Pfft!!
Blood sprayed from Nesseran's mouth, nose, and eyes.
Like a broken doll, he was held aloft by Lu Sheng with one hand gripping his hair.
Whoosh. Whoosh. His enormous Flesh Wings flapped slowly as Lu Sheng rose into the air, then drifted back to the lakeshore and landed lightly.
"How could you have become this much stronger?!?" Nesseran struggled, unable to believe it.
"This is my true strength. Last time, I was merely dealing with you casually," Lu Sheng said blandly.
"I didn't want my strength exposed before everyone's eyes."
"You!" Nesseran opened his mouth unwillingly. "Chip..."
"What weakness." Lu Sheng had never expected that the formidable opponent who had once been evenly matched with him would now have become so utterly vulnerable.
Had Lu Sheng improved too quickly, was his talent too exceptional, or had the other man progressed too slowly? He had no way of knowing.
That feeling of how things had changed and people were no longer the same made him sigh inwardly.
"Do you know why you lost?" He casually tossed Nesseran onto the ground.
"Because you didn't work hard enough. When I was cultivating, you were playing.
"When I was working hard, you were playing.
"When I was racking my brains in deep contemplation, you were still playing!"
Raising his right fist, Lu Sheng no longer looked at Nesseran's pleading face and smashed his fist down viciously.
Bang!!
The ground exploded, sending rocks and dirt flying.
Nesseran suddenly let out a shriek. His lower body went warm—he had actually wet himself. Shame and fury surged through him at once, and his eyes rolled back as he fainted on the spot.
Withdrawing his fist, Lu Sheng picked up the unconscious Nesseran and turned to leave.
The artificial lake had originally possessed clear water and pleasant