The First Southwest Master of Subtle Strength

  The Bugatti Veyron emitted a series of shrill roars, shooting forward like an arrow off the string. Not far ahead, a glittering expanse of water appeared, reflecting the city lights and displaying a dazzling array of colors.

  Chen Chen's right hand controlled the steering wheel, his left hand stretched out of the car window, and with a thought, the grenade launcher in the storage compartment appeared.

  The iris scanner indicated all the parameters, guiding Chen Chen to aim, and after locking onto the target trajectory, he fired the first grenade without hesitation.

  The grenade drew an arc and fell, but the car in front had already discovered the danger. It slid to the left, the wheels rubbing against the ground with a piercing sound, instantly deviating from its original trajectory.

  The grenade fell to the ground and exploded, but did not hit the target.

  "Huh, is that Zhao Xuantiger driving? It's been a month and his skills have improved. Chen Chen was slightly stunned, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth: "I'd like to see how you can still hide."

  As he spoke, he put away the grenade launcher and took out ten firefly bombs, releasing them with a flick of his wrist.

  Ten fireflies bombed and flew, the starry lights in the night sky were extremely gorgeous, then they found their target, dispersed and followed different directions and angles, and rushed towards the car in front.

  At this moment, the car in front also rushed into the dock and made a sharp screeching sound before skidding to a stop.

  The car door opened and Zhao Xuantiger dragged Zhao Guanghai out from inside and quickly escaped.

  They had just dug out seven or eight meters when ten firefly bombs suddenly dived into the car and exploded simultaneously, a huge shockwave lifted the car several meters high, and debris flew everywhere.

  The explosion also knocked down Zhao's father and son to the ground. Seeing this, Chen Chen rushed into the dock, stopped the car, got out and chased after them. At this moment, he was only a few dozen meters away from Zhao's father and son, almost within reach.

  Seeing Chen Chen catching up, Zhao's father and son were also somewhat frightened, they realized that their actions had been exposed, and they hurriedly struggled to get up.

  But at this moment, Chen Chen has already increased his speed, and the iris scanner has even calculated the relative speed of both parties. From this situation, as long as there are no unexpected events, they will absolutely not be able to escape.

  What a pity! An accident happened!

  Just ten meters away from Zhao's father and son, a tall and thin figure suddenly rushed out from the side, with extremely swift movements. After blocking Chen Chen's path, his fists and feet flew out, each strike stirring up the air around him, exuding an aura of power.

  Chen Chen had already seen that the opponent's strength was enough to hurt himself, and he had no choice but to retreat repeatedly, temporarily avoiding his edge.

  Taking advantage of this gap, Zhao's father and son quickly got up and ran to a speedboat by the river, started it and escaped quickly.

  Chen Chen was forced back seven or eight steps and finally jumped back before he could shake off the continuous attacks.

  It's no use chasing after Zhao family father and son, could only helplessly shake his head, focusing on sizing up the opponent in front of him.

  A gaunt old man, very tall, estimated to be over 1.85 meters, wearing a gray long shirt, but his whole body was thin and bony, with two hands like sharp eagle claws, small eyes revealing a knife-like sharpness.

  In the iris scanner, the old man's body was surrounded by a crimson glow, and what made Chen Chen even more astonished was his combat value: 800!

  It's almost as if it's not much different from the ordinary state of Huoyun Evil God, and it seems that my previous judgment was correct. This world is indeed not as simple as ordinary people imagine, and behind its calm surface, there are actually many unknown things hidden.

  Just like this martial arts master, who is usually low-key and doesn't show off, but actually hides his true abilities in plain sight.

  Just as Chen Chen was sizing him up, the old man also stared at him with sharp eyes: "Hmph, kid, before you die, I'll tell you my name, so you won't die in vain. My name is Rong Tie, the number one master of the Southwest. Dying at my hands, you can close your eyes in peace."

  As he spoke, his feet sprang up and he pounced forward, his two hands flashing towards Chen Chen's neck like lightning.

  The other party's speed was indeed fast, Chen Chen's eyes involuntarily narrowed, but at this moment, that strange feeling appeared again, and everything around him seemed to slow down, as if he was in a thick **, while the other party's every move was clear.

  Stretch out your arm, block and parry, the muscles of your arm stretch more than ten times in an instant, and the subtle strength instantly dissipates the force on the opponent's hand.

  But unexpectedly, one layer of force dissipated, and the opponent's double claws suddenly shook a few times. Another layer of force surged forth, just like ocean waves, with one wave subsiding and another rising.

  Chen Chen's eyebrows rose slightly, and the muscle fibers trembled again, sending out a new wave of subtle vibrations that neutralized the opponent's force.

  "Huh?" On the contrary, Rong Tie was surprised, and he retreated a few steps after withdrawing his attack.

  "Another faint aura?!" Chen Chen was also shocked, and he cautiously guarded against it.

  Unexpectedly, apart from Huoyun Evil God, I actually encountered another opponent who can use microcosm in the real world. Moreover, judging from that brief exchange just now, the other party's grasp of microcosm is extremely proficient.

  On the other hand, Rong Tie was also extremely surprised, suddenly thought of something, and his eyebrows were tightly locked together: "Since it's a subtle movement, then, did you kill her?"

  "He? She?" This strange sentence made Chen Chen somewhat bewildered.

  "That short and stout woman in the abandoned factory, she was my lover!" Rong Tie stared at Chen Chen, his small eyes revealing a venomous and murderous intent: "She was killed by someone who knows martial arts, apart from you, who else could it be?"

  "Your lover?" Chen Chen was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Your taste is really unique."

  "I'll use your head to sacrifice her!" Rong Tie gritted his teeth and said, his feet pouncing off the ground as he charged forward again.

  Chen Chen once again felt that thick and slow feeling in front of him, and at the same time, his hands and feet were constantly waving, and he started to exert a subtle force to entwine with the opponent's fists and feet. Both sides were constantly blocking each other's attacks, waiting for an opportunity to dodge and counterattack to hit the opponent's body.

  It's not about fancy moves, but a contest of speed and control. Whoever is faster can seize the initiative, and whoever has more precise punches and kicks is more likely to hit their opponent's body.

  Actually, when martial arts reach a certain level, isn't it the case that great skill is not about technique? Any move or skill is for increasing speed and accuracy. When speed and accuracy reach a certain point, moves and skills may not be so important anymore.

  When fists and feet intersect, Chen Chen's inner heart also gradually produced some enlightenment, and with this enlightenment, everything around him gradually became less dense and slow, gradually returning to normal.

  But Chen Chen knew that it wasn't everything around him slowing down, but rather himself speeding up.

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