章 362: Tournament (7)

Not a single person could understand what had just happened.

One moment, Young Master Mo had been flying through the air. The next, he had suddenly been sent flying into the wall of the arena.

As for Bi Qing, she was still standing there with a smile on her face.

It didn't seem like she had made a move just now.

Or at the very least, it didn't seem like she had made a move that they could see.

So what had happened just now?

Young Master Mo surprisingly hadn't been knocked out from being sent flying into the wall like this. However, he was completely stuck in the wall and found it very hard to break free.

When he came back to his senses, the first thing that he did was spit out a mouthful of blood.