Chapter 363 Insight Through Combat

Chen Fei’s battle experience was vast. The moment he sensed the energy surging from behind, he forcefully twisted his body, swinging the Wufeng Greatsword in a wide arc to strike behind him.

“Junior Brother Chen, that’s wrong!”

A calm voice suddenly came from his left—it was Xu Tianxin.

Chen Fei’s expression changed. He quickly raised his arm, but before he could defend, a dull bang echoed—he was struck and sent flying.

Midair, Chen Fei twisted his body again, but Xu Tianxin would never waste such an opportunity.

His movements were ghostlike—he appeared in front, but his strike came from behind. One second he was to Chen Fei’s left, the next he was on the right!

Such erratic, deceptive attacks forced Chen Fei to rely on pure reflexes and his tough physique to defend himself. Fortunately, he was a body cultivator—resilient enough that even precise attacks didn’t do serious damage.

That was what made body cultivators so frustrating:

Light injuries meant nothing to them, and heavy attacks often couldn’t land at all.

Xu Tianxin was pressing the offense, using his Heaven Secrets Technique to seize the initiative and dominate the field. Though it looked like he was overwhelming Chen Fei, he was keenly aware—his attacks weren’t causing real harm.

“Can’t drag this out any longer,” Xu Tianxin frowned.

He knew—if Chen Fei adapted to his attack rhythm, it would be he who ended up suffering.

Sure enough, despite being battered around, Chen Fei was gradually adapting.

Then, right at that critical moment, Chen Fei closed his eyes.

Although his Spiritual Sight had been helpful, now it became a hindrance.

Most of Xu Tianxin’s deception came from visual misdirection. By closing his eyes and embracing the darkness, Chen Fei could “see” more clearly.

“So that’s how it is…”

In Chen Fei’s consciousness, the battlefield manifested vividly.

Before Xu Tianxin’s fist could reach him, Chen Fei’s own punch struck first!

Boom!

A direct clash. Xu Tianxin was blown away!

Against absolute strength, deception meant nothing. Xu Tianxin’s attacks were clever, but lacked raw power.

Landing back on the stage, Xu Tianxin steadied himself. Now it was Chen Fei with his eyes closed, standing still.

“Senior Brother Xu’s tricks are truly enlightening,”

Chen Fei said calmly.

Xu Tianxin took a deep breath and flexed his fingers. He was growing more cautious—Chen Fei’s strength was monstrous.

Time to use other methods.

With a roar, Xu Tianxin thrust both palms forward. His forehead bulged with veins, and energy surged from his body.

“Junior Brother Chen’s strength is impressive! But now, I’m getting serious!”

Suddenly, he vanished into a blur, reappearing right before Chen Fei.

Chen Fei raised his hand to block—only to feel a sudden surge of power. His eyes widened slightly.

Each of Xu Tianxin’s punches carried a strange, invasive energy. It drilled into Chen Fei’s body and started rampaging inside him, forcing him to burn his own qi to fight back.

Were it not for the Void Heaven Cauldron guarding him and his deep qi reserves, he’d already be overwhelmed by just dispersing this malicious energy.

And Xu Tianxin’s attacks never stopped.

Chen Fei knew he couldn’t let this continue.

“Excellent technique, Senior Brother!”

he growled, and summoned the Void Heaven Cauldron to float around him.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Xu Tianxin’s fists kept hammering, each strike like a gong echoing across the arena. The spectators finally realized just how ferocious his attack rate was.

“Senior Brother Xu is terrifying! I thought Heaven Secrets Techniques weren’t meant for offense, but after breaking into the Human Dao Realm, he’s a monster!”

“He’s suppressing Chen Fei with sheer power! Incredible!”

But not everyone was convinced. Barbarian Brother’s eyes glinted with disdain.

Xu Tianxin’s improvement wasn’t purely due to his realm—it was the work of Duo Mingzi.

Barbarian Brother frowned. He never liked Duo Mingzi’s meddling. When he rushed here earlier, he had already warned Chen Fei.

And now? He had been right.

Chen Fei also realized it. No matter what kind of boost Duo Mingzi gave Xu Tianxin, it had no roots—like a weed floating on water.

He wasn’t about to get crushed under borrowed power.

“Senior Brother Xu, now it’s my turn,”

Chen Fei suddenly said.

Xu Tianxin frowned. Despite all his attacks, Chen Fei looked fine. In theory, his strikes should’ve bypassed defense and damaged internal organs. Why wasn’t he affected?

“There’s no way a body cultivator can resist my dark force… unless…”

He shook his head. No—he still believed in Duo Mingzi’s teachings. Chen Fei had to be faking it.

And if he just held out a little longer, Chen Fei would crack.

But before he could act, Chen Fei twisted the Wufeng Greatsword in his hand—it morphed into a flying sword and shot toward Xu Tianxin.

Xu Tianxin remained unfazed and lifted his hand to swat it away.

But just as he made contact, the sword suddenly veered, dodging his strike.

At the same moment, Chen Fei appeared before him.

“I told you. Now it’s my turn.”

Chen Fei smiled, eyes still shut.

Xu Tianxin’s heart sank.

Chen Fei’s fist slammed into his chest.

Boom!

The world fell silent.

Disciples who had been cheering moments ago stared in shock, their mouths agape.

Chen Fei’s punches fell like rainfall.

“Heaven Secrets — Conceal!”

Xu Tianxin threw up both hands and shouted. His body flickered, becoming half-real, as though phasing in and out of existence.

But Chen Fei didn’t care.

Eyes still closed, his fists tore through the air, each punch targeting exactly where Xu Tianxin shifted.

Just like when he had fought the Ancestral Cult’s elder, Chen Fei blended sword techniques into his fistwork.

Every strike flowed naturally, with increasing clarity and rhythm.

The Dao Markings on the Void Heaven Cauldron began to glow faintly.

A subtle aura formed around his fists—fist aura, raw and lethal.

With every punch, he ripped open the space in front of him.

He wasn’t just fighting now.

He was comprehending the Dao through battle.