As Fu Yiren channeled her inner power through her palm, a stream of noxious fumes blasted out, and Ji Siying was sent sprawling. There was no way a Grade-C soldier like Ji Siying could withstand a single blow from Fu Yiren without sustaining severe injuries. Ji Siying landed hard on the ground and was in extreme pain, vomiting a mouthful of blood. The blast of Fu Yiren's inner force and effects of the toxins immediately caused beads of sweat to stream down her forehead.
Ji Siying was dear to Xiao Luo, who considered her a true friend, and he was enraged by the attack. He despised what he saw, and it was in his nature to stand up for the weak.
Fu Yiren turned around and smiled at Xiao Luo. "Stay where you are if you wish to remain alive!"
