Zhang Zongxing seemed willing to follow Xiao Zheng's order to commit suicide, but in that final moment, he suddenly turned on him, launching a stealth attack with a fiery red palm thrusting towards Xiao Zheng's chest.
Yet Xiao Zheng appeared utterly bored, as if watching a child play a game, casually reaching out to snatch the fiery red palm out of the air with lightning speed.
"Before absolute power, you stand no chance, the gap between the strong and the weak is not something you can fathom," Xiao Zheng declared resolutely!
Then he grasped Zhang Zongxing's palm and gave a light shake!
Pop!
Immediately, a violent force like a tsunami surged from Xiao Zheng's hand, spiraling crazily as it whirled.
"Ah!"
Zhang Zongxing let out a scream, sharp and agonized, and then one could see his arm beginning to twist insanely under the enveloping spiral force, as if someone was furiously wringing it like a rope.
Splatter, splatter, splatter...
