Blood gushed violently from the severed stump of his left shoulder. Zheng Yuancheng immediately sealed his acupoints, slowing the bleeding to a halt.
Staring at his entire severed left arm on the ground and feeling the excruciating pain radiating from his shoulder, Zheng Yuancheng clenched his teeth tightly, creating a grinding sound in his mouth. He could hardly believe he had suffered such a crippling setback in this encounter.
The agony of losing his entire left arm plunged Zheng Yuancheng into a frenzy. His face contorted with rage, veins bulging grotesquely on his forehead, as he hissed through gritted teeth, "You wretched brat, you dare cripple my left arm? I'll take all four of your limbs as compensation."
Ye Chenfeng found Zheng Yuancheng's words laughable and calmly replied, "Cruel? Weren't you the one trying to kill me just moments ago? Do you expect me to stand still and let you do it? Clearly, there's something wrong with your head."
