The power of thunder was violent and paramount. It was too fierce to resist. The person controlling thunder usually would take advantage of this characteristic of thunder to attack and kill enemies without scruple.
Yao Yuntong did the opposite. By weaving the thunder into a silk thread, she made the impossible possible.
Jiang Chen shouted and threw his fist, using the dragon power in his body. The fist power pierced through the void, strong enough to destroy an entire mountain.
Yao Yuntong showed a scornful smile, as if she was watching a man courting death.
Pah!
When the fist had made contact with the thunder, no striking noise could be heard. It threw Jiang Chen's arm back, just like what happened when people received an electric shock.
"What the hell!"
However, it was Yao Yuntong who was shocked. Jiang Chen was fine except for a little concussion. This was far from what she had expected.