, but the Reverse Scale strike drained them completely.

If that strike had been slightly off, or if Gulei had been a bit stronger, he would now be at the mercy of others.

His bones and blood were now dry and lifeless, like a dead desert without a drop of water. If he delayed any longer, he would die of blood and qi depletion, even without waiting for venomous insects or fierce beasts to eat him.

"May heaven protect me, please don't let these be poison pills!"

Chen Xun closed his eyes and swallowed the two foul-smelling pills, sitting in a cross-legged position to visualize the brute soul and refine the medicinal power that turned into a rolling heat flow in his body.

The dry and lifeless blood and qi, like a desert, seemed to receive new water, and after a long time, a faint divine aura began to radiate.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Xun finished refining the medicinal power of the two pills and exited the visualization.

It was strange that this time, when he forcibly visualized the Nine Abyss Brute Soul, his blood and qi were almost completely drained, but his divine soul and soul sea did not react.

This thing was unreliable, and he couldn't count on it.

"Spit, spit!" Chen Xun spat out two mouthfuls of saliva, the foul smell in his mouth still not fading. He didn't expect the spirit medicine of the Black Mountain tribe to be much weaker than the Black Python pills, and the foul smell lingered in his mouth for a long time, truly making life hard for the brute warriors of the Black Mountain tribe.

In the leather bag, besides the two pills and some miscellaneous items, there were two ancient copper coins.

The casting technique of the ancient copper coins was very exquisite, with a thin layer of paste, smooth and cold to the touch, and an ancient and mysterious seal carved on them, similar to the seals on the precious armor worn by the two young nobles from Canglan.

Chen Xun thought these coins must be from Canglan, but he didn't know how useful they were, so he kept them close in the leather bag.

In addition, there was Gulei's weapon, a spear that didn't seem ordinary. It was six feet long, with a three-foot-long spearhead, sharp on both sides.

The spear shaft looked like wood but was extremely heavy and hard.

The entire spear weighed over a hundred pounds and was definitely not a divine weapon that the Python Tooth Ridge barbarian tribe could have.

Chen Xun thought that the people from Canglan, appearing in the Black Mountain tribe, couldn't have done so without reason, and this spear might have been a gift from them to the Black Mountain tribe.

In any case, in previous conflicts between the two tribes, Chen Xun had never seen the Black Mountain tribe with such divine weapons.

The Black Mountain tribe was four to five times the size of the Black Python clan, but the number of brute warriors was about the same. If they had a few more such divine weapons, they might have already driven the Black Python clan out of Python Tooth Ridge.

Chen Xun felt a cold wind behind him and turned to see two shiny-furred blue wolves quietly approaching.

Blue wolves were ferocious and had copper heads and iron bones, making them very difficult to deal with.

Chen Xun picked up the giant spear, kicked Gulei's corpse towards the blue wolves, and fled out of the dense forest.

Fortunately, the blue wolves did not pursue him after getting the corpse to eat. Chen Xun followed the original path back to the edge of the valley and saw that Gushan was still sitting far away, looking towards the dense forest.

Although Gushan's feet were crippled, he still had the strength to fight, and Chen Xun felt a sense of regret. If he had a good bow, he could have stood at a distance and shot Gushan into a hedgehog with ease.

Chen Xun quietly moved upstream along the valley, stealthily crossed the stone stream, and then quietly moved downstream along the relatively sparse trees.

When he was less than three hundred meters from the sitting Gushan, Chen Xun visualized the brute soul. But as soon as he收敛气息, his hearing, which had doubled, picked up faint human voices behind Gushan.

"There's no need to be so serious, Gulei must have killed that kid in the forest."

"No, if Gulei could really kill that kid, it wouldn't have taken so long. With our precious bows, we don't have a hundred percent chance of killing a Blue-eyed Eagle, and that kid beat one to near death with his bare hands. Uncle Thirteen also said his cultivation is above ours. Even in the entire Canglan, he would be considered a prodigy."

"Damn prodigy, wait until he dies under my bow, and see if he's still a prodigy."

These two voices were very familiar, the same as the two young nobles from Canglan he had encountered in the southern forest last night.

Chen Xun was secretly alarmed, never expecting that Gushan sitting still was actually a deadly trap to lure him.

He also never expected that the two young nobles from Canglan, without any followers, had returned to the valley alone, also to kill him, and had even conspired with the brute warrior Gushan of the Black Mountain tribe to ambush him in the dark.

Gu Chen and Gu Hu sending people to kill him was understandable:

The Black Mountain tribe and the Black Python tribe were mortal enemies, and neither could tolerate the other tribe having a new generation of brute warriors. Talented young Black Pythons like Zong Ling, Zong Ya, and Nan Xi always went out with Nan Liao and Zong Sang to prevent them from being ambushed and killed by the Black Mountain tribe before they grew strong.

Why did this little scoundrel from Canglan want to kill him?

Was it just because he was unhappy that a blue-armored warrior praised his talent?

This damn world really had no logic!

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