Jiang Chen had no flowery moves and merely took one step forward. His arm lifted slightly as he took one step.
Except that when he raised his arm, it gave others a heart pounding feeling.
“Thunder!”
An aura as sharp as a sword spread out, from his fingertip, and lanced through the air. It had an incredible path, it was as if it would cleave the heavens as it shot towards Yan Yiming!
Yan Yiming only felt that his eardrums were going numb as thunder roiled. This astonishing point was speeding towards his weaknesses like a loosed arrow.
“Huh. Same old tricks. Trying to harm me with this Eastern King Point?”
Although Yan Yiming had been surprised by the suddenness of this point, he was still confident that he could evade it.
His body dashed away like the waving movements of willow tree branches.
“Willow Step, waves without wind!”
Yan Yiming’s body moved like dandelions soaring through the air. The rhythm of the movement was like water ripples caused by the wind, it had an indescribable elegance.
This was Yanmen’s exclusive heritage — “Willow Step”.
Yan Yiming was very confident. He firmly believed that that day’s defeat was a result of method restriction. He was going to fully demonstrate his family’s heritage today and beat the shit out of Jiang Chen!
However, his moment of pride didn’t last long. Jiang Chen took another step forward, but the movement of his arm had somewhat increased in speed.
“Second point, Starburst!”
Jiang Chen’s moves were simple, fast and without embellishment. It may have seemed to be overly simple and crude to outsiders.
But, only Jiang Chen himself could understand the true meaning of his seemingly clumsy moves.
It was easy for all techniques under heaven to become more complex, but it was difficult for the complicated to become simple.
Jiang Chen’s two points had actually already reached the level of simplifying the complex. All complications were concentrated into the move.
Seeking change in the midst of constancy.
Of course, a trace of a proud smile found its way to Yan Yiming’s face. “Jiang Chen, although your Eastern King Point is not bad, but you’ve run out of tricks haven’t you? You want to hurt me? Keep dreaming!”
But, it was as if he hadn’t spoken.
Jiang Chen’s entire posture sudden changed drastically. His finger moved slightly and the rhythm changed again.
“Third point, Nameless!”
This point caused flowers to not be flowers and fog to not be fog. It was indescribable and unexplainable. It obviously hailed from the Eastern King Point, but it far surpassed the meaning that the Point should have.
An incredible line, an incredible curve, an incredible point.
A shocking hit.
Yan Yiming only felt a sharp pain under his rib cage in the same position as last time, but he felt more than ten times that power. It ripped apart all his moves and defenses mercilessly like it was paper. Another hit!
Yan Yiming’s body fell heavily to the ground again, his status unknown!