CH 39
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After the breakthrough, Chen Fan wore a triumphant smile, his eyes filled with determination as he initiated the attack against the three adversaries.
As they observed Chen Fan's dark, thunderous-clad fist, the three members of Daobman wasted no time and rushed to confront him.
The four figures collided once more, but this time, they appeared to be evenly matched.
Chen Fan, facing the onslaught of the three opponents, focused on his defense. His newfound strength enabled him to repel his foes more swiftly and defend himself more adeptly against the attacks from the other two. This allowed him to remain on equal footing for a while and even continually seize opportunities to retaliate.
The three Daoberman, who had witnessed Chen Fan's dramatic increase in strength, wore expressions of dismay. They had not anticipated his terrifying power, especially his ability to break through during the midst of battle.
Down on the pirate ship, Monet, who had been initially apprehensive, now observed with curiosity as Chen Fan kept up with the three adversaries. He couldn't help but turn to Lafaite and inquire, "Rafitte, why has our big brother suddenly become so much stronger? He's now holding his ground against those three opponents."
Lafaite's eyes remained fixated on the battle above as he responded, "Monet, our captain's Haki, the Color of Arms, has reached a new level. The outcome of this battle is far from certain."
As the two pirates exchanged excited glances, the naval soldiers on the warship displayed a range of dismayed expressions, for they had never anticipated such a dramatic shift in the battle.
In the midst of the battle in mid-air, the continuous sound of explosions and the vivid flashes of lightning were unmistakable. The three Daobman realized that if they continued this hand-to-hand combat, there was no way to defeat Chen Fan, who had achieved the Color of Arms at the third level.
"Don't waste any more time," Dauberman instructed the other two.
The Burning Mountain and the Ghost Spider instantly understood Dauberman's intent. Dauberman surged forward, wielding a powerful long knife.
Chen Fan, unflinching in the face of this assault, delivered a thunderous punch, shrouded in lightning.
"Clang!"
Upon impact, Dauberman was propelled backward. On the other side, the Ghost Spider and the Burning Mountain, wielding their long knives, struck Chen Fan at a blinding pace.
With a composed demeanor, Chen Fan's fists radiated tremendous power as he thrust forward. In the ensuing collision, all three were sent reeling back, having been pushed back several meters.
"Chen Fan, it's time to end this. Let's go all out."
"Color of Arms: Golden Slash!"
Dauberman's body seethed with life force, and his right hand gripped the pitch-black long knife. As he swung it, a golden sword energy emerged and sliced toward Chen Fan.
"Color of Arms: Spider Silk Slash!"
Simultaneously, the Ghost Spider and the Burning Mountain unleashed their own life force, and their long knives swung forward, each with devastating power.
In response, Chen Fan remained undeterred. He raised his arms and declared, "Color of Arms: Thunder Dragon – 120 Million Volts!"
Instantaneously, the skies darkened and thick clouds gathered. Thunder roared as a colossal, blue dragon, over ten meters in length, materialized and descended from the heavens, obliterating everything in its path.
A massive explosion resounded as the Thunder Dragon collided with the three sword energies – a black sword energy, a red sword energy, and a golden sword energy, each spanning several meters. This potent clash sent shockwaves rippling outward.
The ensuing shockwave flung Chen Fan and Dauberman out, causing the sea to erupt, and the massive warships beneath quivered. The naval ship Thor came perilously close to capsizing.
The four combatants were propelled several hundred meters before regaining their balance. They exchanged glances, and after a brief moment of hesitation, Chen Fan, his body charged with electricity, vanished from mid-air and reappeared on board the Thor.
Simultaneously, the three Daobman cast a knowing look at each other and also made their way back to their warship.
"Let's get out of here," Chen Fan ordered as he returned to the Thor, clearly drained from the intense battle.
Upon receiving this command, Rafait acted swiftly, setting the Thor in motion and steering it away from the battlefield.
The naval officers on the warship above watched in frustration as Chen Fan and his crew retreated.
"General, should we pursue them? They're getting away," inquired several colonels.
"No, let them go," Dauberman replied stoically, and the other two remained silent.
Two minutes later, the Thor, sailing at full speed, had distanced itself by thousands of meters.
Chen Fan, finally succumbing to his injuries, coughed up blood. He had already been pushed to his limits in the battle, but had to endure the discomfort as he fought the three Daobman.
Nevertheless, he knew that his adversaries had sustained just as much damage, if not more. Otherwise, they would not have allowed him to escape. Even so, had the battle continued, Chen Fan could have prevailed against the three, but the presence of the naval ship and its soldiers complicated the situation and might have cost him his life.
"Big brother, are you alright? Can we speed up and get away from the Navy?" Monet asked with concern, witnessing Chen Fan's pained expression.
"It's nothing to worry about. Those three are more injured than I am," Chen Fan reassured Monet before consuming a large amount of food from the ship's pantry. The warmth of the meal circulated through his body, aiding in his recovery. After stabilizing his condition, he bandaged his wounds and rested with his eyes closed.
Meanwhile, aboard the naval warship, the sight of Chen Fan and his crew making their escape prompted Dauberman to cough up blood, his body nearly giving way as he knelt on the deck. The Burning Mountain and the Ghost Spider fared no better, their bodies reaching the limits of their endurance as they bled profusely.
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