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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 312

“Sneaking an attack?”

Jayden saw Caspian grinning at him.

Even though his face was all smiles, Caspian’s eyes were covered with a layer of frost.

Then, Caspian suddenly stretched out his arms and in a blink he moved with an insane speed, he grabbed both of Jayden’s fingers, folding and pulling them.

Soon, a cracking sound was heard.

Jayden’s right index and middle fingers were directly broken and pulled out from his palm.

In a flash, blood gushed everywhere.

Jayden was first dumbfounded.

The next second, the immense paint spread from his wounds, and he stared at his right hand in disbelief.

His heart beat so violently that it almost crashed his sternum.

Then, he felt a strong air current rushing toward him.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding air seemed to turn into a vacuum.

When Jayden raised his head, he let out a silent scream, and he saw a fist getting larger in his sight as if it were a meteorite wanting to blast him into pieces.

“I’m going to die!” Jayden was wholly disheartened, and his blood seemed to have frozen.

Then, however, Jayden suddenly felt something pulling him hard by the back of his waist, and he immediately backward like a cannonball.

Almost at the same time, Caspian struck with his punch.

“Eight-Shadowed Fists!”

Boom!

A deafening roar came from where Jayden stood.

Soon, the entire air exploded, causing billowing air currents to form into visible tides, sweeping across the surroundings and violently shaking the area.

Jayden fell beside Stanley’s feet, and he stared wide-eyed at the scene, feeling his scalp go numb and his cheeks tingling in pain.

At that moment, Jayden was frightened to the core.

If Caspian managed to strike him just now, would his head not be blown into pieces?

At the thought of that, Jayden was shocked and angry.

Caspian kept away his fist and frowned at the person in a black cloak standing behind Jayden.

When Caspian aimed his punch at Jayden, he saw the man in the black cloak abruptly swing his sleeve, and a long chain was tossed out.

Next, a hook on the front of the chain grabbed Jayden’s waist and pulled him back, saving his life.

Otherwise, Jayden’s brain fluid might already be splattered on the ground.

Caspian immediately made a judgment and thought, ‘This person could instantly save Jayden when I attacked him.

He must be much stronger than the rest!’

Omar and the rest also looked at the man in a black cloak with an unprecedented solemnity.

Although it happened in a flash, everyone could tell that the person was much stronger than Jayden.

Moreover, if Jayden was already the top among the apprentices in Ninth Sacred Sect, who was the person!

Then, Jayden took out a precious pill and swallowed it.

As he covered his wounds, he stood and stared at Caspian with a bitter expression.

“Brat, you’re dead!”

“How dare you eat my precious medicine?! You’re done, and no one can save you now!” Caspian replied as he glared at him.

“Your precious medicine?” Jayden was dumbfounded, but he quickly understood what Caspian said.

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