Broken Night

Chapter 64 - Flaming Knife

"No way, Xu Yan. This is the first move, so it won't work?" Chen Aotian laughed, his cold and arrogant face was full of disdain and arrogance, he took two steps and kicked Xu Yan's stomach superior!

puff!

Xu Yan's body was kicked to the ground, and when Chen Aotian was about to take another kick, Xu Yan suddenly jumped up, and at the same time as the foot flashed, he punched Chen Aotian's slightly stunned face!

puff!

Nosebleed splashed, and then Xu Yan kicked him in the stomach.

Although the two sides are not at the same level, but Xu Yan, who has been forging his body for eight years, is not so comfortable with this punch. At least Chen Aotian, who was still in the first palace, could not ignore it.

"You! How dare you!" Chen Aotian wiped the blood from his nose in astonishment, and then shouted in rage, "How dare you beat me to bleed!"

Xu Yan sneered: "Just hit, don't cry like a child."

"Damn you!" Chen Aotian roared and rushed over!

Although Xu Yan has been exercising his body, he has never learned how to fight. So he didn't have any way to deal with it, just clumsily trying to avoid it. And Chen Aotian is the same, although he engraved the palace into the pattern, but he has not started to learn any fighting methods.

The battle in front of him is really like a battle between children, but the difference is that one side has more than ten times the destructive power.

Another punch slammed into Xu Yan's left arm, and there was a piercing sound of bone shattering.

From this sound alone, Zuo Chengzhe could tell that Xu Yan's left arm bone was broken. But he couldn't stop the fight, because although his left arm bone was broken, Xu Yan's face was still cold, and he was curled up in a strange shape, while calmly staring at Chen Aotian's movements to avoid it.

Chen Aotian's speed is too fast and his strength is too strong.

Xu Yan could only minimize the damage Chen Aotian had done to him. Apart from the punch and kick at the beginning, Xu Yan was only in a state of being beaten on one side, and he had no ability to fight back.

And the students outside the field have been silent.

Looking at Xu Yan, whose face was bruised and covered in blood, although they couldn't bear it, no one shouted to stop him. First, the Chen family is too powerful, and Chen Aotian has a fierce reputation. Second, Xu Yan is too loner. In the whole academy, except for Lan Ming, who has left, he has not made any friends. And Dean Bai Yun and Zuo Chengzhe, who were very fond of him, were also unable to say anything because of the rules.

It was a one-sided beating.

At the back, Xu Yan just lay on the ground, curled up, protecting his vitals.

"Hoo! Hoo!" Chen Aotian was gasping for breath after being beaten for a while. At this moment, Xu Yan, who had been curled up, as if hiding his face, hands, and body in the abyss, opened his right eye that was not swollen.

His eyes seemed to light up.

It has been hidden in the abyss-like arms, and the light has risen.

Not a metaphor, but the real lights up.

In the field, a fiery red light lit up!

One stroke at a time, sketching.

That's a tattoo.

Not too complicated textures as this is one of the basic textures.

【Flaming Knife】.

The flame knife pattern is a very broad pattern.

Use the flame shape as a stroke to outline a pattern that looks like a blade. Also because of its commonness, this is a very good choice for some chefs who can only step into the first palace. It can make their treatment of tattoos smoother and more effective.

But when this [Flaming Knife] pattern is displayed by the tattoo artist with the strength of the pattern, the effect is not so simple.

That light rose in the air, and its fiery waves swept the audience.

The flame seemed to be given life, but it turned into a blade of flame in the blink of an eye.

Then fall.

Noisy!

In this scene, even Dean Bai Yun, Zuo Chengzhe or Elder Dong couldn't react.

When they came back to their senses, a scream resounded throughout the training ground!

"Ah!"

"My God!"

Countless onlookers screamed and scattered like birds and beasts!

An arm flew up into the sky and then fell, and there was no blood flowing out of the broken arm, because it had been scorched to seal the fracture.

And the most mournful scream came from Chen Aotian.

I saw that on his left shoulder, the entire arm was cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, and the fracture was also burnt to black. He fell to the ground and kept rolling and struggling, and the scorching pain caused him to faint in front of his eyes!

Xu Yan stood up slowly and a little embarrassedly, looking down at the fainted figure.

He was already a doctor, and he knew at a glance that he couldn't take the arm back even if he took action. Because the flesh and nerves of its severed arm have been completely burned.

The black cloth of the arm on the ground was scattered all over the ground, and the giant power lines that had lost their moisture and moisture began to wither, turning into dead black lines.

"It made you bleed? I dare to break your arm."

...

In the dean's room, Bai Yun, Dong Lao, and Zuo Chengzhe sat silently.

Xu Yan and Chen Aotian had already been sent to the medical room. Xu Yan was seriously injured, his ribs were broken several times, his left arm was also broken, and his internal organs were also injured. But if compared with Chen Aotian, he was slightly injured.

The entire left arm was cut off at the root, and the doctor said it—there is absolutely no possibility of recovery.

The doctor they looked for was already the most famous doctor in Zhinan City, a tattoo artist.

Moreover, the tattoo artist also asserted that even if Chen Aotian was sent to Nanhuang City, there would be no possibility of any treatment.

"What a ruthless doll..." Bai Yun sighed a little, and cut off one of Chen Aotian's arms mercilessly like this, there was still no fluctuation on his face, is this really a twelve-year-old child?

Dong Lao opened his mouth, his voice was low, but with a strong doubt: "I want to know, how did he do it?"

"He was still able to tattoo his strength before his Qi Palace was full? This is incredible!" Dong Lao couldn't believe it, and the scene in front of him was completely unexpected. So when the flame knife pattern appeared, the knife rose and fell, all of them could only be stunned and couldn't react in time.

"There are still some." Zuo Chengzhe said slowly.

Dong Lao looked at Zuo Chengzhe, although Zuo Chengzhe didn't say it, but he was able to become a person with two palace tattoos at such a young age, he knew that Zuo Chengzhe probably had some origin. Probably more knowledgeable than you, the old guy who is only in the corner of the south, right?

Zuo Chengzhe remembered the scenes he didn't want to recall, and said slowly: "President, Mr. Dong, you said that Xu Yan was in the Gongfa Pavilion and took away a tattoo technique [Liu Yan Finger]. ? Xu Yan probably analyzed the movement route of the grain force, and then imitated it, using the casting method of the flowing flame finger to condense the grain force between the fingers."

"He is not like an ordinary tattoo artist, who can make tattoos with a single movement of his mind, but he really uses his fingers to draw the [Flaming Knife] tattoo one stroke at a time."

Zuo Chengzhe's voice was very low and he was surprised, but at the same time he said with admiration: "Look at Xu Yan being beaten and curled up on the ground, but in fact, his right hand has been hidden in his arms, and no one can see it. At that time, probably It was because I was busy starting to scratch.”

"It is said that the genius who completed the Qi Palace at the age of twenty-two, Wan Qianhong, was also able to use ten fingers to draw lines before the Qi Palace was full, which is comparable to a ten tattoo artist."

The two old men, Bai Yun and Dong Lao, didn't say a word either. They had all heard of this legend.