His left leg was broken at the knee. The wound at the broken part seemed to be dried by the wind, showing a gray leather color, without a drop of blood flowing out.
"How could it be... I clearly... why..." Bellucci, who leaned his upper body against the tree behind him with his left palm on the ground, looked at Wu Feng who slowly stood up from the ground, and his heart was full of confusion.
Bellucci was absolutely confident in his previous attack, and he knew clearly that he had definitely not hit Phantom Cruz. When his palm hit the opponent's chest, he could even feel the beating of the opponent's heart. After such a blow, the opponent would never be as nonchalant as he is now.
"You must feel very strange now, right?" Wu Feng smiled as he stood up, "I will solve the mystery in your h
