She actually tumbled down the stairs!
Xie Ning was utterly speechless.
What was the point of fighting anymore? Her opponent was already down for the count; there was nothing left to fight.
Xie Ning stopped, looking down from her high vantage point at Feng JiaMin, who had fallen to the bottom of the stairs. "Have you had enough?"
"Yes, yes, yes! She's had enough!" Feng Lijian shouted repeatedly as he rushed down the stairs.
'See, what did I tell you?'
'Jia Min has a screw loose. She was just asking for a beating.'
"Brother, I... My hand, I think it's broken."
She hadn't been able to block any of Xie Ning's successive heavy blows just now!
Her Golden Shields shattered one after another, making it completely impossible to counter her opponent's moves.
This was the crushing gap in their strength.
As much as she hated to admit it, Feng JiaMin finally understood that her opponent was stronger than her by more than just a little.
