If this strike lands.
With Su Wanqing's physical strength, she would be severely injured if not dead.
Su Wanqing's pupils contracted slightly, her suspended form forcibly twisted, and her hands once again gathered a more solidified Star Wheel Light Wall to block on her side.
Boom—
Crack!
The light wall shattered in response.
The residual terrifying power slammed like a heavy hammer onto Su Wanqing's right arm.
"Uh!"
Su Wanqing let out a muffled grunt, her body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, her right arm drooping limply, clearly injured.
Under the mask, a thread of fresh blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.
She forcibly stabilized herself in the air, but her breath was already chaotic, and her floating height had decreased significantly.
"It's over! Go down and accompany your lover!"
Miao Zhe's eyes burst with fierce light, giving Su Wanqing no chance to catch her breath.
