"How is that possible?"
Jiang Chen's expression changed after he staggered back more than ten steps. His arms were so numb that he could not even raise his hands.
At that moment, he was utterly shocked.
His Mountain-Crushing Strike had once kept him undefeated against a group of Peak Black Tier Martial Artists. He could even put up a fight against an Earth Tier Martial Artist.
Yet such a powerful Martial Technique had been driven back more than ten steps by an ordinary punch from a Peak Black Tier Martial Artist. It was simply unbelievable.
Outside the Tournament Stage, the Flame Heavenly King was also rather startled. With nothing more than an ordinary punch, Jun Wangchen had emerged unscathed against Jiang Chen's strength-based Martial Technique and even forced him back more than ten steps. That was already a monstrous feat.
Could this brat be hiding some magical treasure? The Flame Heavenly King stroked his chin in thought, then released the soul power of a Heavenly-Rank Martial Artist, enveloping Jun Wangchen.
After examining him, the Flame Heavenly King frowned. His soul power detected no hidden magical treasures on Jun Wangchen. In other words, Jun Wangchen had knocked Jiang Chen back with that punch without relying on any magical treasure.
"What an astonishing brat!" The Flame Heavenly King took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming.
With strength like that, Jun Wangchen stood a very good chance of claiming the title of Heaven Hall's chosen prodigy this year!
Meanwhile, on the Tournament Stage, Jun Wangchen straightened his tousled hair, flicked the dust from his clothes, and beckoned to Jiang Chen with one hand. "Show me your full strength!"
Domineering and arrogant—that was the impression Jun Wangchen's gesture gave everyone.
Of course, to Jiang Chen, that gesture was the ultimate provocation, a sneering mockery