But all I heard was a "screech," as the baseball bat was effortlessly flicked away, flying far into the distance.
Meanwhile, Ji Xiaoxiang's hands went numb, shaking uncontrollably.
It was like trying to stop the blades of a turbine engine with one's fingers—the disparity in strength was far too great.
Ji Xiaoxiang was on the verge of tears, yet she clumsily turned around to pick up the bat and once more hurled it toward the storm.
Screech!
The bat was sent flying again.
Ji Xiaoxiang picked it up once more, her eyes red.
But this time, before she could even swing, the bat dropped to the ground because her hands were too stiff and numb from the shock.
During this, Ye Qian and Yin Li attempted several times to break through but were forced back by the blades.
Ji Xiaoxiang crouched on the ground, trying desperately to lift the baseball bat, but her hands were as if frozen, numb from the vibration without any sensation.
