Barely holding on!
Whoosh!
From the white steam ahead, a towering figure burst forth.
That massive dark shadow struck like a semi-truck crashing fiercely.
Boom!
The second punch!
Xiang Nan was sent flying sideways, his muscles and bones violently shaken. Everything around him seemed to rush by like riding the clouds and driving the mist, with the sound of a roaring wind in his ears.
Clang!
He slammed hard against a steel column, the immense impact bending it out of shape. The surrounding railings, groaning under the strain, barely held on. Xiang Nan half-knelt on the ground, feeling intense pain in his arms and chest, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, gasping heavily for air.
He tried to stand up, but his legs trembled weakly, nearly exhausted.
Tap, tap, tap…
A heavy footsteps sound gradually approached in front of Xiang Nan.
He looked up somewhat dazedly.
He certainly saw an iron-red colored little giant, towering at two meters and thirty centimeters.