CHAPTER 1112: CHAPTER 1112: LET ME SHOW YOU THE MEANING OF AWE!

Boom!

Xiao Zheng casually waved his hand, and a gigantic golden palm materialized in the void, slamming Zheng Shenyou into the ground.

Hong Wuxing, who was still kneeling, gasped, eyes filled with shock, frozen in place with no idea how to react.

Hong Sanquan was in a similar state. He stared blankly at the scene before him, his mind a blank, as if witnessing a mythical event.

"Ah..."

At that moment, an angry roar came from beneath the ground. Zheng Shenyou leaped up, eyes emitting a dangerous glare, locking onto Xiao Zheng.

"Who are you?"

Zheng Shenyou shouted fiercely.

This young man before him was terrifying beyond words. Despite appearing to be in his twenties, he could conjure a Gang Qi palm out of thin air.

Such a realm he had only seen with his master; it was beyond the reach of a Grandmaster, it was... the Martial Saint!

Xiao Zheng said coldly, "You’re not worthy of knowing my name."

Zheng Shenyou chuckled darkly, eyes flashing with madness, then suddenly turned and rushed at the Hong Sanquan father and son.

"Ah..."

The Hong Sanquan father and son cried out in alarm, sensing a murderous intent that made their hearts race, pressing in like a torrent.

Zheng Shenyou knew he was no match for the man before him, so he decided to kill the two no matter the cost.

Xiao Zheng’s expression was indifferent. Even if the opponent was a strong Grandmaster, how could he kill under his watch?

Xiao Zheng gently opened his mouth, uttering a soft command.

"Fall!"

Boom!

The sound struck Zheng Shenyou’s ears like thunder. He was horrified to find that the Gang Qi within him was in chaos, stirring a violent turbulence.

In this state, he had no control over his body and collapsed to the ground with a thud, unable to move.

Only then did his ears begin to buzz, his head spinning, feeling as if the world was turning upside down.

Blood flowed from his eyes, nose, and mouth, making Zheng Shenyou look like an Evil Ghost at that moment.

Hong Sanquan and Hong Wuxing looked at Xiao Zheng as if they’d seen a ghost. A single word had brought the mighty Zheng Youshen to the ground. How strong was this Xiao Zheng?

What kind of monster was this?

In that moment, the two were filled with boundless joy. With Xiao Zheng’s presence, they could finally resolve this crisis!

However, they quickly felt uneasy and endlessly regretful, remembering how they had believed Xiao Zheng to be a charlatan and treated him so coldly.

If ever there were a mistake in judgment, this was it!

Their emotions were so complicated it was beyond words.

Meanwhile, Xiao Zheng sat back down, as if Zheng Shenyou wasn’t worth stepping towards. Seated in his chair, he looked down at Zheng Shenyou on the ground with a contemptuous gaze.

Xiao Zheng said faintly, "Daring to make a move in front of me, do you realize what an offense that is to me?"

Xiao Zheng’s words carried meaning.

In the martial arts world, there were unwritten rules, one of which was to show respect to the strong.

He had already displayed his power at the Martial Saint Realm, yet Zheng Shenyou ignored it and attempted to kill the Hong Sanquan father and son, undoubtedly offending his authority.

With such behavior, even if Xiao Zheng killed him, the other’s clan couldn’t justify seeking revenge.

Flat on the ground, Zheng Shenyou felt his Gang Qi in complete chaos, beyond control. He sneered, "My life’s greatest goal is to kill them for revenge; even a Martial Saint can’t stop me."

Saying this, Zheng Shenyou suddenly screamed, leaping up and fleeing outside, shouting fiercely, "You can protect them for now, but not forever!"

Xiao Zheng frowned.

Zheng Shenyou really didn’t take him seriously.

Still dared to escape?

Xiao Zheng snorted coldly, pressing another palm towards Zheng Shenyou from afar. With a rumble, the golden palm appeared again, slamming Zheng Shenyou to the ground.

"Seems I need to teach you what reverence means." Xiao Zheng said coldly.

His hand clenched suddenly.

Boom!

The golden palm hanging in the air immediately gripped Zheng Shenyou, pulling him before Xiao Zheng.

At this point, Zheng Shenyou was already battered, his eyes filled with fear.

"Wha... what are you going to do?"

Xiao Zheng’s expression was very calm, as if narrating something irrelevant to him, "Just a small punishment."

Fear surged through Zheng Shenyou’s heart. A Martial Saint’s punishment was unimaginable just thinking about it.

He gritted his teeth, "Do you know who’s behind me? If you go too far, you won’t fare well either."

Xiao Zheng laughed, "Zheng Shenyou, you really are bold, first running away from me, now threatening me."

Suddenly cold from head to toe, Zheng Shenyou realized he’d made a grave mistake.

Xiao Zheng had no interest in exchanging words with him. With a thought, the giant golden palm burst into thousands of golden shards, embedding them into Zheng Shenyou’s body.

"Ah..."

Zheng Shenyou let out a miserable scream.

Those thousands of golden shards pierced his skin like golden daggers, invading his meridians and tearing them apart, leaving his entire meridian system shattered.

For a Martial Artist, the meridians are among the most vital parts. If destroyed, it’s tantamount to being crippled.

Xiao Zheng gently touched his Dantian.

Shoot!

A stream of golden Gang Qi shot out, entering his Dantian, pulverizing Zheng Shenyou’s Gang Yuan.

This time, Zheng Shenyou had no hope of recovery.

"Ah..."

His desperate scream was like a dying dog as he lay on the ground.

Hong Sanquan and Hong Wuxing trembled at this scene, Xiao Zheng was terrifying beyond belief, his methods almost divine.

So this was the world of Martial Artists, undoubtedly, Xiao Zheng stood at the pinnacle!