"Hey, looking pretty spirited, huh? I thought I'd have to send you to the hospital, but it seems that's not necessary anymore!"
Zhang Fan chuckled mischievously.
"How are you feeling? Getting beaten by the goddess, does it feel like you're floating?" Hua Ji smirked with a sly grin!
Ouyang Feng sighed: "Now you know why she's not my type, right?"
"Bastard, you and Zhang Fan are both bastards!" Dong Yu clutched his chest, staggering as he stood up.
"Quick, let me take a look, did I break a rib?" Dong Yu lifted his shirt, shouting at Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan smiled and opened his "Perspective" to take a look!
"No worries, just a minor injury, no broken ribs!" Zhang Fan grinned!
After all, Ye Yanran's Thunderclap Palm isn't practiced to his level yet! Hitting someone only inflicts a bit of pain!
Hearing this, Dong Yu let out a deep sigh of relief!
