Chen Hao and Lin Taichu faced the President, whose form had changed drastically. Though shocked, neither showed the slightest fear. They knew this battle had reached a critical point of life and death, and any lapse could lead to a fatal mistake.
"Since you refuse to appreciate my kindness, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The President's voice was like a cold wind blowing up from beneath the Nine Netherworlds, sending chills down their spines.
As soon as he spoke, the President's figure blurred once more, as though he had merged with the surrounding air. There was no trace of him to be found.
Chen Hao and Lin Taichu stood back-to-back, fully focused on sensing every movement around them. They knew the President's attack could come at any moment, and it would surely be a devastating blow.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment. Dead silence filled the surroundings, broken only by the occasional gust of wind and the two men's heavy breathing.
Suddenly, an almost invisible black shadow struck from Chen Hao's left. It was so fast that there was no time to react. Yet Chen Hao possessed immense combat experience, and his instincts saved his life. Just as the shadow was about to touch him, he abruptly rolled to the right, narrowly evading the fatal strike.
Boom! The black shadow struck the spot where Chen Hao had been standing, erupting with a deafening crash and leaving a massive crater in the ground.
Although Chen Hao had avoided the fatal blow, the President's attack was not over. Like a ghost, he appeared before Chen Hao again and threw a punch straight at his face.
Chen Hao's heart tightened. He knew the power behind this punch was no trifling matter. If it hit him, he would be severely injured even