"Lord Hao Wan, should we make a move?"
The five members of Smiling Skull watched Fang Zhen and One Leaf Floating Cloud strike up a conversation and could not help quietly asking Hao Wan, their team leader.
By now, they had already figured out that the people before them were either a pack of lunatics or newborn calves unafraid of tigers. They simply had no idea what kind of existence Smiling Skull truly was.
"Fine. Deal with these people quickly. I'll go after Presia." Hao Wan nodded, and the last trace of doubt he had held toward Fang Zhen's group vanished completely.
Whether Fang Zhen and the others knew what Smiling Skull was, or why they were looking at them like prey, did not matter. They were merely a force from the City of Light Chasing, not worth wasting any more of his time on. Capturing Presia was what mattered most.
The instant Hao Wan finished speaking, he vanished from where he stood. Like a cannonball, he shot past Fang Zhen and the others, whipping up a storm that nearly blew the four of them away.
By the time Fang Zhen's group of four reacted, Hao Wan—nearly six meters tall and like a giant—had appeared before Presia hundreds of meters away. Everywhere he passed looked as if it had been swept by a typhoon.
"You actually learned Storm Step!"
Presia, who had originally intended to watch the show and recover her stamina, saw Hao Wan appear before her in the blink of an eye. Her expression immediately grew much graver.
Super Tier Martial Skill, Storm Step!
This was a movement technique from the Four Regions Youth Competition a year ago, one that had nearly become as famous as Illusion Step. It was also the newest Super Tier Martial Skill developed