Chapter 2224: You’ve beaten enough, it’s my turn

However, what they didn't notice was.

Although Ning Chen only suffered the attack unilaterally, he was not injured at all.

In fact, he was just using this method to evaluate Sylvester's strength.

"Sure enough, this guy's strength is better than Anil's, but he's still far behind me."

Ning Chen could feel that Sylvester was indeed very strong. Without him, he could definitely crush everyone in the palace.

It's just a pity that I am here.

When Ning Chen was being beaten, everyone in the royal family watched nervously, sweating in their hearts.

"This guy is too weak. He only knows how to get beaten. How can he save us?" Helen huddled in the corner, complaining dissatisfiedly.

Charlie turned his head and glared at her: "Stop talking nonsense, sit down and don't interrupt!"

Wright had obviously been captured by Ning Chen before, so why did he and Old Wright walk in from outside the palace again?

Thinking with his toes, he could guess that Helen used her identity as a princess to secretly take Wright away.

Seeing that Helen still dared to complain, I felt very angry!

Victoria clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest, her eyes full of worry: "Ning Chen... you must win. You are Ning Xuanyuan's grandson. You will definitely not lose to such a person, right?"

Isabella's face was full of despair and she murmured: "It's over, it's over... We are dead, this guy doesn't even have the ability to fight back."

Borrell moved his body with difficulty, came to Anil's side, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Do you think it can be done? Your senior brother seems to be much better than you."

Anil half leaned against the wall and said feebly: "I don't know either... Senior brother and senior Ning didn't use their full strength to deal with me, so I can't comment."

"Then..." Borrell glanced at Ning Chen, who was being beaten all the time, and sighed, "I'm afraid the royal family... ends here."

Just when everyone was about to completely despair, a dull voice suddenly came out.

"You've beaten enough, now it's my turn."

Sylvester, who was about to punch, was slightly startled when he saw Ning Chen, who had been lowering his head to receive the beating, now raised his head.

There was no trace of panic on his face, and a pair of dark eyes stared at him calmly.

Only then did Sylvester realize that the many punches he had just thrown did not seem to leave the slightest trace on Ning Chen's body.

"What the hell, what is this kid's body made of? He doesn't have any injuries at all?!"

His heart suddenly tightened, and he realized that Ning Chen's strength might not be that simple.

"Boy, don't be complacent, now is the time for me to really do my best!"

Sylvester took a step back, and the fighting energy around him suddenly shrank rapidly, all converging on his right fist, forming a golden glove.

"Golden Flame Holy Fist!"

He yelled loudly and suddenly swung his right fist towards Ning Chen.

The lightning-fast speed even brought up extremely strong winds, which could make people's faces hurt.

Facing Sylvester's full blow, Ning Chen also took a stance, with his fists closed at his waist, and the whirlpool of spiritual energy in his body swirled wildly.

Streams of spiritual power surged out along the eight extraordinary meridians, converging on the right fist to form a spiritual power glove.

"Then let's see whether your fist is stronger or mine is better!"
Chapter completed!