C362 The Winner Is Determined

Ping!

The broken wind blades splashed into the air, and amidst a few gusts of wind, more than ten drops of scarlet blood fell.

In the last exchange, the two figures finally came to a stop. The pale-faced Tia Soong knelt on the ground. His right arm hung down and most of his sleeves were torn apart. The blood on his exposed arm was colorful