Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Come, Let’s Compete Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Come, Let’s Compete Chen Ke rolled to the side, dodging Miles’s punch. He stood there with a look of disdain toward Chen Ke, seemingly mocking his secrecy and persistence.
How did Miles know about him? It wasn’t just his name—did he also know he was a transmigrator?
From his words, Chen Ke could at least confirm one thing: when he had reattached Faralis’ head in the Fan Hede Kingdom, Miles had also been present.
Moreover, it was highly likely not in human form.
Without a doubt, although Miles still retained a human shape, he had been infected by Spiritual Energy, and it seemed to be voluntary.
“How did you reattach her head and bring her back to life?” Miles asked.
Chen Ke snorted coldly—he certainly wasn’t going to tell Miles.
Life’s countdown seemed more complicated than Chen Ke had imagined; his current ability came from the Dull Magic of the Blasphemous Dagger, and he didn’t know how he had acquired this power.
As his unique Extraordinary Ability, it was better the fewer people knew about it.
“If you don’t want to tell me, then prepare to suffer…” Miles said with a smile as his fists gradually heated up and turned red, just like in his memory.
Chen Ke looked to Lucina at his side; the streetlights combined with the moonlight were not sufficient for the Dark Concealment to be fully effective. If Chen Ke could see her, then so could Miles.
He was not afraid to battle Miles, but he didn’t want Lucina to see him using Spiritual Energy.
However, given Lucina’s current physical condition, he was afraid the lethal trigger might suddenly kill her. When someone is weak, their spirit can easily collapse—minor cases result in vegetative states, severe cases in death.
“Come on, Chen Ke, fight me and let me see what you truly are,” Miles stepped forward, his body emitting a red glow, and then, in an instant, he was right in front of Chen Ke.
“Life limit reached…”
The killing intent aimed at Chen Ke, judging from the amplify, the life countdown didn’t think Miles could not be defeated.
A 5-hour boost was a formidable opponent for Chen Ke, who only had 20 hours of life left.
Although it was Chen Ke’s first encounter with this type of Transcendent Skill, from the activation effect, it seemed to be an Enhanced Charge Skill, augmented by Faralis’ Unyielding Fury.
Miles’s fist aimed at Chen Ke’s face, but just as it was about to reach Chen Ke’s nose, it hit an iron wall with a clang, echoing dully.
Between Miles and Chen Ke, a large shield was erected.
Chen Ke held the shield in his left hand, with his right hand a blue light flashed, summoning a training stick, his clothes changing into the three pieces he had found in the Fan Hede Kingdom: a robe from the Black Ring Sect, leather leggings, and marching boots.
These three pieces of cloth weren’t much use in facing Miles, but Chen Ke’s goal was merely to protect his Transcendent suit—that artifact was unique in the world, irreplaceable even if he tried to recreate it.
Watching Chen Ke’s transformation, Lucina by his side was too shocked to speak, never having imagined Chen Ke was a Spiritual Ability User.
Chen Ke looked at Lucina with a complicated expression on his face. If he didn’t use the Holy Relics, they would both be done for. Deception and concealment were meant to minimize trouble, but when trouble came knocking, there was no point in hiding anymore.
“Come on, let’s see who is better!” Chen Ke said coldly.
Miles grabbed the edge of the shield and yanked it aside, but by then, Chen Ke was already prepared, thrusting the training stick harshly toward Miles.
Miles grabbed Chen Ke’s training stick, took a curious glance at it, and recognizing the Holy Relics, said, “So… has Laven died?”
“The next one is you,” Chen Ke restored the training stick back into the Holy Diamond and snapped his fingers at Miles empty-handed.
A burst of Spiritual Energy of five hours’ worth!
Boom! A loud explosion sent Miles flying with great force, slamming him against a lamppost ten meters away, bending the straight pole.
“Lucina, get up, run… this is not a place for you to be,” Chen Ke took the opportunity to say to Lucina.
“This is… why? You?” Lucina was somewhat incoherent, the overwhelming influx of information into her brain left her at a loss for words.
“There’s no time to explain, Lucina. Staying here will only drag me down. Get up, run, I’ll hold him off,” Chen Ke yelled.
“Neither of you will get away,” the next second, Miles charged at them with his Charge Skill.
Chen Ke turned around, only to meet Miles’s fist head-on, his body, splattered with blood, flew more than ten meters away, crashing into an electronics store nearby.
“Girl, are you his girlfriend? Maybe I can use you…” Miles turned to Lucina.
“Go to hell, tumor,” Lucina struggled to stand up and began to slowly back away.
“Your screaming might make him change his mind.” Miles spread his palms and reached for Lucina.
A refrigerator from the electronics store window flew out and heavily struck Miles’s back, emitting a sound of flesh colliding with metal. Angered, he turned around, only to be greeted by a washing machine to his face.
Miles took the washing machine with his face, his nose and eye sockets oozing blood, and he tossed the washing machine beside him, wiping the blood off his face.
“If you punch my face again, I might really get angry,” Chen Ke said, as he jumped out of the electronics store window looking completely uninjured.
Miles was surprised, having no idea that Chen Ke could instantly recover using his lifespan.
“This power… did you obtain it from the headless corpse?” Miles exclaimed in surprise.
“Guess?” Chen Ke responded with a smile, his gaze turning fierce. He snapped his fingers at a nearby car – a ten-hour burst of Spiritual Energy, enough to send the car flying.
Fueled by anger, Miles clasped his hands together and swung from left to right as if hitting a home run, sending the entire car to one side as it rolled down the street, its wheels flying off.
Following the car, Chen Ke aimed the training stick straight at Miles’s throat.
With the speed of lightning, Miles gripped the green dagger aimed at his throat with his left hand, his entire glove heating up and turning red.
The intense rising heat was unbearable for Chen Ke, feeling his palm, holding the dagger, blister from the high temperature, he immediately let go.
The durability of the training stick visibly deteriorated rapidly, degrading from normal to very poor.
Chen Ke tried to transform the training stick back into the Holy Diamond, but realized it wasn’t working and could only watch helplessly as Miles crushed the green dagger.
He extended his left hand, gesturing a snapping motion at Miles, but this time, Miles saw right through his trick, grabbing his entire left hand.
“Crack, crunch…” sounds of bones being crushed emitted from Chen Ke’s left hand.
Miles said with a smile, “You have many tricks, but you lack experience.”
Then he grabbed Chen Ke’s right leg, lifted him high, intending to tear Chen Ke in two.