"Ah!" Ou Lan cried out in pain as she was thrown against the stone pillar and then fell to the ground.
Soon, blood flowed from her shoulder blade, dripping onto the ground.
"Good heavens!" Everyone was astounded.
The astonishment wasn't because Ou Lan had been injured by Zhan Fengdi, but because Zhan Fengdi's move was too eerie, her five fingers hardly resembled human fingers.
"Lanlan!" Zhan Moxiao reacted quickly, immediately wanting to fly to the stage to rescue Ou Lan, but Zhan Juncheng grabbed his wrist, "Moxiao, be still, let's observe a little longer."
Zhan Moxiao was anxious, "Grandfather!"
Zhan Juncheng patted his hand again, soothing him, "Moxiao, Lanlan was indeed injured just now, but grandfather saw clearly, she dodged in time, so her injury is not severe. We should give her another chance."
