"Crack! Crash!"
"Hey!"
The sound of broken bones resounded crisply, accompanied by the screams of his gasp and the clanging sound of the dagger falling from his hand. Because his hand was clasped on to, he couldn't escape, let alone make other attacks. His whole body had bowed down because of his twisted arm and he half-squatted on the ground.
Feng Jiu flicked her sleeves and a stream of air rushed out blowing the thick smoke away, gradually revealing Ling Tianyu's distorted face.
"Let go!" He shouted angrily. He struggled to fight back because his arm was twisted and he was unable to get up to attack.
Feng Jiu sneered, with a kick and a push of her hand, she kicked him forward. After he hit the boundary barrier, he bounced back and fell to the ground.
"Umph!"
As the pain travelled, he groaned and looked even more embarrassed. When he saw the pointing eyes of the people outside, he felt humiliated and his face was red hot.
