"Well Wow... " The green light tiger tightly bites Maoli's left arm. Although Maoli has tried to avoid it, the bleeding has seeped into his arm.

wrong! Maoli swears, and blood flows from his eyes down his arms to his palms and down his middle finger.

Mao Li eyebrows move, and then extends the palm of his right hand to the middle finger of his left hand, vaguely drawing a bloody Taiji.

the green tiger saw that Mao Li had a little action, and then he suddenly bit it.

only a click is heard.

"ah!" Maoli's pain is overwhelming. It's estimated that his left hand is broken, and there is...