Ghost gave a little sigh, then stepped forward and executed a perfect shoulder throw.
"Arghh..."
Zheng Feihan let out a painful scream. His large body, which weighed about a hundred and seventy to a hundred and eighty pounds, fell crashing down onto the ground. He hit the ground violently, and it felt like all the bones in his body had shattered. Blood rose to his throat, and there was a fishy smell in his mouth. He knew it was blood. As he was about to swallow it down, he felt a blow to his chest.
Ghost slammed her foot down with brutal force, causing the bones in Zheng Feihan's ribcage to crack. It was audible to everyone as it made a similar cracking sound to a beam snapping when it could not withstand too heavy a weight.
"Urghh!"
Zheng Feihan could no longer hold it in and spat out a mouthful of thick, fresh blood.
That...
