Before Black Wolf could recover from its shock, black cross-shaped rifts simultaneously appeared above, below, left, right, front, and behind it...
Black Wolf's vigilance shot to its peak in an instant. Six directions... Jiu Ming definitely couldn't use Eight-Blade Flash, much less that so-called Swallow Reversal which was said to be capable of Defying Heaven in some world. Even using both hands, he could only attack from two directions, and adding his feet... ahem, forget that...
Yet faced with this deadly choice of three out of two, Black Wolf did not dare test its luck. What if it had terrible luck and ran straight into an attack emerging from one of those rifts?
Get beaten to death? Or seriously injured outright!? It was only a squishy ADC, not some tank that could charge through five or seven people... Getting flanked and instantly killed was easy enough, though there were very, very few beings capable of doing that with its speed.
Black Wolf was feeling pretty miserable too. It was practically a max-level existence with a full six-piece set. Chasing down a "weakling" who had not even reached max level should have been easy—who would have thought the other side would directly unleash his ultimate and try to turn the tables!?
And with a very high chance of success?!
Are you fucking kidding me!!!
In the end, unwilling to sit and wait for death, Black Wolf made its choice. A two-thirds chance of escape was not low, either. The moment it decided, its wolf eyes widened enormously. It sensed attacks in all six rifts!? How could he possibly launch attacks that fast? Powerful slashes came with a long period of stiffness afterward. Unless Jiu Ming gave up power and swung dozens of light strikes within a second—those "powerless" attacks would naturally