Chapter 1205: Chapter 1205

Fan Sanlei had no time to think and immediately flashed backward, retreating swiftly, his feet heavily thudding on the ground.

He intended to channel the immense fear-inducing force into the floor beneath him, but he didn’t expect this force to be so powerful that his body slammed into the wall behind him before coming to a halt.

The force made Fan Sanlei feel a ripping pain, as if his entire skeletal structure was about to shatter.

He looked up apprehensively in Xiao Zheng’s direction, only to see the Xiao Zheng, who was just dodging his attacks with quick jumps and evasions, now standing in the center of the floor, a fist raised in his direction.

The two had just exchanged a straightforward, hard punch, yet Fan Sanlei ended up in such a state while Xiao Zheng seemed completely unharmed—this was the huge disparity in strength.

Anyone with clear eyes could see the vast difference in power between Xiao Zheng and Fan Sanlei.

Initially, Xiao Zheng was merely toying with him, but now that Xiao Zheng was taking it seriously, Fan Sanlei couldn’t even compare.

However, in Fan Sanlei’s heart, he refused to accept it. He couldn’t believe that such a young guy could surpass his lifetime of cultivation.

Despite feeling like all his bones were coming apart and the intense pain attacking his nerves, Fan Sanlei had no time to hesitate. He shouted loudly, gathered a breath of True Qi, and suddenly surged from the wall, charging toward Xiao Zheng once again.

Xiao Zheng stood still, coldly looking in Fan Sanlei’s direction, still not dodging, waiting for Fan Sanlei to come over.

Although Fan Sanlei was indeed impulsive this time, he wasn’t a fool. He could still sense Xiao Zheng’s formidable power.

This time, Fan Sanlei truly used all his strength, even overachieving.

Simultaneously, Fan Sanlei’s spiritual power was highly concentrated, seeing all of Xiao Zheng’s movements with his eyes.

As long as he detected any slight movement, Fan Sanlei could immediately react. At this moment, Fan Sanlei was fully engaged in confronting Xiao Zheng, no longer underestimating him.

Yet, Xiao Zheng remained in place, showing little interest in even looking towards Fan Sanlei’s direction, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if about to fall asleep. This dismissive attitude further fueled the anger in Fan Sanlei’s heart.

"Damn kid, today I’m going to show you!" Fan Sanlei’s expression was somewhat ferocious, he shouted loudly, accelerated again, and almost instantly appeared in front of Xiao Zheng, throwing both fists directly at Xiao Zheng’s head.

Last time, his attack target was Xiao Zheng’s chest, but this time, it shifted directly to Xiao Zheng’s head, known to be a person’s weak spot.

Even for a cultivator, the head is definitely a weak point. If a cultivator at the same level is hit in the head with a heavy punch, no matter how strong the body’s durability, it might lead to instant death.

It seems that Fan Sanlei was now somewhat afraid. Xiao Zheng’s performance and strength left him feeling a bit eerie, so he now planned to directly take Xiao Zheng’s life at any opportunity.

Of course, Xiao Zheng sensed Fan Sanlei’s intention, but still felt indifferent in his heart. He stood there and smirked at the moment Fan Sanlei was about to reach him, slightly sidestepping to narrowly avoid Fan Sanlei’s attack.

Fan Sanlei’s expression slightly changed, though Xiao Zheng’s move was not fast and the movement was small, yet he dodged his attack by a hair.

If it were not coincidental, achieving such a move was something beyond Fan Sanlei’s capability.

To do such a move, it requires considering the opponent’s strength, speed, and a series of detailed factors, calculating with precision.

Fan Sanlei felt amazed in his heart; could this seemingly young fellow really possess such dreadful power?

There was no time to contemplate. Upon realizing his attack missed, Fan Sanlei didn’t panic. He followed up with another punch, a prepared strategy.

This was also a combo move he frequently used; if the previous attack was interrupted or dodged, his ensuing flesh-and-blood storm of attacks wouldn’t cease.

Many people, after dodging Fan Sanlei’s attack, would lower their guard, only to suffer from the follow-up.

But this move clearly had no effect on Xiao Zheng. After dodging Fan Sanlei’s strike, Xiao Zheng already anticipated the next attack. He laughed softly and swiftly stretched out a leg, kicking Fan Sanlei hard in the chest.

Fan Sanlei felt a dark shadow flash before his eyes, a strong unease rising in his heart. Instinctively, as a cultivator, he decided to abort his attack and retreat.

But by now, it was too late. Just as he had the thought, intense pain erupted from his chest.

A terrifying force struck directly on his chest, making Fan Sanlei feel as if his body had collided with a charging rhinoceros, sending him flying backward.

This kick had much greater power than the previous punch, and hit directly on Fan Sanlei’s chest, nearly causing his heart to shatter from the force.

His body slammed heavily against a table behind him, shattering the solid wood table.

Even then, Fan Sanlei’s body didn’t stop and crashed into the wall behind him, creating a large hole in the wooden wall as his body became deeply embedded in it.

Only then did Xiao Zheng slowly lower his foot, chuckling as he said, "I take back what I said before, in my eyes you’re not even as good as trash."

Fan Sanlei opened his mouth to speak, but his throat tasted of sweetness, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, his face rapidly growing listless.

Feeling a bit hopeless, fear gradually rose in his heart. How could this young man in front of him possess such terrifying power, and what kind of backing did he actually have?

As a cultivator, and a powerful one at that, Fan Sanlei naturally had different thoughts than ordinary people.