C553 Profound mysteries of slow and fast

"Whoosh!" When the wind that was like blades of wind swept across Long Bufan's body, even though his fists were sending out streams of elemental energy to block, streaks after streaks of bloody wounds still appeared on his body.

In an instant, Long Bufan felt as if he was trapped within a sealed storm meat grinder. So insignificant, that if he was even the slightest bit careless