[Let's play a game called "the floor is lava"]

"look at her go."

"I bet my good money on her, she better win."

"That weapon sure is amazing, to be able to withstand that throw. Even with the barrier on, I swore my eardrums is still ringing."

"Forget about the weapon, did you see the damage the weapon made to that other guy? That must have hurt."

"Hurt would be and understatement I tell you."

"I'm surprised that the guy is still alive. If I was him, I would have already died on the spot."

"Brother, you can't compare yourself to the people that are on the path of cultivation."

"I'm just saying, you didn't have to take it far too literally."

The fight continued, however, Han Wanran wasn't dreading the fact that he will crash down. He was now dreading the fact that he 'could not' come down. Even if he wanted to. He was now trying to find ways to make his body touch the ground, but he wasn't a wind elementalist. He could not weave his body through the air naturally.

He had two to three broken ribs now, and because he was in the air, an