Tu Xiao'an didn't want the Cat Spirit Haitang to lose her mind, because he still had questions for her.

He immediately looked at the Cat Spirit and said, "Calm down. I'm here. No one will take you away."

The Cat Spirit Haitang's fur remained on end; she didn't choose to trust Tu Xiao'an completely.

But Tu Xiao'an's words made the cold man beside Bai Chuyan lose his patience. A grim look appeared on his face, and his entire demeanor turned cold and sinister. He stared at him darkly and said, "No one can protect what the Bai Family wants. Who the hell do you think you are? You're courting death."

His mission was to take this Cat Spirit back. But if some ant insisted on seeking death, he didn't mind squashing it.

The moment he finished speaking, Ren Hailong shot toward Tu Xiao'an. His speed was incredible as he closed the distance, swift as a thunderbolt.

He was the personal guard of the Bai Family's Young Master. One must know that the Young Master Bai, Bai Junran, was a genius on the verge of breaking through to become one of the Rank Three Creatures.

To become the guard of such a genius, how could he not have some formidable strength of his own?

At this moment, he was using a Body Technique called the >. Its speed was phenomenal, like an illusion, covering the distance of ten steps in a single stride.

Fast. Too fast. Ren Hailong's speed was far greater than that of the world's fastest sprinter.

Tu Xiao'an's vision blurred. Without a second thought, he retreated at high speed. But to his surprise, Ren Hailong was like a ghost, appearing right in front of him, face-to-face.

"Tell me, how are you going to protect the Cat Spirit?" Ren Hailong demanded with a sneer, throwing a direct, straightforward punch.

The punch was too fast to be seen. Ren Hailong habitually pictured the scene of Tu Xiao'an flying backward, spitting blood mid-air.

「A breath later.」

Tu Xiao'an was even faster, suddenly appearing thirty feet away. His opponent was using Cultivation and Martial Arts—the advantage of human Martial Cultivators.

Having just retreated, Tu Xiao'an naturally caused the punch to miss. But there was no disappointment on Ren Hailong's face; instead, his smile widened.

BOOM...

Tu Xiao'an's chest suddenly jolted, and he stumbled back several steps.

'It looked like the punch missed, but did a formless power still hit me?'

'Striking from a distance?'

"Ding... Host's human form has sustained over sixty percent damage."

If the damage reached eighty percent, his human form would collapse, and he would revert to his snake body.

That single punch from his opponent had damaged Tu Xiao'an's human form by ten percent. It was a testament to its immense power. If an ordinary person had taken that hit, their entire body would have been shattered.

Huh?

'The kid didn't even spit blood? He just stumbled back a few steps?' Ren Hailong was slightly astonished.

'It's strange that someone with such a lean frame could take my punch head-on without coughing up blood.'

"Not bad. You're the first person to take one of my punches and come out unscathed."

He seemed to be praising Tu Xiao'an, but his praise was laced with contempt and disdain.

Tu Xiao'an frowned at Ren Hailong and quietly used Conscious Insight on him.

"Ding... Ren Hailong, Level 23, Power Awakener."

'A Power Awakener?'

'No wonder his strength is great enough to strike from a distance. He's no ordinary opponent.'

But Tu Xiao'an immediately smiled faintly and deliberately taunted him, "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too weak. I barely felt your punch."

"Haha..."

Hearing this, Ren Hailong reacted as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world, a chill glinting in his eyes. "I was afraid that if I used a little more power, I'd kill you."

"I'm begging you to kill me," Tu Xiao'an said with an indifferent shrug.

Ren Hailong's Killing Intent flared like a sudden gale. "Then I'll be happy to send you to your death."

Though they were thirty feet apart, Ren Hailong didn't move. He threw a punch through the air, and its power was terrifying.

The space between them immediately began to vibrate violently, as if it were about to shatter, sending out wide ripples of energy.

Tu Xiao'an's eyes narrowed, glowing brightly. He could see a formless, sandbag-sized fist hurtling through the air straight for his face.

It was another strike-from-a-distance technique. It seemed the punch his opponent threw couldn't possibly reach him, but it had already formed a massive, formless fist that was now upon him.

"Break!"

Tu Xiao'an sneered, and his bewitching eyes narrowed. A Formless wave of Consciousness Power spread out.

BOOM...

A sudden explosion rang out in mid-air. A wave of Qi swept outward, and the sandbag-sized fist vanished.

Ren Hailong's expression changed instantly. "Kid, I underestimated you."

Involuntarily, CRACKLE, Ren Hailong clenched his fists. His expression turned serious. This young man, it seemed, was no pushover.

「In a flash.」

He moved again, appearing before Tu Xiao'an in the blink of an eye.

"Kid, go to hell!" A cold light flashed in Ren Hailong's eyes. With a low shout, he raised his fist and smashed it toward Tu Xiao'an.

The fist moved with overwhelming force, creating sonic booms as it cut through the air, aimed straight for Tu Xiao'an's face. As expected of a Power Awakener; when one's power is great enough, their speed is also incredible.

In the blink of an eye, the fist was only a foot away from Tu Xiao'an's face.

Ren Hailong's savage grin widened. He could already imagine Tu Xiao'an's head bursting like a watermelon.

Not far away, Bai Chuyan watched, wanting to see just how strong this young man who had so easily defeated her truly was. He was shrouded in a mystery that she couldn't penetrate.

Bai Chuyan was very clear on how strong Ren Hailong was. Just being able to block one of his punches was enough to be proud of, yet this man had already blocked two.

If he could also take this punch, then Bai Chuyan would genuinely want to recruit him into the Bai Family to serve them.

Ren Hailong's fist arrived. Just then, with a wild, unrestrained smile, Tu Xiao'an decided not to retreat. He raised his hand, also balled into a fist, to meet Ren Hailong's head-on.

"You're courting death! You're really asking for it!" Ren Hailong was shocked that Tu Xiao'an not only didn't retreat this time but dared to throw a punch of his own.

'How ridiculous. Does he know he has nowhere left to run?'

His fists could be tangible or formless, and both were killing moves.

「In a flash of lightning.」

"BAM..."

They collided. The two fists smashed solidly against each other, and a wave of Qi swept out like a fierce gale.

"CRACK."

It was accompanied by the sound of a bone fracturing.

Bai Chuyan shook her head. Ren Hailong was a Power Awakener. A full-power punch from him carried no less than ten thousand jin of force, yet this man dared to meet it with his own fist.

Quietly, she recalled how she had used her legs that afternoon, and he had defeated her with his own legs.

'Now he meets someone who uses fists, and he uses his fists too. What does he think he is, omnipotent?'

That was a Power Awakener, filled with explosive strength. If such a Martial Cultivator reached the peak of their Cultivation, they could collapse a small mountain with a single punch.

Seeing this, Bai Chuyan couldn't help but shake her head in disappointment. 'Just a reckless fool who overestimates his own strength.'

However, the scene that followed turned Bai Chuyan's disappointment directly into bewilderment and shock.

Ren Hailong suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as a corpse's, contorted in agony to the point of being unrecognizable.

But Tu Xiao'an stood perfectly still, his expression calm and composed.

"I told you your punches were too weak. Do you believe me now?" A playful glint flashed in his bewitching eyes.

'Trying to compete with me in strength?' Tu Xiao'an's true form was a colossal thirty-meter Giant Snake. His power was immense. If his human form hadn't restricted the vast majority of his strength, that one punch would have sent the man flying into the horizon.

It wouldn't have just been a shattered bone.