But they never expected Wei Beifeng to die like this. Fang Zhou could use Magic to keep his opponent from falling, making him spin and tumble in the air like a windmill. Then, he could violently launch the man's body dozens of yards into the sky, only for him to plummet to his death.
Such a technique was something one would only expect to see in a dream. Yet, it had appeared right before their very eyes.
How could they not be shocked?
"Pinch me. I think I might be dreaming."
"Mom, come quick and see Superman!"
"What was that? You can actually fight like that?"
"Say no more, Boss Fang Zhou. From now on, I'm your die-hard fan. That was too thrilling!"
"It was thrilling, but I don't get it. Why did Wei Beifeng start tumbling when he was attacked mid-jump?"
"Same question."
"Same."
"Explanation, please."
