บท 1517: The Competition (3)

At this moment, forget about admitting defeat, even talking was a difficult feat for him.

Su Lin smiled creepily. Suddenly, she grabbed Mu Ying's wrist and twisted it forcefully. A cracking noise sounded and the pale-faced man who was lying on the ground let out a heart-rending shriek.

However, that was not the end, it was only the beginning...

Su Lin continued to torture Mu Ying starting from his fingers before moving on to his entire body. She broke every single bone then pieced them back together only to break them again. It was an endless cycle and was so agonizing that Mu Ying could not stop screaming! His face has turned as white as a corpse.

"Don't all of you feel that something isn't right with Su Lin's aura?"