Yi Mu leaped up, clenching his fist and punching towards Yan Rufeng's chest. Yan Rufeng did not dodge, but instead thrust his chest forward to meet the blow.
"Thud!"
Yi Mu's fist landed on Yan Rufeng's chest with a dull sound.
"Ouch!"
Yan Rufeng bent over, pretending to be in great pain.
"No way, I didn't use any strength." Yi Mu muttered.
"If you used your strength, I'd be dead."
Yan Rufeng saw Yi Mu's innocent face and stifled a laugh. He continued, "Mumu, with this punch, you've cracked my lungs."
"No way, it's that serious?"
Yan Rufeng sat on the ground, bent over, continuing to feign extreme pain, and then closed his eyes.
"Sigh!"
Yan Rufeng sighed, "Dragon Abyss Sect's Sect Master is coming, and I'm injured. If a fight breaks out later, I won't be able to protect Mumu, or even myself. What should I do!"
Instantly, Yi Mu's eyes filled with tears. She hurried to Yan Rufeng's side, supporting his arm.
"What should we do then?"
Yi Mu panicked.
