Bei Mingxin's body stiffened as he stopped in the water.
He knew he was not far from the surface.
But he also knew he couldn't get up there.
His leg had already broken inside the beast's belly, and the severed leg had long been stabbed over a dozen times by the junior below, crushed down and drifted off who knows where.
His left hand had long since been severed.
The stump had been stabbed by the opponent's spear until the bone looked like a honeycomb.
The other leg was riddled with holes by the opponent's stabbing, and was already nearly unusable.
The only remaining right hand had also been chopped off.
Now he didn't even have a part of his body he could use to attack.
Could he resort to biting?
Swoosh.
Bei Mingxin felt the opponent's spear withdraw from his leg.
But now his heart had turned to ashes.
Having sacrificed five brothers, he still hadn't escaped.
Bei Mingxin shut his eyes, his heart filled with despair.
How ridiculous!
