Drawing his gun, aiming, firing—done in one seamless motion, in an instant!
This was a movement refined over more than a thousand years, one that had thoroughly fused into Leon S. Kennedy's blood and bones. This shot, moreover, contained the last of Leon S. Kennedy's strength and will. That bullet carried his final shred of hope!
If Yin Kuang died, perhaps he could live, and perhaps Ada Wong could live. If Yin Kuang lived, then he would certainly die. It was worth the gamble!
The moment Leon S. Kennedy's final words fell, Yin Kuang had already sensed something. Countless struggles at the brink of life and death had honed Yin Kuang's perception and instincts, allowing him to sense danger before it arrived.
If the scene were slowed down, the moment Leon S. Kennedy's hand touched the grip of his gun, Yin Kuang had already driven his body into an evasive maneuver. At the same time, a thought flowed along with Ancestral Dragon Soul Power into the As-You-Will Staff, and the staff began transforming into a shield.
But Leon S. Kennedy's bullet was even faster than Yin Kuang had imagined. Even as Yin Kuang threw himself sideways and tilted his head away with all his might, he could still feel that he remained in the bullet's trajectory. Leon S. Kennedy's bullet had not curved; rather, Yin Kuang's evasive speed was simply always slower than the bullet.
Even the Ruyi Shield could not unfold fast enough!
If the bullet had initially been aimed at Yin Kuang's brow, then it was now aimed at the tip of his right eyebrow, still highly likely to pierce his brain.
In that fleeting instant, Yin Kuang's mind did not even have time to think of anything else. His body merely continued obeying his brain's command, dodging