In such a short span of time, she had handled three of them, watching this, the other girls could not stand it and started rushing towards Yu Ting.
Yu Ting held a baseball bat in her hands and took a sweeping swing, repeatedly striking the girls' bodies, causing a crisp sound with each hit.
Another girl, wielding a baseball bat, tried to hack at Yu Ting, but was swiftly blocked by Yu Ting's quick reflexes. Then, with a high kick, she knocked the girl away.
After a few exchanges, eight girls had experienced varying degrees of injury, either leaning against a wall or sitting on the ground, their bodies stinging with pain.
In contrast, Yu Ting just had a wrinkle in her blouse, her expression as subtle and calm as when she arrived, her foot still stepping on the girl.
The girl was clueless about whether to nurse her fingers or her ribs.
She wasn't sure whether to worry about the third or fourth rib.
