C200 Self-sacrifice

Mu Xinshu gasped for breath as he bent over, his body nearly falling apart. Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. Mu Xinshu felt weak, as if he was about to fly into the sky!

However, this was not a joyful situation where he could fly, but rather, he was completely powerless. He was struck by a large hammer, one strike at a time