The crisp sound made everyone's eyes twitch.
"Poor thing! Look at his little arms, actually going head-to-head with Zhou Hu; isn't he asking for death?"
"Serves him right..."
The crowd was abuzz with chatter, but most believed it was Zhu Bufan whose bones cracked. But is that really the case?
"Ah..."
A miserable scream burst forth, and then Zhou Hu's burly figure was seen being struck by a mighty force and sent flying. But before he could truly fly off, a slender hand reached out and seized Zhou Hu's ankle.
"Get back here!" Zhu Bufan shouted, his hand dropping down forcefully.
Boom...
After a fierce crash, Zhu Bufan effortlessly grasped Zhou Hu's ankle, swinging him left and right, repeatedly slamming him onto the ground.
Bam... Bam... Bam...
