Su Changfeng's body was like being hit by a high-speed chariot, and flew backwards instantly! His body drew a parabola in the air, and with an unstoppable terrifying kinetic energy, it slammed against the wall.
"Boom!"
There was a noise, and Su Changfeng's body fell to the ground like a rag doll, with more than a dozen bones already broken.
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and trickled down onto the ground, quickly forming a puddle beneath him.
His eyes were lifeless, and his face was filled with anguish, shock, humiliation, and refusal. His gaze fixed at Jiang Lei who was standing there, motionless, without even moving an inch.
The right hand that had attacked Jiang Lei was hanging limply, and the sleeves of his hand had been ripped off, revealing his completely shattered arm with bones and muscles visible.
The hall was eerily quiet.
