The Black Hawk King was too powerful.
A single encounter was all it took for Jiang Chen to be left wounded. This was enough to demonstrate the Black Hawk King's strength, yet Jiang Chen felt no fear—instead, he felt a flicker of joy.
A bloody gash appeared on his shoulder, and his chest was a mangled mess of flesh. Though pain radiated throughout his entire body, he bared his teeth in a grin.
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