Gu Wenqing could hardly believe it himself after throwing that punch.
With the aid of that surge of mental power, the punch had drawn upon the strength of most of the Mutated Tissue throughout his body. It had been decisive and razor-sharp, filled with an unstoppable momentum—something he could never ordinarily have achieved.
Precisely because of that, it seemed he had shattered all of his opponent's bones and internal organs with a single blow. Even a Third Limit Fighter could not possibly have stood up again.
But he had no time to consider more. Two enemies still remained. The instant his feet touched down, he sprang forward, leaping across the rooftop and charging at the second man.
The other two had already realized what was happening. One was a long-range gunman. Seeing Gu Wenqing rush toward him, he sneered, remained where he was, raised his gun, and fired a shot from afar.
Yet Gu Wenqing seemed to know it in advance. He shifted aside, evaded the bullet, and continued forward.
The second shot arrived just then. He twisted into a sideways flip and dodged it again. Then, with the tips of his feet touching down, he exploded forward. He crossed over a hundred meters in a single leap, and while still in midair, kicked the long-range gunman.
The man was immediately sent flying through the air, off the rooftop, before crashing with a bang onto the awning below.
Hearing the tremendous impact overhead and the clattering shower of shattered glass, the people below cried out and covered their heads. When they saw someone lying above, their screams became even more frantic.
The last man had originally been rushing toward Gu Wenqing, intending to intercept him midway. But after seeing his two companions knocked down in succession, he immediately sensed something