Chapter 353: Divine Fighting Technique! Latent Thunder (1/2)
Chapter 353: Divine Fighting Technique! Latent Thunder
Translator: UdongEditor: EbonyFrost, Udong
As the top genius among the current generation of the Elf-king Bloodline Warriors, with bountiful resources from the Qian Family, how strong had Qian Wushan become?
”Qian Wushan…” Qian Cheng rubbed his hands lightly, ”He went to the Hai Family to bring up a proposal of marriage…”
Qian Jin closed his eyes and took a deep breath. What would be the outcome of Qian Wushan’s proposal? He seemed to have seen Hai Family's sheer willingness in saying yes to this profitable marriage.
How many benefits would this marriage with the Qian Family bring to the Hai Family, with the first one being the most powerful force in the Qian State and the latter one a trivial branch? It couldn’t be measured by figures.
”The Hai Family accepted the proposal on Luna's behalf…” Qian Cheng looked to Qian Jin, ”and Luna disappeared that night. It was said that someone saw an emaciated girl, who looked very similar to Luna, walking into the Ancient Desert Sea by the sand rims. No report of her stepping out has been made yet…”
The Ancient Desert Sea? Qian Jin couldn’t stop the fierce convulsing of his eyes. He pinched his arms hard, just to feel the biting pain to make believe that he was still alive. Still, he couldn’t hold back the scene kept in his mind from emerging.
In that very cold evening with three moons pending high above in the sky and numerous shining stars giving out shimmering lights, a gaunt girl walked into the Ancient Desert Sea which had appalled a great many of warriors, head towering straight.
Big Thunder Eagle. Long black fluttering hair. A pair of nonchalant eyes. She wasn’t the prettiest girl Qian Jin had ever met, but the most charming one in his heart.
It was her, for sure. The girl he met in the Ancient Desert Sea must be Luna. The girl who had an Undead Queen’s Heraldic was undoubtedly Luna.
”And…” Pam Honzi stopped his attempt to straighten his back, as a faintly puzzled look appeared on his face. ” Qian Jin, are you okay?”
”What?” Qian Jin looked to Pam Honzi, grumbling to himself that how could I be okay with such severe wounds? Well, in fact, those wounds didn’t pose a big trouble for him. He just needed to find an undisturbed place to get into the endless world and go to Uncle Adams’s for some bottles of medicine with strong effects and everything would turn back to normal.
With several bottles of potion, he would be fully recovered, while no scars or internal injuries would be left. Qian Jin felt lucky for himself. If anyone else had received such wounds it might take him two or three months of remaining in bed for recovery.
As for Qian Wushan…
”Your face…”
Pam Honzi stopped, while Qian Cheng changed his face all of a sudden. The same puzzled and sullen look also showed up on Fanta Kunge.
During a short while, the pale face of Qian Jin turned greatly rosy. It didn’t seem like blood congestion on his face, but the rolling of blood under his skin with a momentum of rushing out of the surface.
This rosiness spread from his face to his entire body parts rapidly. Strips of veins were bumping uncontrollably, longing for jumping out of his skin.
The only sound in the carriage came from the horse hooves clashing with the ground, and the wooden wheels rolling over the sand granules.
Pain. Suddenly, Qian Jin felt agonizingly painful over his body, as if there was a volcano explosion in each and every corner of him. An unknown strand of warrior power seemed to be stretching itself after staying latent for long, bringing heavy shocking force to his injured vulnerable energy connections and warrior reservoirs.
The entire world seemed to have become a scarlet curtain in front of his eyes. Qian Jin felt like his eyes were going to explode as endless overwhelming power was making its way out of his body.
Volcano Potion. No, it was even stronger than Eulalia’s Volcano Potion…was Qian Chenyu’s warrior power reserved so deep inside? He was no doubt an experienced warrior in that he had held back the explosion of warrior power for long.
Generally, one’s spiritual power would be kept in an explicitly vigorous and high state shortly after his success, but as the excitement died down, his health condition would go from bad to worse, under which circumstance he wouldn’t be able to carry out an effective defense or offense.
Bang. Qian Jin felt blank in front of his eyes and slumped into a coma after a heavy trembling of the body. However, he was not in a total coma as his brain was still active. He could hear the chatting outside, but he was stopped from uttering a voice. For this moment being, he seemed like a puppet who had a brain but was unable to move.
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff…
A puddle of blood appeared on the clean wooden board in the carriage. Endless amount of blood was springing up from Qian Jin’s pores, making the entire carriage filled with a pungent smell of blood.
”Why so?”