The Hunter Craved Blood (25)
"Ha ha!"
Fu Qian's words made Deng Feizhou pause for a moment before he burst out laughing.
"Then I'd like to see for myself—"
He had only gotten halfway through the sentence when his eyes suddenly widened as he stared at Fu Qian.
The latter had actually stood up as if nothing were wrong. He even took a couple of steps.
How was that possible? I clearly had him trapped!
Deng Feizhou stared at Fu Qian in disbelief.
The next moment, a magnificent torch appeared in his field of vision.
Brilliant golden light enveloped Fu Qian from head to toe. For a moment, he seemed like a god, inspiring an urge to prostrate oneself before him.
"How... can... this... be..."
In an instant, Deng Feizhou felt his thoughts turn like rusted gears, moving at a snail's pace. His mind was filled with that sacred, radiant light.
How could this be?
How could I not prepare a little extra when dealing with a man like you?
Fu Qian shook his head as he walked forward. His finger shot out like a gun, piercing straight through Deng Feizhou's waist.
From the moment he'd entered and returned Deng Feizhou's probing attack, he had used the cover of his Biochemical Demon Arm to activate Law Remnants.
Under normal circumstances, this was undoubtedly a useless skill.
Not only did it take a long time to work, but its effect was even weaker against an extraordinary being.
The upside, though, was that it was hard to detect.
Fu Qian had only tried it on a whim, figuring there was no harm in using it.
"Honestly, I didn't expect you to cooperate so much. So when I realized you were deliberately stalling, I decided to chat with you a little longer."
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