Ye Tong was slightly stunned, immediately understanding the meaning of "sandbag" as Ji Ning mentioned, she sidestepped, quickly grabbing Lin Qing's approaching wrist.
With a beautiful shoulder throw, she slammed her hard onto the ground.
"Ouch... you little bitch, you dare to throw me? Don't want to survive here anymore?" Lin Qing clutched her waist, tears of pain streaming down her face, cursing under her breath.
Ye Tong suddenly realized what she had done, a look of regret just about to surface when Ji Ning's voice reached her ears, "Your movements are too slow, not strong enough, keep going!"
"Ah? Really? Is this right?"
When Lin Qing came rushing again, Ye Tong reflexively gave her another shoulder throw.
"Ah... sorry..."
But Lin Qing on the ground was like an unkillable cockroach, immediately getting up after falling to the ground, pouncing at her, forcing her to act against her time and again.
