Chapter 21: Saint Ka Di Yun (1/2)

Chapter 21: Saint Ka Di Yun

Seeing how close he was to hitting his target, Ka Di Liang felt a tiny amount of regret. However, he immediately went back into motion, and flung a kick at Jian Chen.

In a flash, 10 moves had passed without Jian Chen retaliating, and every single move from Ka Di Liang had been easily dodged. But to everyone else that was watching, Jian Chen had been narrowly dodging each move by the skin of his teeth, causing everyone watching, including Changyang Hu, to break out in cold sweat as they watched in anxiety.

Ka Di Liang’s attacks were fairly fast and furious, but none of the 10 moves he had lashed out with even touched Jian Chen’s clothes. Having not landed a single blow, Ka Di Liang was angry beyond belief.

Finally lifting a fist to block Ka Di Liang’s fist, Jian Chen spoke, “10 moves have passed, it’s my turn.” Without waiting for a response, he aimed a kick at Ka Di Liang.

The speed in which his leg was moving was extremely fast; there wasn’t even enough time for Ka Di Liang to dodge. By the time he tried to move his hand up to block, Jian Chen’s leg had already smashed against Ka Di Liang’s chest.

“Deng!” “Deng!” “Deng!”

The force of Jian Chen’s leg caused Ka Di Liang to stumble backwards. As he steadied himself Ka Di Liang gave Jian Chen a dumbstruck look; although Jian Chen was only at the 8th Saint Force layer, Jian Chen’s strength had far surpassed his expectations. It wasn’t something Ka Di Liang would be able to endure.

In the last fight during the competition, Ka Di Liang had never exchanged blows with Jian Chen, so he never understood the true extent of Jian Chen’s strength. It was not until this fight that Ka Di Liang realized that Jian Chen was stronger than he looked. In fact, based on the strength of the kick just now, Ka Di Liang was starting to doubt that Jian Chen was only at the 8th Saint Force layer.

Perhaps Jian Chen also wanted to end this battle quickly, because he didn’t give Ka Di Liang time to even gasp before he quickly slammed his fist into Ka Di Liang’s nose.

Ka Di Liang’s face hardened as he stood back up, his entire body tried to stand against Jian Chen’s fist before he tried to smash his fist against Jian Chen’s head.

Jian Chen let out a cold laugh before blocking the fist with his own hand. Grabbing onto Ka Di Liang’s shoulder with his other hand, he got into a horse stance, and grabbed onto him with his right arm. Grabbing tightly, he exerted some force and sent Ka Di Liang flying away.

In his previous life, Jian Chen had learned wrestling techniques from the Mongols, so he was fairly proficient at it. He had used it many times, and gained experience in it so much, that it was ingrained into his memory. Jian Chen learned many different skills other than just swordplay, and was fairly proficient at every single thing he put his mind towards.

Ka Di Liang’s body was almost like a feather as he flew through the air, thanks to Jian Chen. He flew 4-5 meters into the air before finally falling back down to the arena.

“Phew…”

He saw Jian Chen to be weak, but somehow, Jian Chen had managed to accomplish such a feat with his delicate-looking figure. Likewise, the audience around the arena let out gasps of shock as they started to reevaluate their opinions about Jian Chen. Seeing the two fight it out like this made it so that no one would ever dare to underestimate Jian Chen in the future.

The faces of Ka Di Yun and Ka Di Qiuli both gradually turned quite ugly. The situation was far beyond what they had expected it to be.

“Heng! Changyang Xian Tian, you actually are a slightly skilled,” Ka Di Yun said in a low voice, while angrily gritting his teeth.

Ka Di Liang stood back up pathetically on the ring with a cloudy looking face. He looked at Jian Chen’s eyes with a gaze filled with poison.

“Ahh!” Ka Di Liang roared, focusing all his power of the 9th level of Saint Force in the center of his two palms. He quickly rushed towards Jian Chen with both his arms pressing towards Jian Chen’s chest, and attacked.

Jian Chen sneered, and as he condensed all his Saint Force onto his palms as well, he suddenly threw his own hands towards Ka Di Liang’s, resulting in a collision between both pairs of hands.

“Peng!”

As the sound came echoing out, Jian Chen and Ka Di Liang were stuck in a deadlock. Their fists had slammed so hard against each other, a mini shockwave pushed both of them backwards.

Jian Chen didn’t stop there; his legs began to blur as he skillfully maneuvered to counter the shock. Looking at the rapidly retreating Ka Di Liang, Jian Chen immediately dashed forward and leapt up from the ground, both of his legs kicking out at Ka Di Liang.

Before Ka Di Liang could regain his footing, he was unable to block the attack. As he was kicked in the stomach by Jian Chen, Ka Di Liang was sent flying once more.

“Pff!” Hitting the ground, Ka Di Liang’s face went white from the pain as he began to spit out some blood. He had started to take in heavy amounts of damage.

“Younger brother!”

“Older brother!”

Ka Di Yun and Ka Di Qiuli ran up to Kai Di Liang’s side on the ground. Picking him up, they grimaced and looked at him with concern as they saw the small trickle of blood from the corner of Ka Di Liang’s mouth.

“Younger brother, are you ok?” Ka Di Yun asked. His face was relatively unsightly to look at, although the situation was different from last time, since Ka Di Liang had been careless during the first match with Jian Chen. However, this second time was different. This time Ka Di Liang was fighting with Jian Chen using all of his strength, which was stronger than 80% of the other 9th Saint Force Layer students.

“Older brother, how are you feeling, are you seriously hurt?” Ka Di Qiuli asked with a voice full of concern.

Ka Di Liang was helped to his feet by his two siblings. Lightly shaking his head, he said, “Eldest brother, third sister, I’ll be fine. I’ve only suffered from minor injuries.” But even as he said that, his two siblings could detect a small tinge of weakness in his voice.

Looking at Ka Di Liang’s pale face, Ka Di Yun grew angry. Raising his head to look at the elevated Jian Chen, he growled, “Third sister, you take care of second brother. I’ll go teach that arrogant brat a lesson!” Leaving his siblings, he walked up into the arena to confront him.