C3473 Violent Control of Violence

Chen Sanqiu closed his eyes and the howling wind came into his ears. The snowflakes were like knives, hitting Chen Sanqiu under the wind and cutting open the linen clothes on Chen Sanqiu's body.

However, when the knife-like sharp snowflakes hit Chen Sanqiu's skin, they only drew a few white marks and did not cause any damage to Chen Sanqiu's skin.

"Good move