Miao Zhe's hulking body, struck by this terrifying punch loaded with immense power, flew like a rag doll shot with full force, his feet instantly leaving the ground.
The whole person was hurled straight up into the arena's sky.
The speed was so fast.
That it even brought about a piercing whistle!
Blood spurted crazily from his completely deformed mouth like ink being spilled, drawing a scarlet trace in the air.
Above the arena, under the bright lights shining down.
Miao Zhe's body helplessly tumbled in the air, the momentum of ascent reached its peak and began to transform into a descent.
Excruciating pain, suffocation, dizziness from a concussion, finally at this moment thoroughly overwhelmed all madness and ferocity.
Miao Zhe struggled to open his eyes, caked with blood.
Attempting to find the figure that sent him into hell in his rapidly descending view.
Found it!
Right below where his body began to fall.
