"Want me to chop a couple more times?" Wei Handong lightly flicked the axe embedded in his forehead.
Bang!!! The massive axe exploded, sending both it and its wielder flying backward.
Though the man hurriedly teleported away, he was still grazed by the blast. He let out a muffled groan, scattering a few drops of blood through the air.
Wei Handong's expression remained calm as he continued dragging the woman along, wandering toward another part of headquarters.
His martial arts were flawless.
In truth, he was more like a miniature Lu Sheng.
He could not match Red Thorn in strength, the White Family brothers in speed, or Ansha in defense and regeneration. But he was balanced in every aspect. In each one, he was only slightly weaker than the others.
Combined, that made him an exceedingly terrifying existence.
He was faster than Red Thorn, stronger than the White Family brothers, and only Ansha surpassed him slightly in defense and regeneration. Everyone else fell short. With such balance, no matter what situation he faced, he handled it with effortless ease.
And this was the ultimate state Wei Handong had always sought—the same as his idolized teacher, Lu Sheng.
"You're too weak." He quietly wiped away a trace of blood left in his hair. "You can't even scratch one percent of my scalp. Such weakness is beyond anything I imagined."
He was very much like Lu Sheng.
Even in being shameless, they were exactly alike.
"Ahhh!! I'll fight you to the death!!" The others finally could not endure it any longer. Revealing themselves, they charged madly toward him.
Below, small explosions and impacts could be seen erupting throughout the city from time to time.
Though buildings were still being destroyed in limited areas, things were already far better than before.
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