No wonder, no wonder when encountering the same seventh rank as himself, Liu Potian, he could be so relaxed and contemptuous of him…. A seventh rank expert who was not even twenty years old, this sort of cultivation speed, was rare since ancient times. And those few who were such geniuses, had all left thick layers of ink in history, becoming existences admired and worshiped by the later generations.
Seventh rank Prince Jin, could he truly be so difficult to defeat? Liu Potian did not believe it!
He followed up with another move!
Nangong Liuyun narrowed his eyes, which flashed with a touch of bloodthirsty cruelty. Those that dared to bully his Luo girl, no matter who they were, better not even think that they could escape so easily.
The two people were each executing their best moves, battling in mid-air.
Nangong Liuyun smashed a solid punch into Liu Potian’s chest, beating Liu Potian back, resulting in him staggering about. However, because Liu Potian wanted to maintain his dignity, he did his utmost to endured it without falling back. He smothered the sound of a groan and desperately forced the fresh blood that had bubbled up from his throat back down.
Nangong Liuyun’s hands joined behind his back, shooting a cold glare at Liu Potian.
If he had gone with the momentum and retreated just now, easing the heavy bombardment on himself, then his internal injuries would still not be so serious. Yet, Liu Potian wanted to maintain his dignity to the last breath and swallowed down that mouthful of fresh blood. In that case, what awaited him would be the start of a nightmare. For this internal injury. if he didn’t recuperate for a year or so, he could forget about walking out of the great doors of Liu Manor.
Liu Potian’s hands were clenched into fists as he stared at Nangong Liyun in shock. He didn’t understand why, despite both of them being at the same seventh rank, his strength was far from matching His Highness Prince Jin’s! He could not accept this, he really could not accept this!