"Puff... cough, cough..."
Chen Mo lay flat on the cold rubble, his face pressed against ice shards. Every cough sent a shattering agony through his entire body, bringing up bloody froth mixed with ice particles. His back burned like fire—the result of that final "burp shockwave" expelled by Xingshuang, feeling as though he had been kicked by a rampaging ice rhino. The dazed disbelief of having survived the disaster had not yet faded before it was yanked back to reality by the piercing chill and excruciating pain.
With great difficulty, he propped up his upper body slightly and turned his head to look beside him.
Chapter 151