Chapter 401 - Ghost Holy Armor
The old man swallowed his saliva, full of surprise. He had never lost control like this.
The other trainees of the heaven-grade class couldn’t believe what they had seen on the stick, either.
Before they could say anything, the stone carving Jiang Chen had completed emitted an extremely brilliant light. It wasn’t just shining; everyone in the room was drowned in the light.
Except for the light, they could see nothing else.
Han Siming’s work was trivial compared to it.
When the light was gone, they saw Jiang Chen pick the stick up, as cool as he had been before when he had been misunderstood and belittled.
Jiang Chen felt delighted. He had finally achieved what he had been longing for. From then on, his sword would be different from anyone else’s.
Pah! Pah! Pah!
However, the knife attacks combined with the creation of wind and metal only caused some sparks when they hit Yuchi Hong’s armor. Not even a mark was left.
“Haha.” Yuchi Hong threw another fist at him, violently and brutally. His whole arm and even his fist were covered in metal.
“Magical Thunder Armor!”
Jiang Chen had no time for surprise. He switched on his protective energy jar immediately, but he failed to ward it off. The powerful fist pierced through the sparks smoothly and hit his shoulder.
Jiang Chen was deflected, and his shoulder cracked. Then his whole arm hung loosely.
“Haha, see?! Jiang Chen, you thought you could win me?” Yuchi Hong shouted conceitedly.
Those on the ground paled, including Han Siming. He said to the others, “Each of Jiang Chen’s knife attacks was exponentially more powerful than Yuchi Hong’s fist attack, but even so, he failed to crack Yuchi Hong’s defense!”
“Gosh!”
The others took a deep breath.
“Ghost holy armor.” Facing Yuchi Hong’s pride, Jiang Chen said, “A protective energy jar formed by the flowing of ghost sands, which you allow your body to absorb into your blood.”
Just like the Xia’s emperor’s royal armor, the ghost sand he had mentioned was a rare strategic resource that could be used by humans.
“Yeah?”
Yuchi Hong hadn’t expected him to know this. He said curiously, “So you know it clearly. Then you should have heard of the Yuchis.”
“Practitioners of ghost holy armor can’t practice martial arts techniques that rely on weapons. They can only use their fists. Even finger methods and palm methods are difficult for them. Only foolish people who are driven into a corner use that method,” said coldly Jiang Chen.
“Then I want to see you be killed by a foolish person!”