Chapter 029 Grasping the purple-tasseled lance, subduing the roaring thunder
Word Number：193
Author：贪睡的硕鼠
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Release Time：2025-09-09
"Interesting." Seeing that the youngster, who appeared even a few years younger than himself, had managed to catch his full-powered punch with a single palm, Qiao Chengyong snorted coldly. Then, he forcefully slammed his fist downward along the veins of Jing Chen's palm. The purple light continued to blaze brightly, and Qiao Chengyong's attempt to break free from Jing Chen's grip created ripples like those formed when a stone hits the water, radiating out in a cascade of colorful waves. Buffeted by the shockwave, Qiao Chengyong stumbled backward several steps, leaving a long, deep indentation in the ground. "Impressive, indeed. I never thought I'd have to use eight-tenths of my strength against someone like you." Qiao Chengyong planted his feet firmly on the ground to stop his backward momentum, then, leaning forward with all his might, he unleashed a torrent of lightning bolts from his body. The lightning coalesced in mid-air, forming the shape of a dragon's head that seemed to roar loudly at Jing Chen before charging straight at him. Jing Chen, however, remained unperturbed. He spread his hands open and then quickly drew them back, gathering the purple mist and radiance
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