Monarch Of Time

670 Chapter 670 Jiang Chen“s migh

A glint flashed through Jiang Chenʼs eyes when he saw the human-shaped wall in front of Jun Ren, but his enormous black fist didnʼt slow down in the slightest, and instead, it sped up even further before it collided with Jun Renʼs ʼWar Godʼs guardʼ.

The ʼWar Godʼs guardʼ was Jun Renʼs strongest defensive martial skill.

Jun Ren was confident that it could even resist the most powerful attack of a peak rank 8 Nascent Soul realm outer disciple head-on without too much trouble!

And yet, in front of Jiang Chenʼs gigantic black fist his ʼWar Godʼs guardʼ only managed to last for a single second, before more than 50 of those warriors clad in earthen yellow armor were disintegrated in an instant, as they turned to dust the moment that Jiang Chenʼs black fist landed on them.

And yet, the black fist didnʼt seem to have lost any of its power as it kept destroying the ʼWar Godʼs guardʼ, obliterating even more of Jun Renʼs warriors as it headed towards Jun Ren himself.

Jun Renʼs warriors slashed their swords and stabbed their spears towards the enormous black fist, but Jiang Chenʼs fist of darkness didnʼt show any signs of stopping.

ʼʼOh?ʼʼ In the sky above the arena, the Grand Elderʼs eyes lit up as he stared at the dark veil that had covered the platform, almost as if his own vision wasnʼt impeded at all.

More than 400 yellow-armored warriors were destroyed in the blink of an eye, but Jiang Chenʼs gigantic black fist had only lost 20 percent of its power as it kept pushing forward.

The moment that the last warrior was destroyed, Jun Renʼs expression finally changed as he sensed the terrifying power that was descending from the sky towards him. Jiang Chenʼs fist still had a little more than half of its power left, and without any place for Jun Ren to dodge, the fist of darkness finally landed on Jun Renʼs body.

Rumble!!

The disciples in the audience seats couldnʼt see what was going on inside Jiang Chenʼs ʼKingdom of Darknessʼ, but everyone clearly heard the rumbling sound that had caused the entire platform to shake, instantly attracting everyoneʼs attention.

Finally, the veil of darkness that had covered the platform slowly disappeared, revealing the scene inside.

Jiang Chen stood arrogantly in the air with a cold look on his face, as he stared at Jun Renʼs figure that had collapsed on the ground.

Jun Renʼs body was lying unmoving while a pool of blood was formed around him.

The disciples in the audience seats sucked in breaths of cold air when they saw this scene.

From the power that he had showed previously, Jun Ren was definitely strong enough to fight against middle rank 8 Nascent Soul outer disciples head-on with his cultivation still at the early rank 7 of the Nascent Soul. And yet, barely a minute had passed since Jiang Chen had activated his unique physique, before Jun Ren was left lying on the ground in a pool of blood.

Jiang Chen only threw one last cold look at Jun Ren who had seemed to have already lost consciousness, and after retrieving his sect identifying token from the outer court Elder responsible for the fights in the platform, he flew back towards Shun Longʼs group in the audience seats.

ʼʼI knew it! Jiang Chen is too terrifying! I bet he didnʼt even use his immortal-grade bloodline against Jun Ren. Just his unique physique was probably enough!ʼʼ

ʼʼJun Ren wasnʼt weak either. That golden-armored giant of his still managed to wound Jiang Chenʼs arm! Itʼs just that Jiang Chen is too freakishly strong.ʼʼ

ʼʼStill, I wonder who is stronger between those new disciples, Shun Long, Jiang Chen, or Wu Tao?ʼʼ

ʼʼProbably Wu Tao... right? I heard that his talent is said to be at the same level as his elder brotherʼs. I donʼt think Jiang Chen or Shun Long can compete with him yet.ʼʼ

Shun Long and the rest didnʼt pay any attention to the disciples in the crowd, as they turned their attention to Jiang Chen who returned back to the audience seats.

Jiang Chen frowned when he sensed the blood dripping from his injured left arm, as he then closed his eyes for a moment.

The wound on his hand started to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a few moments, it had already disappeared.

In just a few moments, his left arm had returned to its peak condition, almost as if it was never injured to begin with.

Naturally, for a body refinement cultivator, healing minor wounds on his body was only a matter of expending some of his energy through his body refinement cultivation.

ʼʼJiang Chen, how was it?ʼʼ Shun Long looked at Jiang Chen with a smile on his face.

Nodding his head, Jiang Chen looked at Shun Long and answered seriously

ʼʼThat kid isnʼt weak. If he was born with a unique physique as well, perhaps I would have some trouble if I had faced him before consuming the ʼfive-elements awakening pillʼ.ʼʼ

Jiang Chen was honest as he answered Shun Longʼs question.

Indeed, even if he hadnʼt spent the past month absorbing the energy from the ʼfive-elements awakening pillʼ and increasing the strength of his Eternal Darkness unique physique, the power of his fist of darkness when going all-out, would still have been strong enough to break past the defenses of Jun Renʼs ʼWar Godʼs guardʼ.

However, it wouldnʼt be as easy and Jiang Chen estimated that he would have to attack Jun Ren for a third time or even a fourth time until he managed to do so.

After all, the first ʼfist of darknessʼ had sent Jun Renʼs golden-armored giant staggering back for more than a dozen steps, while the second had broken past the defenses of his ʼWar Godʼs guardʼ.

Shun Long nodded his head as he stared at Jun Renʼs figure that was carried away by the outer court Elder responsible for the platform.

Indeed, Jun ren was extremely strong. If his cultivation wasnʼt only at the early rank 7 of the Nascent Soul, perhaps he would even have a chance to defeat a peak rank 8 outer court disciple. He had simply been too unlucky to be matched against Jiang Chen.

At the same time, in the audience seats not too far away from Shun Longʼs group, a young man with long black hair was staring at Shun Longʼs group with a cold look in his eyes, before he said in a low voice

ʼʼThose brats are stronger than I originally thought. But still, if they think that they can enter the top 1000 with their meager strength... heh, it will be fun!ʼʼ

If Shun Long and the rest had noticed this personʼs gaze, they would quickly realize that this was the same person who was standing by Wan Zuʼs side when they visited the Golden Treasures Hall, a genius who was ranked in the top 1000 and had his name on the Martial Roll of Honor, Song Yahui!