With a single strike, the man spat out a mist of blood as his body flew heavily backward, crashing onto the ground.
His entire right arm was bent at a twisted angle, clearly broken.
The man’s face was pale and distorted, pain, resentment, and disbelief all intertwined in a complex expression. As he looked at Ye Chen again, killing intent and fury burned in his eyes. He could not believe that Ye Chen, such a young disciple of the Cannan Academy, possessed strength that actually surpassed his own, shattering his arm with just a single move.
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