Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When people were still surprised, they realized blood was oozing from the seams of the steel armor on Ning Haotian.
Jiang Chen turned out not only to have gained an advantage, but also to have heavily injured his rival.
Otherwise, with his character, he wouldn’t have said that.
The armor on Ning Haotian cracked, allowing people to see how bad his injuries were.
The fist power had pierced through his armor to hurt his carrier of martial arts. Since it had been a fist rather than a knife or sword, there shouldn’t have been any visible wounds, but Ning Haotian’s bones were broken. They had pierced through his skin, leading him to bleed heavily.
“I thought he had spit up blood in anger, but actually, he was injured that badly.”
“Jiang Chen’s fist is terrifying.”
“In his current state, fists are, indeed, better than a knife or sword.”
Jiang Chen wasn’t injured at all. He was even breathing normally. It was evident who was stronger and who was weaker.
“It shouldn’t be like this! Even though he has a holy pulse, he couldn’t have become so strong. Could he have? Could he?!”
Murong Xiong couldn’t accept the result. Although Ning Haotian had a surprisingly strong life force, it was useless at the moment, since only one of them was wounded.
He stared at Jiang Chen. The doubt that had risen in him grew stronger and stronger.
Jiang Chen was in dragon armor, fine and elegant phoenix patterns spread all over it.
The collaboration of dragon and phoenix was sacred and solemn, inviolable.
All of a sudden, people saw a brilliant white light gushing out from under the dragon armor. It took them some time to realize that it was a thunderbolt.
It was so powerful that people found it incredible that such a strong thunderbolt could be under someone’s control.
The jumping arcs of electricity gathered around his hands, like agile snakes.
“Is he going to kill him?” people guessed.
No matter whether he had been right or wrong, simply taking the killing intent Ning Haotian had shown into consideration, everyone thought he should be killed.
“Kalpa of Reincarnation!”
Jiang Chen exerted the dragons’ martial arts technique again. This time, it was four variations in one. He gathered all of the forces in his body into his fists.
The wind and thunder and dragon force merged into a wild sea of power. The extraordinary force helped to create waves. The power of the armor of dragon and phoenix surprised the whole world.
Murong Xiong and the others panicked. Although Ning Haitian had been defeated, he was still a rare genius.
They dashed onto the battlefield. In an instant, a fantastic battle became less attractive.
“You dirty rats!”
Neither the Gaos nor the Sacred Institute would just sit there without doing anything. They attacked one by one.
Jiang Chen and Ning Haotian became the center of attention.
However, as soon as Jiang Chen launched an attack, everyone was shocked.
He wasn’t aiming at Ning Haotian, but Murong Long, who was watching the fight in the air.
Murong Long didn’t join in the rescue efforts, because it was unnecessary, and he didn’t like Ning Haotian. He was standing there alone.
“Jiang Chen, you…”
Upon seeing Jiang Chen coming towards him, Murong Long was surprised and angry. He felt he had been strongly humiliated, but he was suddenly petrified in a violent rage.
After he saw Jiang Chen was coming, he felt like he was doomed.
The strong power of the thunderbolts his fists were carrying made them comparable to a pool of thunder.
“Protective energy jar!”
Murong Long managed to manipulate the strongest power he could as quickly as possible. A golden dragon flew up from under his feet to protect him.
At the same time, Jiang Chen’s fists had reached him. The golden dragon didn’t work. It was destroyed easily, like mud trampled under iron heels.
Then, one punch after another, Jiang Chen’s fist rained on Murong Long’s body.
The Venerable had no way to fight back at that moment. He became a punching bag, unable to do anything other than make noises.
Besides the protective energy jar, Murong Long was wearing a battle suit and light armor, simple but absolutely solid.
Nevertheless, none of these could resist Jiang Chen’s fists, as they were carrying the power of a large group of mounted and foot soldiers.
The last hard punch hit Murong Long’s weakest part, his mouth.
People heard him screaming, then saw his head moving backwards, all of his white teeth flying across the sky, accompanied by splashing blood.
All this happened in only two seconds, during which Murong Long’s defenses had been also cracked.
Then Jiang Chen retreated into his defense formation before the Murongs could come up to him.
“Jiang Chen!”
There was extreme anger in the Murongs’ eyes, since Murong Long had almost fainted, and he was now as weak as a pile of mud.
A Venerable had been punched to this extent by a Reaching Heaven State.
Ning Haotian, reluctant to accept defeat, was scared out of his wits. If he had received such a punch, no matter how vigorous he was, he would definitely die.
Holy pulse. It must be the holy pulse that has helped him advance. My holy pulse! Ning Haotian was screaming silently. His face was horribly sullen.
“Jiang Chen, what is this?!” Murong Xiong questioned him. One of his clansmen had been hit. As the lord, he had to do something.
“Thirteen punches,” Jiang Chen said coldly. “For the thirteen insults my friends and teacher received from him. The fourteenth was the bet between us.”
It could have just been a coincidence, but as soon as he had finished speaking, Murong Long’s teeth fell onto the ground like yellow beans, bouncing up in different directions.
The others cast shocked looks at Jiang Chen.
He had managed to display such control even when facing a Venerable? Hadn’t he just tried his best to punch however hard he could?
Who on earth was the real Venerable, Murong Long or him?
Due to his physical strength as a Venerable, Murong Long woke up quickly. The pain all over his body told him what had happened.
“Jiang Chen, purr, purr, you, purr, purr!”
Boiling with anger, he shouted at Jiang Chen, but when he opened his mouth, it was impossible to figure out what he was saying, since he was like an old man who had lost all of his teeth.
“Enough, Murongs. Why do you want to continue the matter? Murong Long talked too wildly. We didn’t want to be too particular with him since he’s still young, but he deserved to be punched by Jiang Chen like this,” said Shui Yuan from the Hero Palace coldly.
Ning Haotian had lost. Murong Long had lost all of his teeth.
This time, the Murongs lost their reputation completely in the presence of all of the big forces of the Dragon Field.
Murong Xiong’s chest heaved up and down rapidly. The anger and grievance on his face was so evident.
The thing he couldn’t put up with the most was that he couldn’t blame anyone. It wasn’t that Ning Haotian was too weak, but Jiang Chen was too strong.
It must be true! He must have genuine blood! Staring at Jiang Chen, Murong Xiong seemed like he was planning something.
“All right, all right. Let’s put Murong Yuan and the private hatred between Ning Haotian and Jiang Chen aside. There’s one last matter we need to deal with.”
Then Murong Xiong looked towards Ning Haotian.
Ning Haotian did have a strong will. After all of his bones had been set, he recovered very quickly.
“Crimson Moon, my fiancée, come with me.” Ning Haotian looked down, his sharp look finding Crimson Moon immediately.
Crimson Moon froze up. She was embarrassed under everyone’s gazes.
“Why didn’t you use that move to kill him?” she asked, gazing at Jiang Chen, who wasn’t far away.
“You saw. If I had attacked him, the strong members of the Murongs would have killed me. Take it easy. I won’t allow him to marry you,” said Jiang Chen.
