"Get lost!"
Xia Fei bellowed. Even though he knew he was vastly outmatched, he still toughened up and threw a ferocious punch.
"You're really asking for death, kid! If I were you, my first thought would definitely be to run away, not to go head-to-head with me, you know?"
A sneering voice rang out as Zhong Bai suddenly appeared in front of Xia Fei.
Immediately after.
Bang!
A dull thud sounded. Xia Fei's entire body was sent flying, accompanied by the sound of cracking bones.
A seemingly simple palm strike broke Xia Fei's entire shoulder.
This was the gap between an ordinary person and a Martial Artist!
Xia Fei felt as if he had been hit by a speeding car, his body involuntarily slamming hard into the wall.
"Ptui!"
A mouthful of dirty blood sprayed from Xia Fei's mouth, his face instantly turning deathly pale. At his shoulder, there was a deep wound from which blood continued to flow.
The pain was so intense it nearly knocked him out on the spot.
"Xia Fei..."
