The blade of flame struck the man, leaving behind a flurry of burns of all sizes. The impact hurled him off the combat platform, blood spilling from his arms, abdomen, and chest, while his other wounds were scorched straight through.
Meng Luoluo struck that perplexing pose once more, arms spread wide as if about to embrace something.
Yet this was hardly enough to satisfy Meng Luoluo. The move had been overly ferocious, and coupled with the failure to secure a kill, it had yielded only the tiniest fraction of what she sought.
Chapter 127