"Are you a lunatic?" Feng Cheng panted, his body twitching uncontrollably from the pain coursing through him. He stared at Xu Hao with bloodshot eyes.
Feng Cheng's strength was far greater than Xu Hao's. In a direct confrontation, Xu Hao wouldn't have lasted a single exchange. But Xu Hao had immediately resorted to a reckless tactic of trading injury for injury, like a common brawler. It left Feng Cheng completely frustrated; he hadn't been able to unleash his true power at all before being beaten into such a pathetic state.
HUFF... HUFF... Xu Hao gasped for breath, his body wracked with spasms. Feng Cheng was stronger than him, so his attacks were naturally more powerful. It took two of Xu Hao's strikes to equal the force of a single one from Feng Cheng. Trading blows like this, Xu Hao had naturally sustained far more damage.
