Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

Chapter 930 - 470_2

Even if I can’t smash him into dust with one punch, I can still open a blood-curdling hole in him!

Chen Hongye’s pupils slightly contracted, clearly intimidated by Fang Cheng’s words, yet he stubbornly questioned:

"Wasn’t that move just now your trump card?"

"Do you think I’m some naive rookie, easy to fool? This level of attack, even for most S-Class power users, is hard to perform a second time in a short span."

"Trump card?"

Fang Cheng’s tone carried a hint of amusement:

"No, that was just my normal punch."

He met Chen Hongye’s suspicious gaze calmly and said:

"Next, you’ll have the real chance to see my killer serious punch."

Chen Hongye reacted by instinctively drawing a cold breath.

Once more examining Fang Cheng, seeming as if he wanted to see through this young man completely.

"Are you truly a Body Enhancer? Not a Spiritual Ability User?"

"Who told you I was a Spiritual Ability User?"

Fang Cheng coolly retorted.

Chen Hongye was tongue-tied.

He couldn’t possibly admit that he was misled from eavesdropping with evil techniques, right?

That would be shooting himself in the foot.

Fang Cheng with sharp eyes watched Chen Hongye.

He knew very well that to make such meticulous characters listen,

the most effective method is to showcase absolute power capable of crushing them completely.

Currently, using this punch’s lingering might to intimidate him, forcing him to divulge secrets regarding his father from years ago, is undoubtedly the best choice.

However, Chen Hongye, after all, is a centuries-old monster, and after a brief shock, his eyes once again regained some composure.

"Haha..."

Suddenly, he let out a chilly laugh, resembling a crow cawing on a cold night.

"Young man, just loves to boast without backing."

"If not for being awakened prematurely and not fully merging with Chen Family’s bloodline abilities, it wouldn’t be so easy for you to break my defense with mere punches."

"Moreover, even if you use your trump card and ruin this body of mine, what then?"

Chen Hongye braced himself, trying to maintain what little dignity was left.

"The flesh is merely a vessel to cross the world; destroy one, and I can simply wait a few years, or decades, to find another one amidst the crowd."

"For me, the loss is... merely some time, that’s all."

"But you, the son of Fang Shijie? You better think clearly."

He paused, then shifted his tone, his scarlet eyes flickering with cunning glints that seemed to see through a person’s heart.

"Today, if you scatter the soul bound to this body with one punch, I can simply vanish and seek another place."

"From then on, the sky’s the limit, and you’ll never find a trace of me again."

He grinned, displaying a chilling smile, speaking softly:

"And the secret of your father’s death... will forever sink, never to see daylight again!"

The implication remarkably disregarded the survival of this body, instead using the so-called "truth" as an amulet to counter Fang Cheng’s attack.

Fang Cheng listened, silent for several seconds.

Then slowly nodded, seemingly unsurprised by this answer.

"Since you don’t care about this body, I’ll offer you a better choice."

Fang Cheng withdrew his murderous intent, calmly making an offer:

"As long as you reveal the whole truth regarding my father’s case, I can voluntarily abandon this mission, letting you go."

"You can fully continue using this body, doing whatever you wish, regardless of what happens next, we will not interfere."

Upon hearing this, within Chen Hongye’s scarlet eyes, a visible trace of temptation flashed, seemingly weighing pros and cons.

Nearby, upon hearing this, Chen Xu’an’s face changed drastically, disregarding his fear, hurriedly shouted:

"Mr. Bai, don’t believe this monster’s lies; he’s stalling, we..."

"Noisy!"

Before finishing, Chen Hongye glared fiercely.

"You ought not interrupt when elders are speaking!"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Xu’an felt an invisible force collide violently with his chest, his throat tasted sweet.

He was so shocked by the sharp rebuke that his blood surged, unable to utter another word.

Instantly, the scene plunged into silence again.

Pan Wendi and Bai Ling nervously looked at Fang Cheng’s back.

Lin Chuqiao furrowed her delicate brows, seemingly calmly analyzing the situation at hand.

Fang Cheng’s gaze never left Chen Hongye.

Behind the calm gaze was rapid thinking.

His awareness of his punch’s might was clear.

Considering the terrifying chest wounds on Chen Hongye, should it be any normal person, not to mention an S-Class power user, they’d already be a cold corpse.

However, the opponent merely looked wretched, yet could still converse with him here, even had the capacity to launch attacks, injuring people from afar.

This surely involves the peculiarity of Chen Hongye’s bloodline abilities.

His body’s defensive power is inherently strong, normal attacks hardly break through.

Moreover, the strange red spells wrapped around his body are also working in unusual ways.

Fang Cheng sensed them continuously repairing Chen Hongye’s injuries.

Although the speed was slow, it was extremely effective.

And the most crucial point, Fang Cheng understood the opponent wasn’t a living person, merely a wandering spirit possessing an empty shell.

Even if he exerted himself to destroy this shell, it might not have any substantive effect.