Chapter 223
Jiang Chen knew he wouldn’t be able to dodge it, so he tried his best to fight back.
“Stupid!” the Third Prince shouted. His fists generated nine thunders.
Nine thunders?!
It was beyond Xue Rentian’s expectations. He couldn’t help but feel sorry for the unlucky Jiang Chen.
The Redcloud Sword and the two fists hit against each other after the last thunder. The space between the two seemed to be shattered to pieces by the explosion.
Jiang Chen lost his grip on the sword. He flew off the ground like a kite.
In comparison, the Third Prince was standing there steadily. He didn’t move a single bit.
“Don’t stand up!” Chu Luo and Wen Xin shouted with a kind of sob.
“Just as I thought, your fists are as weak as a woman’s.” Jiang Chen could barely look up towards the Third Prince as he spoke, but he was as stubborn and tough as before.
“You’ve become a joke. Let me help you end this.”
The Third Prince looked around. Most people were thinking the same thing.
“This is what you get for opposing me!”
He pointed at Jiang Chen and gave off a surprisingly powerful energy, then he raised his fist and dashed towards him.
He was going to kill Jiang Chen with this attack.
However, Jiang Chen, lowering his head, seemed to be reading something.
“Regulating yin and yang by the five phases; hurting the heart, the lung, the liver and the intestines. The mind gets absent when their essence is gone; the soul is lost when the triple burner dysfunctions.
“Magic Method: Go Against the Trend!”
The dying Jiang Chen drew himself up just as the Third Prince approached him, like a momentary recovery of consciousness just before death. He gave off an extraordinary energy.
His black hair was flying, his injuries recovering rapidly. The bruises on his face had disappeared.
When he raised his head, his face looked stubborn, resolute and cold.
His black eyes were like the night sky. His look was as sharp and cold as a razor.
Pah!
He raised his hand and caught the Third Prince’s fist. When the fist and the palm met, neither of them drew back. Their feet were stuck to the ground.
“What?!”
Everyone was stunned by the dramatic change, especially the Third Prince.
Jiang Chen didn’t know any palm methods, which meant he had taken the Third Prince’s fist with his own force.
The Third Prince looked at his own fist, which was in contact with Jiang Chen’s palm. He couldn’t believe what had happened. If he took a closer look, he would find the skin of Jiang Chen’s hand was covered by something transparent.
No, not just his hand, but his whole body. One might not be able to see it at first glance, but with a little bit more attention, it was obvious that Jiang Chen was at a nonhuman status.
“Weak. I mean your fist.”
Jiang Chen moved his shoulders and pushed the Third Prince. The latter flew to the ground as a result.
Although not as tragic as Jiang Chen had been just now, the Third Prince slid back ten-odd yards with his fingertips close to the ground.
Ten-odd yards wasn’t a long distance, but it was beyond the imaginations of most people.
It was as absurd as seeing the moon during the day or talking stones.
Jiang Chen had completely shaken off his tragic look. He became more and more aggressive. There was something mysterious about him that no one could see through.
All of his injuries had disappeared, as if he had never even been hurt.