Bam!
One solid hit landed on his left ribs, sending Fei Hung to fly dozens of meters away and plunged himself into the murky water of the swamp.
Uhuk!
The young man coughed a mouthful of blood, staggering on his feet.
"Fuck! The bones pierced my lung!"
Fei Hung focused the flow of his Qi, cramping the flooded lung with his muscle to prevent the internal wound getting worse.
Right now, he's only breathing with one lung.
The young man inhaled and exhaled a couple of times to stabilize his Qi.
But of course, his opponent wouldn't let him recuperate and onslaught him for another round.
Despite being overwhelmed by someone that clearly has a higher cultivation stage, Fei Hung's could feel that his mind was getting clearer as the fight wore on.
Memories of his past life relapse in his mind. Especially the very moment with his love, Xiaoqing.
They might be from different species, and her status was way higher than him.
