I Can Enhance My Talents Using Unlimited Skill Points

Chapter 186: Man-made Disaster (II)

At the same time, on the sea near Mist Island, “Run! Run! Run!” countless people shouted loudly. They did not even care about using ships and directly fled towards the sea.

For warriors, crossing the sea relied on their own strength. Ships were just a vehicle that allowed them to have a comfortable place to rest.

It did not matter if they were not using a ship. It was just that the conditions were a little poorer, and they had a harder time running on the surface of the sea for the entire journey.

At this moment, their previous wishful thinking had disappeared. The main reason was that the masked man had not been suppressed by the sect master of the Kunshan Sect.

It seemed like there was a high chance that both sides would fall into a stalemate. This way, the entire Mist Island would fall within the range of their battle.

Chen Yiming and Lu Zhenshan, who were at the ruins of the valley, were separated again.

A large number of spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the internal force armor on Lu Zhenshan’s fist. The seven-colored light flickered and the cracks disappeared, returning back to its original state.

On the other hand, the sword formed by the masked man’s internal force was intact. The moment the sword and fist collided, the damaged sword had automatically repaired itself. Chen Yiming didn’t need to do anything.

At this moment, the difference in their recovery speed was clear.

Chen Yiming had the Level-2 Undying Body talent. Using his internal force to condense a long sword was equivalent to drawing water out of a reservoir. The amount of water could fill up a fire truck.

Furthermore, this reservoir was connected to an underground river, so he could continuously replenish the water in it.

Lu Zhenshan, on the other hand, had the physique of an ordinary person. His body, which served as a container for his internal force, was only equivalent to a pond. The water could not be drawn indefinitely from the pond.

Under normal circumstances, practicing cultivation techniques was like replenishing the water in the pond when it rained. During the rest of the time, the water in the pond could only be replenished by the surrounding soil.

One relied on the soil to replenish its water, while the other relied on the underground river to replenish its water. The default recovery speed of both sides was on completely different levels.

Therefore, in a fight between people of the same level, Lu Zhenshan had to consider how he could conserve his internal force. On the other hand, Chen Yiming never had to consider the problem of his internal force being exhausted.

“How does my Five Labors and Seven Wounds Fist feel?”

A smile appeared on Lu Zhenshan’s face. He could vaguely sense that the other party’s recovery speed was faster than his, but a simple attack could not completely determine the difference.

The lethality of his Five Labors and Seven Wounds Fist was not reflected in its strength, speed, and agility, but in the damage it did to the organs and spirit of the opponent.

Even if it was an opponent of the same level, after fighting him for a long time, they would still feel their bodies gradually weakening. This was caused by internal injuries inflicted by his fist.

Relying on this lethality, the Kunshan Sect had risen in fame. Even factions of the same level did not dare to provoke them.

“It’s similar to being bitten by an ant,” Chen Yiming replied calmly.

With his Level-1 Undying Body talent, he was confident that he could withstand the damage from the Five Labors and Seven Wounds Fist.

Now that he had gained the Level-2 Undying Body talent, there was an invisible circuitry between his cells through which his life force flowed. The lethality of the Five Labor and Seven Wounds Fist was nullified by the powerful life force as soon as it entered his body.

As for vitality, Chen Yiming, who had a recovery-type body talent, could obtain as much as he wanted. As long as it wasn’t instantly exhausted, it wouldn’t be a problem.

“At this moment, are your heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and mind feeling very uncomfortable?

Don’t worry, this isn’t the end. The worst is yet to come.”

The masked man seemed to be putting on a strong front, but Lu Zhenshan smiled instead. He was certain that his fist technique had taken effect.

He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. His endurance was not as good as his opponent’s, but he did not believe that the masked man could withstand the internal injuries caused by his internal force before he exhausted his own internal force.

“I’m really fine,” Chen Yiming said calmly.

Every time he told the truth, no one would believe him. He was unable to do anything about it.

“Haha, let’s go again!”

Lu Zhenshan laughed loudly and took a step forward. There seemed to be an invisible staircase in the air for him to ascend to the sky, and he leaped into the air.

For people at the third stage of the warrior realm, the ground was already a form of restraint. Unless one had a special technique that allowed them to escape underground, the ground was a natural barrier.

However, it was different when he was in the air. He could attack from all directions.

The seven-colored light blossomed again. Seven different types of internal force fused into one and were focused on his fist.

If such a scene had happened at night, half of the sky would have been lit up in seven colors. However, even during the day, it was still as dazzling as a firefly in the night. All the people fleeing a few kilometers away witnessed this.

When the people who had just escaped to the shore from the rainforest saw this scene, they suddenly plunged into the sea and used the natural barrier of the sea to block the remaining shockwaves.

“Let’s fight!”

It was rare to find a suitable opponent, and Chen Yiming’s fighting spirit lit up his eyes.

He exerted strength from his feet and leaped into the air in the same way as his opponent. It seemed like he was running in midair, then leaped straight up into the sky.

The longsword formed by the strength-based internal force in his hand was also activated by him. It was like a meteor crashing into the earth as it faced the Five Labors and Seven Wounds Fist again.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

Chen Yiming and the sect master of the Kunshan Sect, Lu Zhenshan, started fighting in midair.

When the strength of one’s internal force reached their level, unless one of them could completely destroy the other’s protective internal force in one strike, it was often a competition of who could withstand more blows.

For Lu Zhenshan, every punch he made would worsen the masked man’s internal injuries. He only needed to wait for his opponent to be unable to withstand his internal injuries for him to win.

As for Chen Yiming, every time his opponent resisted his powerful sword strike, he would need to use up his internal force to repair his defense. As time passed, his opponent would not be able to withstand it either.

The two of them continued to fight. To the people on the sea near the island, it seemed like a brown rock and the seven-colored light were striking each other repeatedly.

With every collision, a storm that could destroy a city would form from it. Countless internal force fragments flew out like sand in a sandstorm.

The tremors could be felt on the sea within 10 kilometers of the island. These tremors were caused by the repeated collisions, which were equivalent to continuously using large amounts of artillery shells to attack a single spot.

Even though they were a safe distance away, countless people’s eardrums still hurt from the sounds of the impact. It was as if their eardrums had been struck by a hammer.

It had to be known that most of these people were at the warrior realm, not the disciple realm.

“Clang!”

When Lu Zhenshan’s fist landed on Chen Yiming’s protective internal force, it was as if an ordinary person had punched a rock.

Once or twice, he did not feel anything amiss. After dozens of times, even with the protection of his internal force, he still felt a dull ache.

When he saw that the other party’s expression remained unchanged, he found it difficult to remain calm.

This was no longer just at the level of a strong defense. He was already beginning to doubt whether the Five Labors and Seven Wounds Fist had caused any internal injuries to the masked man.

On Chen Yiming’s side, he didn’t take a single step back when faced with Lu Zhenshan’s heavy punches. Instead, he continued to fight him head-on.

If he was punched, he returned the attack with a strike from his sword.

The lethality of the Five Labors to Seven Wounds Fist came from its ability to cause internal damage to the opponent.

On the other hand, Chen Yiming’s strength was displayed openly. His moves didn’t change much, and he focused on landing his attacks.

The two sides, one causing internal damage and the other on external damage, were waiting to see who would be the first to lose and put an end to this head-on battle.

After more than 100 blows, Lu Zhenshan finally couldn’t take it anymore and found an opportunity to quickly retreat.

It was not that he could not continue, but that he had used up more than half of the internal force in his body. He had originally wanted to save most of his internal force to participate in the fight for the core of the willow tree king later.

However, he did not expect to waste so much of it on the masked man. Furthermore, his opponent’s expression had not changed at all, causing his absolute confidence at the start to fall into a bottomless pit.