The third prince's frightened reaction as if he had seen a ghost is puzzling.
"Is it possible that this masked man is really the third prince's enemy?"
At first, people just thought that the hatred between the masked man and the third prince was because of the previous arrow.
Later, they discovered that the masked man was very determined. If it was just because of this, it would be unreasonable.
It's a pity that the third prince offended so many people that they couldn't figure it out.
However, it is almost certain that there is hatred between the two people, which makes people's expectations for this battle heightened.
"Impossible."
The third prince looked carefully at the masked man's figure, which was completely different from the one in his impression.
Besides, he didn't believe that that person would have the strength to stand in front of him in just six months.
"Pretend to be a ghost and see if I don't break your mask!"
The third prince looked at the scrapped fourth-level spiritual sword in the masked man's hand. The little surprise he had just now disappeared and he became domineering again.
"That punch just now was of a very average level. This time I want to see how you can block it!"
As he spoke, the third prince raised his arms, clenched his five fingers and gathered strength. After a few breaths, his fist strength gathered, and his fists shone brightly, like two blazing furnaces.
With one step, the person rushed away in a straight line, so fast that the eyes could not see clearly.
His fists were like dragons, hitting a spiritual sword just like last time.
The scabbard was instantly destroyed by the force of the fist, but the blade inside was intact.
"Sword rises!"
Jiang Chen spared the action of drawing the sword, held his breath and concentrated, and used the sword to cut the fist force that was about to explode.
Um?
The third prince's fists felt vaguely stinging, but as a madman, he did not flinch and used his arms to exert force.
There was a loud noise, and the masked man was thrown away, the spiritual sword in his hand shaking violently.
The third prince remained motionless, but the ground he stood on was cracked and sinking, and his fists were dripping with blood.
Judging from this result, it was the masked man who had the upper hand, not only withstanding the punch but also injuring the third prince.
"Is this possible? Doesn't it mean that he is not even qualified to stand in front of the Third Prince?"
This scene is incomprehensible. The power of the third prince's punch with forty-nine divine points is indeed impressive.
But the masked man resisted two punches and looked like he was fine. He just broke a spiritual sword. Not only did he not expect it, but he also didn't understand it.
"He has only reached the middle stage of perfection, and the number of divine points he has condensed is no more than thirty. As a swordsman, he is not afraid of the power of heavy punches!"
"There seems to be hope!"
The crowd was shocked. They thought this was a battle with great disparity in strength, but now it seemed different.
"That sword?"
Some people noticed the sword in the masked man's hand and thought it looked familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere before.
"What a sharp sword."
As a swordsman, Yi Shuihan saw the power of the sword just now. The artistic conception of wind and the artistic conception of metal were perfectly integrated into the sword light, causing a qualitative change and cutting the power of the fist.
Otherwise, the masked man wouldn't be like this after receiving this punch.
The third prince also felt that he had seen the sword there before, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He felt unhappy when he thought of being defeated twice.
"It seems that we need to take it seriously."
The third prince shook his head and took out a pair of black split-finger gloves with iron plates on the edges.
After putting it on, I clenched my fist again, and there was an arc of electricity and a crackling sound from the glove.
"It's over."
The hope brought by the masked man was shattered again. They almost forgot that from the beginning, the third prince fought with bare hands.
Now that I wear the gloves of the fifth-level spiritual weapon, I am not afraid of the sharpness of the spiritual sword.
"You will die miserably. After your death, I will investigate your identity. Everyone related to you will pay the price for what you did today."
The third prince touched his fists, and the electric arc was stimulated to a dazzling level.
"Didn't you notice?" Jiang Chen said.
"What?" The third prince was stunned.
"Are you still so stupid that you don't even think about it?" Jiang Chen asked again.
"What on earth do you mean?!" the third prince said angrily.
"It seems that the third prince can only rely on his own identity to kill. He has forgotten that fighting is a matter of two people. I stood still and let you throw two punches, but you let me down." Jiang Chen was quite disappointed.
Said regretfully.
"What?!"
When these words fell on everyone's ears, they were all confused.
Isn't it because of the difference in strength that the masked man can only resort to tricks and dare not take the initiative?
If it weren't for the previous performance, everyone present would just think that the masked man was crazy.
But if you think about it carefully, the masked man spoke in the same tone when he was fighting Princess Feiyue and Xue Rentian.
Careless words are extremely strong confidence.
"Before you die, do you still have to pretend? Very good, very good."
"Heavenly Thunder Fist!"
The angry third prince was irritated, like a powder keg being lit. He stopped charging his punches randomly and started to strike out.
Coupled with wearing a spiritual weapon, many people began to worry about the masked man.
"Coming."
Xue Rentian, who was outside the barrier, was shocked. Although there was a barrier, he still involuntarily took a few steps back.
The third prince's martial arts skills are mediocre, and he can only practice the lowest level of boxing, the yellow level.
This is obviously not in line with the status of the prince, and people always have a way. Based on the practice of the third prince, the dynasty found a secret method that combined the secret skills and boxing skills into one.
The secret technique is Tianji, and then the secret technique is used to activate the boxing technique, bypassing the limitations of martial arts.
The third prince's fists were like thunder, comparable to a martial arts genius who has mastered the complete meaning of his fists.
The third prince has extremely high cultivation talent, which can be seen from the fact that he has condensed forty-nine divine points at the age of less than thirty years old.
Combined with "Tian Lei Fist", it is really even more powerful.
Since "Tian Lei Fist" does not rely on martial arts, there are no moves or complicated changes.
The difference between strength and weakness depends on how many thunder sounds are produced when punching.
From one to nine, nine thunder blows can break the heaven and the earth.
Xue Rentian knew that the third prince had already reached five times of thunder before, and there must be another improvement in the portal.
"Although he has no martial arts skills, the third prince can still be said to be extremely talented. In the final analysis, martial arts is the interpretation of strength. To insist that his martial arts skills are mediocre would be to fall into the cliché." Xue Rentianxin said.
Boom boom boom!
The third prince obviously still had reservations. His punches were accompanied by three thunderclaps. The power and light of his fists were dazzling, beautiful and dangerous.
Wherever he passed, a deep pit appeared in the ground.
"How are you going to block this punch!" the third prince yelled.
"so!"
"One sword breaks all laws!"
Jiang Chen stood sideways, facing the third prince with his sword, and thrust out with the sword within ten meters of the third prince.
The two sides collided quickly, and Jiang Chen was blown into the thunder pool like a gust of wind. He seemed to be crushed, but after two or three seconds, the thunder pool suddenly exploded.
The third prince was bounced back. This time, his expression was very frightened. He suddenly remembered where he had seen that sword!
The last time I went to Tiandaomen to watch the excitement, Jiang Chen, who didn’t care about life and death, used this sword to kill Li Qin!
"You are...impossible, this is impossible!" the third prince shouted.
"I said, I will kill you with my own hands."
Jiang Chen smiled slightly, but his murderous aura was overwhelming. He reached out and took off the mask and said: "Now, I'm back to kill you!"