Bai Ye, who had fallen to the ground, kept spewing fresh blood from his mouth, his bones shattered, and the excruciating pain made his consciousness start to blur.
He looked at the ceiling and suddenly felt a faint fear in his heart.
The power of that last kick was too fierce; he couldn't withstand it at all, it almost took his life with a single blow.
The disparity in strength was indeed astonishing!
However, what Bai Ye found most incomprehensible was why his poison had no effect whatsoever!
If it weren't for the failure of the poison, he would never have been so utterly defeated.
He raised his hand to touch his chest; almost all his ribs were broken, his lungs were filled with blood, and breathing had become extremely difficult.
At this moment, the entire martial arts hall was silent, except for the occasional howls of Bai Ye.
Xu Shenghua stood below the stage, his eyes wide open, watching Lu Chuan's figure in disbelief.
