Jiang Chen's calm voice caused an uproar in the square.
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, as though they had seen a ghost. They stared at Jiang Chen, their faces filled with shock and incredulity.
"Did I hear that right? Jiang Chen actually challenged Jiang Yunhong!" "Jiang Yunhong broke through to the Body Tempering Fifth Stage three months ago. How can this 'waste,' still stuck at the Second Stage, even think about challenging him?"
"This must be a joke. He's practically asking for death!"
...
"You really want to fight me?" Jiang Yunhong stared at Jiang Chen's provocative gesture, taking a moment to recover from his astonishment. Clearly, he hadn't expected that this so-called "waste" of the Jiang family would dare to challenge him.
Just last night, he had beaten Jiang
Chen like a dog.
Who had given him the courage to
challenge him now?
"Jiang Yunhong, stop talking and fight."
Jiang Chen's cold smile cut through the tension. "No random cat or dog can steal what belongs to me!"
"You worthless trash! How dare you be so arrogant in front of me? If you're asking for death, I'll gladly oblige!" Humiliated by Jiang Chen, Jiang Yunhong felt a burning rage surge within him.
He roared and charged forward, swinging a fist straight at Jiang Chen's head.
As Jiang Yunhong's punch flew toward him, many disciples in the square
watched with pity.
The dffrence in strength between the Body Tempering
Second Stage and Fifth Stage was
immense.
They could already imagine the
miserable fate awaiting Jiang Chen
under Jiang Yunhong's powerful strike.
Jiang Chen's expression remained
calm. His Flowing Cloud Step activated instantly, and with a simple sidestep, he effortlessly avoided Jiang
Yunhong's punch.
"He... He dodged it?"
The disciples gasped, their eyes nearly
popping out of their heads.
What?
Jiang Yunhong was equally stunned
when his punch missed its mark. This had to be a coincidence!
"Your punch is flashy but too slow. With that level of skill, it's no wonder Lingyun Martial Academy rejected you," Jiang Chen said, his voice filled with playful mockery.
"You bastard!"
Jiang Yunhong's face twisted in fury.
With a roar, he unleashed his full strength, his fists flying at Jiang Chen like lightning.
This time, Jiang Chen stood his ground. With a light wave of his palm, he easily blocked Jiang Yunhong's punch.
"The speed of this punch is decent, but
the strength is too weak. Didn't you call me a waste? Yet, you seem even worse than me.' Jiang Chen smirked, his eyes locked onto Jiang Yunhong's.
"You're not even as good as a 'waste.'
What makes you think you deserve a place at Lingyun Martial Academy?"
"You... This... This is impossible!" Jiang Yunhong stared at Jiang Chen in
utter shock.
This so-called "waste" had blocked his punch so effortlessly!
If the first punch had been missed due to carelessness, the second one was different-he had used nearly all his strength.
What infuriated him most was that
Jiang Chen had even criticized his technique!
Jiang Yunhong prided himself as one
of the Jiang family's most talented martial artists.
How dare this "waste" lecture him?
"Yellow-Rank Primary Martial Art: Tiger Howl Fist!"
With a furious roar, Jiang Yunhong's fists surged with fierce energy, charging at Jiang Chen like a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey.