While still in midair, Wei Qiang coughed up a mouthful of blood. He crashed to the ground some distance away with a THUD. His body convulsed a few times as more blood streamed from his mouth. His face turned deathly pale, his eyes rolled back in his head, and he passed out.
Qin Li never showed mercy to those who tried to kill him. His eyes fell coldly on the middle-aged teacher, Liang Luo. Despite also being an Earth Level Tier Eight Martial Artist, Liang Luo was so startled by Qin Li's icy gaze that he stumbled back several steps before roaring, "Qin Li! You—you dare to commit assault in broad daylight!"
Qin Li didn't even bother to give him a second glance. Just then, a middle-aged man who had been standing with Liang Luo walked over to Wei Qiang and checked his breathing. He was breathing in but not out. It was clear he was done for. Even if he could be saved, he would likely be a cripple for the rest of his life.
