Devour: Start with the innate holy body and Taoist fetus

Chapter 5: Strong constitution, attracting attention

"Ow!"

A violent roar was heard.

Jiang Chen's wanton killing attracted the attention of several high-level beast general-level monsters in the herd.

A silver-armored giant pig rushed forward first. It was more than ten meters long and seven or eight meters high. It was like a small mountain of meat, crashing forward violently.

The long fangs were like sharp spears, the pig hairs on the body were like hard steel needles, and the silvery-white skin collided and rubbed against the stones, making a sound of metal clashing against stone.

The ground was trampled into deep depressions along the way, and several warriors were unable to dodge and were smashed to pieces by the strong impact.

The combat uniform on his body was torn like cloth, and his weapons were twisted beyond recognition.

"Well done!"

At this critical moment, Jiang Chen actually sheathed the long sword in his hand.

Bend your body slightly and tense it, clench your fists, and pull them in front of you.

The slender body was like a longbow stretched out and gathering strength, and the muscular arms were like sharp arrows on the bowstring. With the arrival of the Silver-Armored Pig, he punched out.

"Nine-fold Thunder Blade, fourth level!"

A light shout, accompanied by a sonic boom, exploded and hit the hard head of the silver-armored pig that was rushing towards it.

Click!

The enormous force caused the ground to crack, and spider-web-like cracks appeared everywhere.

Jiang Chen was knocked back dozens of meters, but he was not hurt at all and did not feel any discomfort.

The body wrapped in the combat uniform was as crystal clear as jade and unimaginably strong. Even the physical strength of a high-level war god could not be compared with his.

Opposite him, although the Silver-Armored Pig did not retreat a single step, there was a large dent on its head where it was hit by Jiang Chen's fist, causing it to roar in pain.

"Although their strength is not as good as that of high-level beast generals, their physical toughness far exceeds theirs."

Jiang Chen muttered to himself.

Generally speaking, a monster's physique is much stronger than that of a warrior of the same level, both in terms of strength and hardness.

Human warriors need to use equipment, weapons, skills, etc. to make up for the gap between them and monsters.

But now Jiang Chen, with only his physical body and the strength of a junior general, was able to injure a high-level beast general. This was simply beyond common sense.

"The innate holy body and the Dao fetus are indeed extraordinary,"

Jiang Chen drew out his long sword again and tested the strength of his body. There was no need to delay any longer. It was time to deal with this silver-armored giant pig.

Eight flying knives circled in front of him, and each thrust was equivalent to a blow from a high-level general.

A sonic boom sounded as flying knives pierced the silver-armored pig one after another.

The silver-armored pig-man stood up, looking ferocious, and slapped the flying knives with his hooves. His huge head swung, and his fangs were like scimitars, knocking the flying knives away.

However, with flying knives one after another, such passive defense will naturally lead to loss of sight while focusing on one thing.

A flying knife flew from the left side of the Silver-Armored Pig, like a meteor, and the sharp blade pierced into the belly of the Silver-Armored Pig as if it were nothing.

The flying knife penetrated the epidermis, dermis, muscles, and fat and entered the internal organs. With a stir, the Silver-Armored Pig could not stand and fell to the ground with a bang, spurting blood from its mouth.

The other flying knives, like hyenas hunting for food, pierced into the body of the Silver-Armored Pig from all angles, killing it completely.

"it is good!"

This was the first high-level beast general to be killed since the battle began, and many human warriors present couldn't help but cheer.

He was deeply encouraged by this, and his moves became more fierce, and he killed the monsters more fiercely.

"Oh my god, Brother Chen is so powerful. Why didn't I realize it before?"

Wu Huai had been keeping an eye on Jiang Chen. He was dumbfounded when he saw him kill a high-level beast general with his extraordinary strength.

Seeing himself facing a junior beast soldier, he felt like he was facing a formidable enemy and was sweating profusely while fighting with it.

Even when facing high-level beast generals, Jiang Chen was able to deal with them as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, which made him doubt his life.

"We are both warriors, why is there such a big difference?"

At this time, in the carriage in front of the train, there were three warriors sitting in the carriage and did not get off.

In front of them, there was a three-dimensional projector that clearly showed the situation outside.

The three of them just calmly watched the fight between the warriors and the monsters outside.

Seeing Jiang Chen's dazzling performance, several people couldn't help but nod slightly. "This young man is quite powerful. He actually killed a high-level beast general by himself. I'm afraid he's not far from the level of a war god."

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face looked admiring.

"He looks very young and has a bright future!" Another slightly thin man couldn't help but admire.

"The force technique he used when punching just now seemed to be the Nine-Layered Thunder Blade?"

Finally, the burly man with a haggard face stared at Jiang Chen in the projector, recalling his previous punch. "Judging from the way he exerted force, he must have reached the fourth level."

"what!"

Everyone present was slightly startled, "Lao Du, are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

"Ever since I became a warrior, I've been learning the Nine-Layer Thunder Blade. Now I've reached the sixth level. With one strike, I can even chop down a mid-level lord-level monster. Do you think I'm mistaken?"

Du Chen snorted coldly and said firmly: "The Nine-Layered Thunder Blade he just used has indeed reached the fourth level."

"He's so young, yet he's already reached the level of a junior general. He's also a spiritualist, and he's even reached the fourth level of the Nine-Layered Thunder Blade. With such talent, I wonder which martial arts school he joined?"

Scarface Liu Conghuo stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

"Hehe, Old Liu is interested in talent again and wants to recruit this young man?" Bai Jue, a thin man on the side, laughed.

"I am the president of the Kyoto Thunder Club. Recruiting talents is my duty."

Liu Cong said as he got off the train.

"It's a pity Feng Jue didn't come, otherwise we might have been able to see a good show."

Du Chen shook his head with some regret.

"You just want to watch the fun. If Feng Jue were here, maybe the two of them would have a fight over this." Bai Jue scolded with a smile.

Feng Jue is the president of the Kyoto Extreme Club and has always been at odds with Liu Cong.

In the competition for talent, both of them showed their abilities and tried their best, and even fought each other several times because of the competition for talent.

If it really happens here, it will probably be another fierce fight.

At this time, outside the train, the monsters that attacked the train were wiped out by many warriors working together.

Jiang Chen's performance was the most outstanding. He killed three of the eight high-level beast generals alone.

Twenty-three intermediate beast generals died at his hands.

As for junior beast generals and beast soldiers, there are countless of them.

The other warriors present were all looking at Jiang Chen intentionally or unintentionally, with awe in their eyes.

"Brother Chen, you are truly amazing!"

Wu Huai rushed over at this time, wanting to hug Jiang Chen.

Who knew that Jiang Chen turned around and dodged, and Wu Huai directly bumped into a railing not far away.

"It hurts!"

Wu Huai rubbed his face and looked at Jiang Chen with a wronged look: "Brother Chen, you are too disrespectful."

"Did you just kill a weasel monster? Go wash it later, it stinks."

Jiang Chen waved his hand. Now that the battle was over, he was not wearing a helmet mask, and the pungent smell made him frown.

The other warriors also retreated away from Wu Huai.

Only the seven guards, wearing helmets and masks, were guarding Wu Huai.

When Wu Huai mentioned the bad smell on his body, his face instantly became bitter.

"Alas! I'm so unlucky! I finally managed to kill a junior beast soldier, a weasel at that. The odor it emitted before dying has stained this combat uniform. It will take at least several days to completely dissipate."

"Okay, go wash it first, at least it can get rid of some of the smell." Jiang Chen really didn't want to say more.

"Ok."

Wu Huai smelled the smell on his body and almost vomited. He quickly walked towards a bathroom on the train.

"Your name is Jiang Chen, right? You're quite capable. I wonder if you've joined a martial arts school?"

At this moment, a heroic voice sounded behind Jiang Chen.

(End of this chapter)