Water, fire, earth elent awakeners have always been the most favored targets of the Inner World’s various conglorates, especially those of the earth elent.
Simply because these three types of elent awakeners can integrate with their own powers, once they reach A-Class, they beco virtually immune to firearms after integration with the elents, bullets striking them have no effect.
Unless soone makes a targeted effort to counter them, otherwise they are essentially invincible among the awakeners, certainly stronger than many who can only serve as ’wild monsters’.
The reason earth elent awakeners are favored by conglorates is that they are natural-born bodyguards.
Once attacked, they can help protectors withstand bullets without dying and are also skilled at stealth assassinations.
At this mont, the fire elent awakener had already transford entirely into flas, looking at Zard’s injuries and saying, "Do you really think earth elents can run everywhere?"
"Are your injuries severe?" Qing Chen ignored him and instead turned to ask Zard.
Ordinary people’s arms would blister badly when burned, but Zard was different. After being burned, his palm appeared like the glazed layer on porcelain, rendering his palm immobile, as if it had turned into porcelain.
Zard looked painfully at his palm, "Now, I can no longer use my full body sandification ability."
Full body sandification also has its limits. If he forces sandification when his limbs are already glazed, it ans Zard will permanently lose his right hand.
If he stops sandification, there is still a chance for slow recovery, allowing him to gradually shed the glaze layer like molt shedding.
At this ti, the pain contorted Zard’s facial muscles, he looked at the fire elent awakener and then at his own palm, gritting his teeth, "It’s actually quite beautiful!"
The fire elent awakener paused for a mont and then laughed, "Very spirited, but useless."
At this ti, Zard looked sowhat aggrievedly at Qing Chen, "Sorry boss, a Zhi Lanxing in my body got burned."
Qing Chen suddenly felt a strong pang in his nose, "What’s a Zhi Lanxing, as long as you can recover."
He never expected that even injured, Zard would still prioritize protecting those plants.
For so reason, he felt that the other’s mindset was as simple as a child’s.
On the other side, Chen Clan’s Chen Bing had already placed the bamboo basket from his back on the ground. He silently surveyed Qing Chen and the others, then began sorting through the basket.
His expression was like a butcher choosing the right knife before slaughtering a pig.
Qing Chen smiled, wondering how he had beco a lamb ready for slaughter.
He raised his hand to manifest a black sniper rifle, pulling the trigger towards Chen Bing, but just as he raised his hand, Chen Bing had already crushed a painting scroll with his bare hands.
When Qing Chen pulled the trigger, a towering Imperial Guard had already stepped in front of Chen Bing.
The Imperial Guard stood two ters tall, clad in bright armor, equipped with a breastplate, and holding a giant axe.
The bullet from the black sniper rifle hit the breastplate, only barely penetrating, but unable to inflict crucial damage.
Chen Bing stood behind the Imperial Guard, continuing to nonchalantly pick through the painting scrolls in the bamboo basket, "I spent 32 days painting this Imperial Guard. The pignts were ground from minerals within the Taboo Land, and the armor is outlined with gold powder, the red scarf on the armor colored with my blood. There’s nothing you can do against him, quite worth it."
Qing Chen’s heart tightened, knowing that the figures in these painting scrolls have power linked with the painter.
Chen Bing is probably a standout among the younger generation of the Chen Clan, likely a key developnt target rapidly promoted by Chen Yu using Zhi Lanxing.
Exceptionally young, exceptionally fierce.
It must be said, the Chen Clan’s transcendent fighters always have an advantage, for them, battle preparation happens before the fight even begins.
They use paintings crafted over a year to defeat a single person, inherently gaining an advantage.
Three hundred years ago, during a crisis for the Chen Clan, an elder from the clan who never participated in battles once took out 1231 painting scrolls, and in a life-consuming spree, he crushed them all.
That day, the southern wilderness seed to fall into a surreal world, ancient Buddhas and mythical beasts sward in endlessly.
Truly proving one person guarding the gate, blocking the advance of ten thousand.
This elder was deeply enamored with painting in life, to him, the joy of painting was simply painting, not ant for battle.
The finished paintings were so precious to him that he couldn’t bear to crush them.
After all, once crushed, they are gone.
So, this elder was never known in the Chen Clan’s inner circles.
Everyone knew within the deep residences there was an eccentric elder who painted but wouldn’t use his works, unaware that a lifeti’s collection of paintings had saved the Chen Clan from peril.
After that battle, the elder was left weak and gaunt, lanting the loss of his artworks until he passed away along with them.
A life defined by one battle, with a single battle making him immortalized in history, this is the story of the Chen Clan’s Chen Xuanwu.
Chen Yu previously ntioned painting a sky full of Buddhas during the demigod battle because of this tale.
From that mont, this Chen Clan’s demigod had already revealed his ambition.
And now, Chen Bing cos forth with eight painting scrolls, already applying imnse pressure to everyone present.
Qing Chen looked towards Zhang ngchan, Sun Chu Ci, and Tuan Zi, "Move back with Shadow, this is no longer sothing you can handle."
Among the experts present, only Qing Chen and Zard were left, with Yangyang nowhere to be found.
One A-Class and one B-Class, facing two A-Class opponents, plus Zard being inherently countered by the fire elent awakener, this was an extrely uneven fight.
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