Chen Shouyi was still on his way when another machine gun emplacement was destroyed.
His expression turned grim.
He could sense that this vicious beast was extraordinarily powerful and savage. Although its body was occasionally raked by machine-gun fire, with many places already streaming blood, its combat strength remained completely unaffected.
A martial artist gripped his War Bow tightly in his heart as he watched the enormous creature fly toward another machine gun emplacement in the distance, taking deep breaths over and over:
"It's fine. It's fine."
"I'll definitely survive!"
Suddenly, a figure flashed past him, and a fierce wind whipped up clouds of dust all around.
He jumped in fright and hurriedly turned to look.
Yet that figure was already dozens of meters away. Its astonishing speed had even kicked up dust and gravel from the ground, sweeping them into a long trail of air behind it. It looked as though the wind was scattering sand and stones.
Before he could take another breath, the figure had already dwindled into a tiny speck. He opened and closed his mouth, his mind shaken. "That's the martial master!"
Chen Shouyi's current full-speed running speed was approximately one hundred and twenty meters per second.
With a short burst over a single step, his speed could even reach two hundred meters per second.
Of course, a "step" here meant a distance of no more than twenty meters.
In merely five or six seconds, Chen Shouyi had reached the machine gun emplacement ahead.
None of the nearby soldiers paid him the slightest attention. They were all working feverishly.
The machine gunner's Protective Suit mask had long since been torn off. He gritted his teeth tightly, the veins on his neck and forehead bulging as he fired desperately. Suddenly, he slapped himself hard across the