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Chapter 772 - 773 Disable One of Your Hands_1

Chapter 772: Chapter 773 Disable One of Your Hands_1

Under such circumstances, watching Jiang Haichao’s overwhelming attack, a sinister smile finally appeared on Chen Si’s face.

"Haha, you brat, let’s see how you don’t die this time!" Chen Si cursed venomously.

The subordinates Jiang Haichao had brought with him also showed a thick disdain on their faces.

"This kid actually dares to fight Minister, he’s truly courting death!"

"Jiang bro’s momentum is even stronger than a month ago. What do you think, how many blows can this kid withstand?"

"If you ask me, it won’t take more than three or five moves for Jiang bro to cripple the kid!"

"Tch, does Minister Jiang need three or five moves to make a move? In my opinion, this one alone will definitely make him suffer!"

Jiang Haichao’s men discussed heatedly among themselves.

And the crowd around, after seeing Jiang Haichao’s momentum, was also deeply shocked and worried for Li Changlin.

Jiang Haichao’s punches were fierce, displaying the demeanor of the strong.

With his extremely powerful strike, how could Li Changlin possibly withstand it?

You must know that a typical early-stage Huanjing expert’s punch would generally have around a thousand jin of force.

By the middle threshold stage, the strength would increase by three to five hundred jin.

Although Jiang Haichao was still at the peak of the initial threshold stage, far from breaking through to the middle threshold stage bottleneck, the techniques he showcased had a punch that probably had way more than five hundred jin of force.

With such a fierce punch, if a wall were to stand in front of it, it would be easily shattered.

However, Li Changlin’s body certainly couldn’t be tougher than a brick wall.

Particularly now, when Jiang Haichao’s target was the fragile human eyes.

Under this circumstance, how could Li Changlin withstand, how could he counter?

Nearly everyone, even Jiang Haichao himself, believed that following this punch, even if Li Changlin wasn’t beaten to death, at the very least he would suffer severe injuries.

However, Yang Mingzhu and Li Changlin didn’t think so.

Back when he was at the middle threshold stage, Li Changlin’s strength had already reached over six thousand jin, and now that he was at the late threshold stage, his power had grown a whole minor realm stronger.

Nine thousand jin of force, probably even a single finger could easily overpower Jiang Haichao.

The methods Li Changlin possessed were beyond what Jiang Haichao could imagine.

And facing such a trivial character, Li Changlin didn’t need to waste time with him.

Although, Jiang Haichao had indeed displayed his peak strength.

Even in her eyes, he had already considered Li Changlin as good as wasted.

But could Li Changlin be so easily pushed around by others?

No, obviously not.

Li Changlin could never be so easily manipulated by a minor character like Jiang Haichao.

So, just as his punch was about to reach Li Changlin’s head.

Suddenly, a fierce momentum burst forth from Li Changlin’s body.

His late threshold stage power erupted explosively.

In an instant, merely in a flash.

Li Changlin’s figure transformed from a weak lamb into a ferociously imposing cheetah.

"Wha, what, how is this possible!" In that moment, Jiang Haichao turned pale with shock.

Although he had long felt that Li Changlin was no ordinary person, Jiang Haichao had never considered that Li Changlin possessed the strength to completely crush him.

After all, age was evident.

No matter how you looked at it, it was impossible for Li Changlin to have such advanced cultivation.

A twenty-three- or twenty-four-year-old, even if he had been training in his mother’s womb, definitely couldn’t possibly have reached the late threshold stage.

But now, in this brief moment, the momentum displayed by Li Changlin easily shattered Jiang Haichao’s perception.

On the surface, it appeared that Li Changlin was a grandmotherly figure lacking any deterrence. Even if he had a little ability to reach out, it could never surpass his own.

However, at this moment, when Li Changlin’s inner momentum suddenly exploded forth, Jiang Haichao realized that he was simply an idiot, a pitiful and laughable fool!

The surging momentum swept through, effortlessly dissolving Jiang Haichao’s aura and breaking his momentum.

This situation filled Jiang Haichao with horror.

By now, his complexion had turned deathly pale, and a feeling of powerlessness involuntarily arose in his heart.

Still, Jiang Haichao was an expert who had fought his way through life and death.

He absolutely could not give up so easily.

With gritted teeth, he clenched his jaw tightly.

His fist, carrying a relentless will, struck out, again and again!

The fist was getting closer and closer to Li Changlin’s eyes.

It seemed that in just a brief instant, Jiang Haichao could shatter Li Changlin’s left eye into pieces!

At that moment, the corners of Li Changlin’s mouth curved up slightly, a cold, indifferent smile forming on his face.

Yes, it was a sneer.

For some reason, Jiang Haichao’s heart trembled.

And at that time, Li Changlin finally made his move.

He casually lifted his left hand.

Whoosh!

A slap flew out, landing directly on the fist Jiang Haichao had thrown.

Instantly, the fist that came with such ferocity could no longer advance even an inch.

And that wasn’t all.

As the palm collided intensely with the fist, the once relentless fist now seemed as if it were made of paper, emitting a series of crisp crackling sounds.

A scream followed, bursting out from Jiang Haichao’s mouth.

His body flew backward through the air.

All the finger joints interconnected with the heart, Jiang Haichao’s finger joints were all shattered by Li Changlin’s immense force!

He fell to the ground, wailing miserably, crying out in pain.

The shattered finger joints amounted to half the cultivation of Jiang Haichao being wasted.

From now on, this right hand was as good as wasted.

He looked up at Li Changlin with venomous hatred, endless resentment welling up in his heart.

Yet, Jiang Haichao knew deep down that this was a powerful being, a formidable, terrifyingly strong person.

For the rest of his life, he might never get the chance for revenge again.

Even the forces standing behind him, for the sake of getting to know this expert, might bow their heads and humble themselves to acquaint with this young man.

For the sake of a rich second-generation from the provincial city, he had lost all his future prospects.

This... was such a sacrifice worth it?

His mind slightly dazed, Jiang Haichao mournfully pondered.

He reached out with his left hand and gently cradled his right hand.

Now, the only thought in Jiang Haichao’s mind was to hurry to the hospital as quickly as possible.

Perhaps, with the current medical technology, his injuries might still be treatable.

Also, he also needed to contact Gao Yuntian as soon as possible.

The organization, to get to know the person in front of them, might very likely give up on him.

But Gao Yuntian should not, as he was not only the disciple he had brought up, but also they shared a bond of life-and-death camaraderie, closer than brothers.