The browncloak’s attacks proved his prowess as a demigod.
Even Yan Wanjun clucked his tongue when he witnessed the ferocity of the man’s attacks. He himself probably wouldn’t have endured the two attacks if he were the one taking them on. He would be severely injured, if not outright dead.
Elder Shun admired Jiang Chen’s skills even more so. “Xinghan, do you see that?” he muttered to his disciple. “Jiang Chen is your goal on the path of martial dao.”
Chu Xinghan was dazzled by what he saw. If he wasn’t both standing at a respectable distance and being shielded by Elder Shun, he would’ve been swept into the...