Chapter Thirty-Eight: Hidden Pain!
"Surprised, right, that's right, not only will the winner of this contest be me!, even the star of Daqin will only shine with the light of Lone!"
The prince saw that King Jing was in a trance as he expected, and he was secretly proud in his heart. I didn't want to miss the opportunity, and the roof of the "Imperial Palace" under my feet was like an arrow rushing to the tall building opposite
The person on the tall building, to be exact
When the prince was in the air, he was surrounded by a bone-chilling blue light, and the whole person smashed into the opposite side like a snowball rolling down from an iceberg!
When he was very close to King Jing, he bent his right leg up and slammed his knee into King Jing's head!
King Jing was in a trance, he didn't expect the prince to be so ruthless! he hurriedly came back to his senses and turned his gaze, but at this time he couldn't dodge, so he could only cross his arms above his head and resist the prince's fierce knee!
There was a huge pain in the back of the arm, and there was a crisp sound of "rattling" from the hand bones inside! Even the chest was affected by the residual strength, and it hurt slightly.
But he still endured the pain, and saw the prince's body standing diagonally in the air, and at this time, the lower plate had revealed a flaw. With a sharp bend of his wrist, he cut the "fire tassel gun" in a semicircle, and the gun slashed at the prince's calf!
Although this blow was not too strong due to the inertia of the body. But the prince naturally knew the sharpness of the "fire tassel gun", and he didn't dare to rub its edge, so he had to turn his back to the ground and step on the wall of the hundred-zhang tall building with his heel as a toe to avoid the gun!
Who knew that King Jing wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, his chest was on the ground, and he kept stabbing at the prince with a "fire tassel spear" in his hand.
However, the crown prince was not unflustered, and while holding a fan to constantly block the tip of the spear, he said mockingly: "Third Emperor Brother, how do you feel weak! Could it be that he is also infected with the plague!"
When King Jing heard the prince say such vicious words, his eyes were red and his heart was ruthless! His legs exerted force, and he kept chasing after the prince at the speed of a gambler who was about to lose out at the gambling table!
But this force, as the crotch continued to rub the "egg balls", I really can't think of how to describe the two egg balls unique to men!, the stinging sensation has become more and more painful!
How to describe this pain?
This kind of pain even made King Jing's face, which had always been quite deep in the city and moody, become a little distorted
Everyone on the viewing platform couldn't see it really, and only the crown prince caught the subtle facial distortion on King Jing's face. Seeing that he was secretly happy in his heart: "The bottle of plaster of the queen mother really worked!"
"Then, let me be the primer for that bottle of medicine!"
When the two of them chased and retreated to the waist of the high-rise building, the prince kicked down the wall with his right foot, and his body swam into the sea like a fish!
"This fish" is so annoying, so annoying that King Jing can't be as patient as a "fisherman". King Jing also kicked the wall with his right foot, ignoring the hidden pain of the cross, his footsteps connected the void and chased the prince!
And the prince turned his head to see King Jing chasing after him, and said with joy in his heart:
"Chase, chase, the more you chase, the greater the spread of the drug!"
Thinking in his heart, he waved the feather fan in his hand lightly, and the door of the "Imperial Palace" covered with wind and snow opened with the movement of the feather fan!
And the palace gate suddenly came out of the cold wind, and it was actually trying to suck King Jing in.
King Jing was sucked by this strange wind, his body was like a fallen leaf uncontrollably about to be absorbed into the "palace", he didn't want to enter the prince's magic circle, his eyebrows were furrowed, his nose was up, his mouth was open up and down, and his arm was fierce, and he stabbed the tip of the "fire tassel gun" into the upper beam of the palace gate to stop the strange wind from sucking him in!
But the prince grabbed his ankle coldly and pulled him into the "palace"
And that's not all!
The prince slammed his arm half a circle again, just like throwing a "shot put" There was no shot put in ancient times, here is for the reader to better think of the picture!
King Jing was swept out, and his back smashed the Huazhu on the "Palace Road".
How to describe the power of this blow?
The Huazhu behind him actually cracked out one after another! King Jing couldn't help coughing, and spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth!
But the prince didn't pity him, and pressed the fan bone, and more than a dozen sharp edges came out of the tip of the fan. The prince chased after King Jing again, and stabbed King Jing in the eyes, but he wanted to blind King Jing's eyes!
Say that the time is fierce, then it is dangerous!
If it weren't for King Jing's five fingers in his left hand to grab the "dragon teeth" of the dragon carving on the Huazhu, he flew away and avoided this thorn! Although he had the magic circle of the "Golden Terrace", he would not be really blind, but at least he would have been defeated!
How to describe the power of this blow?
The pillar as thick as a locust tree was actually pierced by a fan!
Seeing that King Jing could still dodge, the prince jumped on the top of the broken pillar at lightning speed, and condescendingly slashed the tip of the fan like thunder at the pillar carving, stabbing at the top of King Jing's head!
"Thorn", King Jing's crimson hair ring [the kind of circle brought by the ancients, tied with hair!] was pierced off.
King Jing hurriedly withdrew his left palm, slapped the pillar, and flew into the air by inertia. When the hair ring fell to the ground and made a "Ding Chang" sound, his feet also touched a "temple top" in the "palace"! The force under his feet also crushed the tiles, making a "pop, pop, pop" sound!
The prince also put his right foot at the top of the column, and spread his arms like the wings of an eagle, and chased after King Jing, and when he flew, the feather fan was held horizontally like Mount Tai and pressed towards King Jing.
How else to describe the power of this blow?
The fan is like a hammer, King Jing is like a nail, and the "boom" smashes into the top of the palace, and the top of the palace is smashed out of a gap the size of the wellhead!
And King Jing happened to smash into a golden chair carved with countless heavenly dragons, and the golden chair was also "banged" and broken in half from the middle!
The pain in my crotch is even more painful!
Like a carp jumping into the sea, the prince jumped down from the gap the size of the well, and the fan pierced the top of King Jing's head as he had done on the pillar before.
King Jing hurriedly stood the "fire tassel spear" sideways with both hands, so as not to let himself be stabbed by the feather fan.
The prince had already expected it, turned around in the air, and kicked the body of the gun.
The tassel gun was kicked out!
He flipped the feather fan over and threw it out, and after the feather fan broke away from his hand, he drew a moon-shaped trajectory in the air and rowed towards King Jing.
At this time, King Jing's "fire tassel spear" left his body, and he had no blade in his hand, so he had to use his arm as a shield.
After all, it was flesh and blood, and a blood mark was drawn out by the feather fan!
Before King Jing could take care of the wound on his arm, the prince used the power of the stars and slapped it in the void, and his body turned in a circle in mid-air. The right hand grabbed King Jing's neck like an eagle's claw! and then pushed King Jing to the ground with a loud "bang"!
The winner is decided!
The prince condescendingly looked at King Jing, whose hair was scattered on the ground and covered with dust, his right arm was dripping blood, and his crotch was in pain!