บท 175: Public Enemy

"Ba-bastard!"

Jiang Yong spat out mouthfuls of blood. The power contained in the blood of a Senior Magus was as great as the power of the dragon kind. At the moment, all tens of thousands of apprentices had heard the loud swooshing sound coming from Jiang Yong's body, which was the sound made by his blood when gushing fleetingly in his blood vessels.

Ji Hao's fist had punched into Jiang Yong's entire face and deeply hollowed his face. However, while Jiang Yong was cursing loudly, the hollowed wound on his face had quickly cured by itself, and his face had completely recovered within only the span of two breaths.

Jang Yong pressed his hands against the ground and suddenly leaped high into the air, over a hundred zhang high from the ground, just like a grasshopper; his eyes filled with anger. He then stretched his arms and left a sharp arc beam of light in the air, darting towards Ji Hao from the air.