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However, at that very moment, the companions in white robes saw Su Chen finally free one hand, and then he casually reached up and pressed against the overwhelmingly powerful kick coming from above.
The white-robed youth's companions all shook their heads in secrecy, thinking this young man was far too overconfident. He was so ignorant of the strength in his companion's leg; it was almost certain this young man's arm would be broken.
"Bang!"
A short and muffled sound erupted, and the figure looming above was suddenly sent spinning backward through the air, crashing heavily to the ground before the three men.
"Qing Lin, how are you?"
The one in the black robe was shocked and immediately crouched down to check his companion's injuries, with the other two also gathering around.
"I..."
Just as the white-robed youth thrown through the air uttered a word, he felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.