CHAPTER 1110: CHAPTER 1110: DEFEATING THE ENEMY WITH ONE MOVE!

Buzz buzz!

Ying Jiateng’s fingers were trembling at a high frequency, even causing gusts of airflow in the air, which was extremely terrifying.

Swish!

His body moved like lightning, suddenly appearing in front of Zheng Shenyou, then reaching out with his finger to stab at his throat.

Zheng Shenyou showed a hint of surprise on his face and smiled, "This move of yours is quite interesting, and quite strong."

He spoke leisurely, but when Ying Jiateng’s finger stabbed over, he swiftly sidestepped, evading the attack.

His speed was too fast, like lightning, disappearing in an instant before Ying Jiateng.

Ying Jiateng was shocked, but by then it was too late to stop, and under the effect of inertia, his body continued to rush forward.

Bang!

His finger easily pierced a massive column, and as his finger vibrated rapidly, it made the entire giant pillar shake and emit a deafening rumble.

Boom!

With an earth-shattering sound, the huge column designed to support the hall suddenly shattered, sending splinters flying everywhere.

"Hiss..."

Hong Wuxing and Hong Sanquan gasped in shock. This was terrifying, a single finger shattered a giant pillar.

Immediately, they gained a clearer understanding of Ying Jiateng’s strength, and their internal worries diminished slightly.

"Hmph, Zheng Shenyou seems powerful, but Ying Jiateng isn’t weak either. If that finger had landed on him, he would probably be dead by now," Hong Wuxing thought to himself.

The expression on his face showed excitement, clearly satisfied with the expert he had invited.

Thinking of this, Hong Wuxing glanced at Xiao Zheng beside him and couldn’t help but frown, feeling very dissatisfied.

Since Zheng Shenyou’s arrival, Xiao Zheng hadn’t said a word, just sitting there indifferently without any hint of response.

In Hong Wuxing’s view, Zheng Shenyou’s terrifying entrance probably scared this young man into silence, rendering him speechless.

This added a hint of contempt to his gaze towards Xiao Zheng. Weak skills were one thing, but cowardice and timidity were truly despicable.

"Hehehe..." At this moment, Zheng Shenyou’s laughter echoed through the hall like that of an Evil Ghost once more.

"Ying Jiateng, your skills are quite impressive," he said with a light smile.

At this point, after shattering the giant pillar, Ying Jiateng spun around abruptly, scanning the surroundings with caution and a gravely serious expression.

Seeing Zheng Shenyou standing not far ahead, he took a deep breath and said coldly, "Your speed isn’t slow either."

"Heh, you’re afraid," Zheng Shenyou leisurely replied.

Ying Jiateng sneered, "Afraid of you? You don’t even have the guts to take me on directly!"

Although he said this, deep down, Ying Jiateng knew he was indeed fearful.

Among all martial arts, nothing surpasses speed. Zheng Shenyou’s speed was too fast!

If Zheng Shenyou, instead of standing to the side, had chosen to counterattack directly after evading, Ying Jiateng might already be lying on the ground.

"Damn it, I didn’t expect to encounter such a freak here, one who walks on air and moves like a phantom!"

Ying Jiateng felt deeply frustrated.

Being a well-known expert in the Martial Arts World, he was unwilling to flee so easily.

"Heh, since you’re not afraid, why not taste my attack?" Zheng Shenyou continued with a relaxed smile, similar to a cat toying with a mouse.

Zheng Shenyou’s aim was to let Hong Sanquan and the others feel the taste of despair and fear.

The best way was undoubtedly to torment to death the person they had placed significant confidence in right before them.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Shenyou’s face grew cold, and with a bang, he disappeared from his original spot, leaving only a wisp of dust.

"Not good!"

Ying Jiateng’s hair stood on end, sensing a terrifying aura rapidly approaching him.

This was undoubtedly a dreadful force capable of killing him!

Ying Jiateng shouted, unleashing Gang Qi all around his body, forming the most formidable defense.

He himself remained on high alert.

Suddenly, his ear twitched, hearing a subtle wind sound on his right, and without hesitation, he threw a punch in that direction.

"Heh."

Only a cold laugh echoed in the void.

Then, Zheng Shenyou’s form turned from a shadow into reality, extending a single finger, gently tapping Ying Jiateng’s arm.

"Ah..."

A miserable scream resounded throughout the hall, as a blood hole appeared on Ying Jiateng’s arm, blood gushing forth.

Gang Qi also surged inside, violently tearing apart the flesh bit by bit, until the entire piece of flesh fell away.

Then the bones kept breaking.

The entire arm fell, crashing to the ground.

Swish!

Zheng Shenyou’s body flashed back to its original position.

Thus, the hall was filled only with Ying Jiateng’s fear-filled screams.

In disbelief, he stared at his severed arm on the ground, unable to fathom that his opponent was so strong that he had no power to resist!

Meanwhile, Hong Sanquan and Hong Wuxing stood completely frozen, like stone statues, mouths agape and speechless.

This... was this fake?

Ying Jiateng, such a legendary expert, had his arm severed by a single finger of Zheng Shenyou!

Instantly, a chill enveloped their entire bodies, leaving them in icy fear.

Despair flashed in their eyes.

If their greatest reliance, Ying Jiateng, was so helpless, what could possibly withstand the terrifying Zheng Shenyou?

"Ah..."

Ying Jiateng continued to scream miserably.

Zheng Shenyou smiled indifferently, "Ying Jiateng, do you now realize the... gap between us?" He awaited Ying Jiateng’s current expression with interest.

Ying Jiateng’s face twisted with fear, unable to respond to Zheng Shenyou’s question, and turned to flee.

Fled.

Seeing this sudden turn of events, Hong Sanquan and Hong Wuxing exchanged glances, feeling even more chilled to the bone – clearly, Ying Jiateng wasn’t a reliable person at all!