Two hundred and twentieth chapters decisive moment (ten)
Jiang Chen knew he couldn't escape, so he tried his best to meet him.
"madness!"
The third prince shouted loudly, and his fists made nine thunderous sounds.
"Nine rings?!"
This was far beyond Xue Rentian's expectation, and he couldn't help but begin to sympathize with this poor guy Jiang Chen.
When the last thunder sounded, the Red Sky Sword and the fists collided, and the void between the two seemed to be shattered.
The Scarlet Sky Sword came out of his hand, and Jiang Chen flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
On the other hand, the third prince stood firmly there without taking a step back.
Moreover, the electricity in both fists has not disappeared and is still recovering quickly.
Jiang Chen hit the transparent light wall of the barrier hard, and the muffled sound was not inferior to the sound of thunder, which made people worry that all the internal organs might have been broken.
Fortunately, when the light wall slid down, Jiang Chen controlled his body and landed steadily on the ground.
Suddenly, with a look of pain on his face, he half-knelt on the ground and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Seeing this scene, the crowd was in an uproar. At the same time, they felt helpless, sympathetic, and pitiful towards this long-anticipated outcome.
"Senior Brother Jiang Chen!"
The joy on Shui Sheng's face disappeared, and she was so anxious that she almost cried.
"It's too forced."
Zhiruo couldn't bear it, so she reached out and patted Shui Sheng on the shoulder, comforting her: "Jiang Chen's courage today will be remembered forever."
"Deserve it!"
Some people were very happy, Bailili from Baili family cheered and shouted.
Wen Xin panicked and ran to Chu Luo, asking Jiang Chen what he said when he came on stage.
But Chu Luo was even more anxious than she was and couldn't explain why.
In the chaos, the third prince walked towards Jiang Chen step by step with a look of arrogance on his face.
"Where's your pride?"
"Where did your confidence go when you said you wanted to kill me at Tiandaomen? You came here for revenge, but you are quite satisfied with the result."
The third prince said one sentence after another, which made people feel regretful.
Kaohsiung, the captain of the city defense soldiers, laughed and muttered: "If he hadn't met the third prince and got a place for further study, I would indeed regret it, but now."
At this time, Jiang Chen stood up and said, "I thought you could punch harder with all your strength."
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and regained his fearless look.
"madness!"
The third prince curled his lips and disappeared out of thin air. The next second he appeared behind Jiang Chen and punched out. Jiang Chen's body flew from one end of the barrier to the other, even worse than before.
When he landed on the ground, he knelt down and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
Whoosh!
The third prince in peak condition came to him in an instant and said coldly: "Where is your swordsmanship? Where is your demeanor as a successor of swordsmanship? Why do all I see is an ant that can be trampled to death at will?"
"An ant can even take two punches from you? It seems like you're not that good either." Jiang Chen sneered.
Until his death, he was still well known to people.
"If you don't have the strength to back you up, you're just a joke."
The third prince sneered, stepped forward again, and kept punching out with both fists, treating Jiang Chen as a sandbag. The terrifying fists fell like raindrops, so cruel that people couldn't bear to look at him.
"This is the consequences of offending the third prince."
It was in line with the Third Prince's style to beat up someone who was about to be defeated like this.
Jiang Chen, who was beaten unconscious, tried his best to hold himself up and not fall down. He was sad and desolate, especially when he was punched in the face, which made people wonder if he would be beaten to death.
"One is the peak in the later stage and the other is perfect in the mid-term. The gap is really too big."
"The people Jiang Chen faced before were all martial arts competitions. The third prince was pure strength."
"The power of thunder and lightning is used so skillfully, so this is not a kind of martial arts."
"Poor Jiang Chen, if he didn't come to trouble the third prince today, maybe he wouldn't be like this."
The crowd discussed among themselves, and the reason for Jiang Chen's defeat was just as people thought at the beginning. The level gap was too big.
The Red Sky Sword was knocked to the corner, and its light quickly dimmed, as if it was mourning for its master.
On the city wall, the old man in gray robe could not sit still.
"Your Majesty, is my child's performance okay?" the Emperor of Daxia said.
The old man in gray robe was silent, as if he didn't hear.
The Emperor of Daxia felt happy. Although he did not dare to offend the venerable saints of the Holy Court, it was a joy in life to be so proud.
Snap!
Another heavy punch, and the unrecognizable Jiang Chen was knocked away again, this time he rolled directly to the ground.
However, just when everyone had the thought of 'a puddle of mud', Jiang Chen stood up again.
"Don't get up!"
Chu Luo and Wen Xin cried out in tears.
"As I thought, your fists are like a woman's." When Jiang Chen spoke, he couldn't raise his head to look in the direction of the third prince, but the sharp edge in his bones did not go out.
"You have become a joke now, let me end it."
The third prince looked around, and most people reacted as he thought.
"This is the result of opposing the emperor!"
He pointed at Jiang Chen, then burst out with astonishing momentum, raised his fist and rushed forward.
This punch is to completely understand Jiang Chen's life.
However, Jiang Chen, who lowered his head, seemed to be silently thinking about something.
"The Qi of the five elements regulates yin and yang, harms the heart and lungs and stimulates the liver and intestines. The essence of hiding is in a state of frustration and trance, and the three energizers are in reverse and the soul is flying."
"Immortal Technique: Reverse Wuji!"
Jiang Chen, who was on the verge of death, seemed to be having a flashback when the third prince approached. His body straightened up again, and his unparalleled aura burst out.
His black hair was fluttering, the injuries on his body recovered quickly, and the bruises on his face disappeared.
When he looked up, his face revealed stubbornness, determination, and indifference.
The dark eyes were like the night sky, with a razor-like sharpness and coldness in them.
Snap!
He raised his hand and met the third prince's fist with one palm. Their fists collided with each other, but no one stepped back and their feet sank into the ground.
"What?!"
The dramatic changes were hard for anyone to react to, especially the third prince.
Jiang Chen didn't know how to hold his fist, which meant that he relied on his own strength to catch his fist.
He looked at his fist in disbelief and hit Jiang Chen's palm. If he looked closely, he would find that there was a layer of crystal on the skin of that hand.
No, it's all over his body. You won't notice it at first glance, but as long as you look closely, you will find Jiang Chen's inhuman condition.
"Your fists really don't have any strength at all."
Jiang Chen twisted his shoulders, used his strength to push forward, and knocked the third prince away.
Although it was not as miserable as Jiang Chen just now, the third prince still slid back more than ten meters with his toes on the ground.
More than ten meters, a very short distance.
But it was beyond the thinking limits of countless people present.
It's like seeing the moon hanging in the sky in broad daylight and the ridiculous feeling of a stone speaking.
Looking at Jiang Chen again, he didn't look as miserable as before. His aura was stronger than at the beginning, and his whole body revealed an unfathomable mystery.
All the injuries I suffered just now disappeared, as if they never happened.