Having reached great accomplishment in the Medical Dao, Chen Yi naturally knew methods of stimulating the body's potential through acupuncture or drugs.
But most were sinister methods with grave consequences: either severe damage to the meridians or harm to the body's very foundation.
A brief burst of power might come at the cost of never advancing another inch for the rest of one's life.
Even knowing how, an ordinary person would not dare use them.
Yet a madman stood right before him.
Yan Fusha no longer cared about any of that. Once the drug took effect, Chen Yi was the only thing left in his bloodred eyes.
"Kill! I'll kill you!"
Before the words had faded, he stomped forward, his entire body becoming a streak of black light that charged straight at Chen Yi.
With no time to think, Chen Yi raised his spear across his chest.
Almost the instant he finished, tremendous force surged through it.
—The force of ten thousand tons!
Chen Yi flew backward, his eyes widening slightly as he watched that hideous figure attack again.
His true essence surged, driving strength through his entire body as he used a Thousand-Pound Drop to land.
Then he shifted again, using Playful Dragon Teases Phoenix to narrowly evade the claw Yan Fusha thrust straight at his face.
Had that claw landed, it would likely have torn away half his face.
Missing his strike, Yan Fusha ducked into a sweeping kick, then angled his leg upward halfway through to strike Chen Yi's neck.
"Die!"
Chen Yi raised his spear to block again.
Bang.
Another crushing blow sent him flying sideways.
But unlike the first time, when he had been caught off guard, Chen Yi was ready. He kept his footing low and slid along the ground.
His cultivation base, techniques,