Chapter 311: Chapter 220: Chen Wudi

"That’s right! My brother-in-law is Chen Wudi, known in the Jianghu as the ’Wave-Riding White Dragon’!"

Chen Yi shot her an irritated glance and waved for her to stay hidden.

’As long as Yan Fusha’s target is me, it’s fine. I can still barely manage.’

’If Yan Fusha switched his target to Pei Guanli, wouldn’t I be thrown into a panic?’

Fortunately, at this moment, Yan Fusha only had eyes for him. He was still staring at him in disbelief, muttering incessantly:

"A young man, not even twenty, has reached Perfection in the Calligraphy Dao and Great Success in both the Fist Dao and Body Techniques..."

"How is that possible? How is that possible..."

Suddenly, Yan Fusha’s voice stopped.

The eyes looking at Chen Yi instantly turned blood-red, the whites filling with crimson veins.

The True Essence Gang Qi protecting his body turned as dark as ink, with wisps of deep red drifting through it.

"I must admit, Mr. Qingzhou, your talent for Martial Arts is something I have never seen in my entire life."

"Therefore, I cannot let you live today!"

Chen Yi immediately felt the power of Yan Fusha’s gale-like Fist Intent increase dramatically.

He hastily retreated another two steps, secretly on guard.

’This man is a complete lunatic.’

Lunatic or not, Yan Fusha clearly didn’t care at this moment.

He only knew that he absolutely could not let Chen Yi leave here alive today.

With such terrifying talent for Martial Arts, if he wasn’t killed today, he would one day become a grave threat to the Five Poison Sect.

The next moment, with a single step, Yan Fusha was at Chen Yi’s side, lashing out repeatedly with his hands formed into claws.

Five-colored Evil Poisonous scattered from his claws, filling a ten-foot area across half of the Painted Boat.

This time, with both Fist Intent and Evil Poisonous unleashed, Yan Fusha was using his full strength.

Just as before, Chen Yi refused to be drawn into a direct fight. His eyes were locked on Yan Fusha’s figure as his feet twisted and turned without pause, dodging the pair of multi-colored claw blades.

But while he could evade, the Painted Boat beneath his feet suffered the consequences.

In less than three breaths, the fifty-foot-long Painted Boat was reduced to a single layer of floorboards.

Even so, Yan Fusha did not stop.

Even though his Body Technique was more than a step slower than Chen Yi’s, he forcefully channeled his True Essence Gang Qi to ride the wind, relentlessly pursuing Chen Yi.

His claws danced relentlessly, every strike packed with immense power.

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM...

Amidst a series of roars, the Painted Boat disintegrated. The turbulent currents of the Chishui River exploded, creating one watery crater after another.

River water splashed everywhere.

In just ten breaths, Yan Fusha had all but demolished the Painted Boat.

Chen Yi, treading on the splintered planks, frowned to himself. ’Body Techniques aren’t true flight; they require a surface to push off from.’

’On the Painted Boat, it was fine, the True Essence consumption wasn’t too high. But switching to the river’s surface will accelerate my True Essence consumption.’

’I can’t keep getting tangled up with him here!’

With this in mind, Chen Yi dodged two more strikes and, in the brief opening as he ducked, suddenly shot away.

Using the Meteor Butterfly Step Body Technique, he tapped lightly and swiftly across the surface of the Chishui River, skimming straight for the bank.

Yan Fusha, of course, gave chase relentlessly.

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And when he took a step through the air, his speed was actually a notch faster than Chen Yi’s Body Technique.

In a single breath, he caught up to Chen Yi and threw a palm strike, his eyes filled with vicious malice.

Chen Yi glanced to the side. His True Essence suddenly condensed beneath his feet, and he stomped in mid-air with an explosive sound.

His entire body shifted sideways three feet, narrowly dodging Yan Fusha’s palm.

But the five-colored Evil Poisonous carried in the palm’s wake still brushed against his shoulder.

A searing, needle-like pain instantly flared up on the side of his shoulder.

Without pausing to look, Chen Yi used the momentum to land on the bank, where he ducked and rolled to evade two more palm strikes before finally getting a moment’s respite.

He glanced at it with his Qi Observation Skill—the shoulder tainted by the Evil Poisonous had swollen up in an extremely short time.

The pus and blood within had turned a purplish-blue.

’This Evil Poisonous is terrifyingly potent.’

Realizing this, Chen Yi’s hands moved quickly. He directly plunged a hairpin into the flesh below the swollen pustule.

Using the Controlling Needle with Qi technique, he swiftly began to purge the Evil Poisonous from his shoulder.

Seeing this, Yan Fusha’s blood-red eyes turned even redder, and a faint black glow seemed to surface within them.

He stared at Chen Yi’s actions and roared with a savage expression, "You... you’re a Medical Saint Hand as well?!"

Yan Fusha was on the verge of madness. He couldn’t believe anyone could achieve what Chen Yi had.

Medical Dao, Martial Arts, Calligraphy Dao... spanning three Daos, yet you have four great accomplishments!

Even Immortal Bai, who was unrivaled in the Jianghu, had only cultivated three Daos after decades of fame.

"I cannot let you live!"

"I cannot let you live!"

Yan Fusha roared savagely as his attacks grew even more ferocious.

His body became a blur of afterimages as he chased Chen Yi, striking out with his palms again and again.

"Stop! Just stand there and let me kill you!"

"With talent like yours, if I don’t eliminate you today, you’ll become a disaster in the future!"

How could Chen Yi possibly stop?

He alternated between Wandering Dragon and Phoenix and Meteor Butterfly Step, continuously evading Yan Fusha’s claws.

To conserve True Essence, he didn’t run far, instead just circling within a hundred-foot radius.

Whenever the Evil Poisonous pervaded the area, he would change position and continue to tangle with Yan Fusha.

「A few moments later.」

Chen Yi gradually grew accustomed to Yan Fusha’s Palm and Claw Techniques. In between dodges, he was now able to find openings to strike back.

However, due to the vast difference in their Cultivation, his Mountain Shattering Fist and Hundred Flowers Palm were completely unable to injure Yan Fusha.

’A Fourth Grade Realm Martial Arts Powerhouse is this terrifying... I wonder how strong Xiao Jinghong is, with a Cultivation in the Upper Three Grades?’

’Compared to Yan Fusha, that Elder Demon Fang was a real idiot.’

’If Elder Demon Fang hadn’t attacked me and Liu Lang right in front of Black Tooth, I’m afraid even the two of us together wouldn’t have come out on top.’

Chen Yi continued to run circles around Yan Fusha while trying to think of a counter-strategy.

He knew this couldn’t go on.

His Cultivation was already weaker than Yan Fusha’s. The longer this dragged on, the worse his situation would become.

He thought and thought, but he couldn’t come up with a good solution.

Unless he chose to expose his Martial Arts and Medical Dao skills and make a desperate run for the Prefecture City.

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