The entire meridians and bones of Wu Li shattered, and his body lay motionless on the ground.
At this moment, except for his head, Wu Li couldn't move any part of his body.
With Wu Li's injuries, he would probably be bedridden for life.
Wu Li ranked third among the core disciples of the Red Flame Sect, and his grandfather was an Elder in the Law Enforcement Hall. He had always been very arrogant, even disregarding the first and second-ranked core disciples.
But with the waves of severe pain coursing through his body, fainting had become a luxury for Wu Li. Feeling his shattered meridians and bones, he couldn't accept the idea of being a cripple. His expression twisted into a snarl, and his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.
A surge of blood rushed within Wu Li, his face turning bright red.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Wu Li's mouth.
Wu Nan, slumped by his side, was completely stunned seeing his brother becoming a cripple.
