"Don't... uh... uh uh uh..."
When He Ziming finally stumbled over, he saw Xu Lingjun take a punch from Ying Yuanchong right on, causing him to shout out in concern.
But halfway through his shout, he realized Xu Lingjun seemed perfectly fine.
On the contrary, under what looked like a casual punch from Xu Lingjun, Ying Yuanchong flew backward.
Maintaining his forward rushing posture, he flew back as if rewinding, then with a thud, knelt on both knees on the ground, both legs having been forcibly broken from kneeling.
He slumped helplessly, making constant retching sounds but unable to utter a complete sentence.
Compared to his bodily wounds, his already severely swollen right arm was a minor concern.
But despite having sustained such serious injuries,
his face showed a strange smile, as if he were seeing a beloved family member.
Xu Lingjun patted the dust off his body and said, "One punch each, fair!"
