The somewhat effeminate pretty boy Hermes currently looked like a smashed tomato.
His nose was broken, teeth had fallen out, lips torn, and eyes swollen like bruised peaches.
Hermes's left hand and right arm were also broken, his pale bones protruding, covered in blood and flesh, looking utterly terrifying.
The once overwhelmingly powerful Hermes now seemed like a chicken torn apart by a bear, flesh and feathers scattered all around.
Mad Blade, Fan Yi, and others watched, both horrified and amused.
Yet Yang Fei continued to sit on Hermes's stomach, punching his handsome pretty boy face relentlessly.
At this moment, Hermes was already seeing stars from the beating, overwhelmed and utterly embarrassed.
Neither of them realized that the domain of the Dragon Battle Arena had vanished.
Just then, Hermes suddenly felt True Yuan Energy flowing back into him incessantly.
He hesitated, seeing Yang Fei's fist once again swinging towards him, instinctively parrying it.
Bam!
