Swish!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no howling torrent of air.
The instant Li Jiahao swung the branch, the countless strands of rain falling from the sky stopped.
Thousands upon thousands of crystal-clear threads of water hung like steel needles suspended by invisible strings, hovering half a meter, a meter, or three meters above the ground.
Less than ten centimeters from Li Jiahao's brow, the three highly poisonous armor-piercing bullets struck a droplet suspended in midair.
Snap!
The droplet did not shatter.
What shattered was the specially made bullet... capable of piercing armored steel plating.
In midair, the bullet seemed to have collided with a towering mountain.
Its metal casing twisted and deformed in less than a tenth of a second, before the tiny droplet ground it into iron powder!
In the distance, Yue Xiaofei's pupils contracted slightly.
He possessed the legacy of Divine Sequence 003 [Black Emperor], wielding supreme, domineering power.
But what Li Jiahao had displayed was something entirely different.
This was not brute strength.
These were rules.
In Water Alley, shrouded in drizzle, water was no longer water. It was a blade, a sword, an extension of Li Jiahao's arm.
"This is bad!"
The three deathsworn assassins on the rooftop realized something was wrong.
They threw away their pistols and tried to retreat under cover of the rain, like three slippery black sea snakes.
A viscous film of water seeped from their skin, and their bodies began to soften. They were clearly trying to use the liquidation ability bestowed by the Ancient God Church to escape into the waterways.
"Running?"
Li Jiahao stood in the middle of Water Alley, holding that battered branch, his tone as casual as if he were picking out cabbages at the market.
"Where do you think you can run in Jiahao's rain?"