Chapter 223: His Finest Hour X

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 .

The electricity from his fists hadn't vanished, and was recovering rapidly .

Jiang Chen bumped into the transparent wall of the barrier with a sickening thud . The spectators couldn't help but wonder whether his internal organs had been ruptured .

But fortunately, Jiang Chen managed to get his body under control when slipping down the smooth wall . He landed steadily in the end .

All of a sudden, he looked in pain . He half knelt down and spit out some blood .

The crowd burst into uproar when they saw this . At the same time, they felt helpless, sympathetic and sorry for the anticipated result .

"Apprentice Brother Jiang Chen!"

The joy on Shui Sheng's face had faded . She was almost crying due to worry .

"He forced himself too much . "

Zhi Ruo felt pity . She tapped Shui Sheng's shoulder and comforted her, "Jiang Chen's courage will be remembered by the whole world . "

There were also people who felt delighted . Baili Li from the Bailis even exclaimed, "It's what he asked for!"

Wen Xin panicked . She found Chu Luo and asked her whether Jiang Chen had said anything before he went into the ring .

However, Chu Luo was in a greater panic . She couldn't give Wen Xin any meaningful answer .

In the chaos, the Third Prince was approaching Jiang Chen arrogantly .

"Where is your pride?

"Where is the confidence you showed at the Natural Law School when you said you were going to kill me? You came here for revenge . Are you satisfied with what you've got?"

The Third Prince kept talking and talking . People felt sorry for Jiang Chen .

Gao Xiong, the military captain, smiled . He murmured to himself, "I would regret it if he hadn't run into the Third Prince and received a spot of the Sacred Institute . But now…"

At this moment, Jiang Chen managed to stand up and said, "I thought your all-out attack would be more powerful . "

He wiped the blood off his mouth . The fearless look returned to his face again .

"Foolish!"

The Third Prince curled his lips . He disappeared from where he was and emerged next to Jiang Chen in a second . He punched the latter again . Jiang Chen flew from one end of the ring to the other end, even worse than just before .

When he landed, he half knelt down and spit blood again .

Whoosh!

The Third Prince, in peak form, came up to him immediately . He said coldly, "Where is your swordsmanship? Where is your elegance as the successor to the doctrine of sword? How come I'm only seeing an ant I can step on and kill easily?"

"Even an ant could take two attacks from you? Looks like you're no better," Jiang Chen smiled with disdain .

He acted the way he always did, even if it was before his death .

"You're only a joke if you don't have adequate strength," the Third Prince sneered . He stepped forward again and punched Jiang Chen over and over, as if the latter were a sandbag . The formidable fists fell like raindrops . It was too cruel to watch .

"This is what you get if you offend the Third Prince . "

It was exactly his style to beat a defeated person so hard .

Jiang Chen almost fainted . He tried very hard to support himself so that he wouldn't lie down . It was such a lamentable scene . Especially when he took punches to the face, people were wondering whether he would die this way .

"One is in the peak of the late stage, while the other is in the completed middle stage . The gap is too huge . "

"Jiang Chen and his previous rivals were competing in martial arts techniques, but the Third Prince represents pure force . "

"He's able to use the power of thunder so proficiently . It can be called a martial arts technique, too . "

"What a pity . If Jiang Chen hadn't challenged the Third Prince, things would be totally different . "

The spectators were discussing the fight . They thought Jiang Chen had lost because of the huge gap between their states, as they had expected .

The Redcloud Sword had flown away and fallen into a corner . Its radiance faded, as if in silent tribute for its master .

On the palace wall, the old man in the gray robe couldn't sit still anymore .

"The Venerable, my son isn't bad, is he?" the emperor of the Xia Dynasty said .

The old man didn't answer him, as if he hadn't heard him .

The emperor felt joyful . Although he didn't dare offend the Venerable of the Sacred Institute, he felt satisfied that he could preen over what his son had achieved .

Pah!

Another hard punch . Jiang Chen, beyond all recognition, flew away again . This time, he fell onto the ground and tumbled, but he managed to get to his feet when people thought he would be as weak and limp as a pile of mud .

"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 .