Lu Mian's foot was right on Duan Yongqiang's cheek.
As that cold light closed in on her ankle.
The whole venue felt a sense of desperation and counterattack crisis.
Duan Yongqiang used his ultimate move!
This move would definitely draw blood!
The girl stood like a queen, her cold eyes flickering. No matter how fast the attack was, it couldn't be faster than her reaction speed.
The girl lifted her foot, stepping decisively and precisely on his wrist before he could make a sneak attack.
The man's hand, clutching a blade, didn't cut into Lu Mian's tendon but instead stabbed harshly into his own chest.
Lu Mian even intentionally increased her force.
Creak, creak.
The whole venue fell silent.
Only the subtle yet distinct sound remained.
The crowd couldn't distinguish whether it was the sound of bones breaking or flesh being scraped by a foot.
They only knew that in front of this powerful girl, even someone as strong as Duan Yongqiang couldn't stay strong.
"Ah—"
