Three Months 7

The four fists suddenly collided and the four forces crashed. The fists landed on their companions' chests respectively.

With a muffled bang, the four of them were blasted flying. Their vital blood surged in their chests and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.

In their anger just now, they had used a lot of strength in this punch. They couldn't stand being suddenly hit at their core.

The Four Great Generals were injured before they could touch Jun Mohuang's clothes.

The people below the stage were in an uproar.

"Four Great Generals? Are you blind? I'm here. Where are you hitting?"

Jun Mohuang, who was supposed to be vomiting blood from the beating, was standing on the platform perfectly fine. She casually twirled the hair on her chest.

"You! You brat!"

The Four Great Generals immediately got up and looked at each other. They surrounded Jun Mohuang again and clenched their fists as they attacked.