CRACK!
Xiao Luo's tremendous blow immediately cracked several ribs as it slammed into Long Sankui's flank. The force of the punch sent his body sailing through the air over a distance of seven to eight meters, crashing into his Taishi chair like a cannonball. Blood flowed out of his mouth and nose. The phone that he left on the antique blackwood chair was knocked to the floor.
Long Sankui laid slumped in an awkward position. The impact from Xiao Luo had damaged most of his internal organs. He was coughing up blood, and his face had turned sheet white.
Defeated! Long Sankui had actually been defeated!
