Mei Qingyang tried to stand up but fumbled down. She was feeling really dizzy right now. Perhaps the impact from that throw buzzed her brain too. She shook her head to come back in focus. Sweat droplets flowed down her forehead, blurring her vision more. She could hear her own heartbeat that was almost reaching the moon. Everything around her had stopped/
After a few seconds of struggle, she finally saw her opponent standing a few feet away in another attack stance.
Was it already her limit? Was her training all this time with dad and brother Hanyu waste? Wasn't she letting them both down with her display like this?
She knew that if she did not find her footing within next few seconds, she would lose the second hit too. It would be utterly difficult to make a comeback after that. She did not have enough strength to pull what the guy did to her, she could only try another lock on him.
