Faced with the bullet that had suddenly come from nowhere, Huai Shi entrusted all thought to instinct.
The moment the targeting reticle appeared, he heard a tremor that did not belong within the room. Something was about to arrive through that narrow, fleeting opening.
Toward Ai Qing.
And so, Yu Step!
The recoil from the triple Yu Step instantly collapsed and shattered the sofa beneath him. Its twisted frame sprang up, while the goose down crushed into dust scattered and drifted through the gale like smoke.
Huai Shi had already launched himself forward!
He crossed the entire room in one step, stepped on the Avatar of Fury's back, soared into the air, vaulted over the desk and Ai Qing beneath it, then landed behind her and planted himself firmly.
His feet wedged into the floorboards.
During that process, his brief yet interminable inhalation had already ended.
He stretched out both hands toward the bullet that had broken through the targeting reticle and hurtled out of the void. Iron Light cheered like an excited shout.
Under the King of Forging's gaze.
Rainbow Light flashed through his eyes.
Huai Shi had already "heard" the trajectory of the bullet.
Then came a deafening blast like an exploding bomb, erupting between his clasped hands and instantly drowning out the bullet's whistling flight.
Before the path of the bullet, Huai Shi brought his palms together.
His ten fingers spread like lotus petals, then slowly closed in that time stretched so long it seemed frozen, meeting the steel-core bullet glowing red-hot.
Though it was a split-second moment, Huai Shi's mind drifted for an instant.
It was not the enemy's attack, but an involuntary recollection of a scene nearly branded into his memory.
Back at Orchard Gym, Old Man Luo had caught a bullet barehanded. The sight