Werewolf Double Kill! Illusions Become Reality! (1)

On this narrow, dim corridor.

When Wang Zhong readjusted his stance and turned his head, a burly man in a black trench coat, wearing a shattered black mask, appeared before his eyes.

Of course, what caught Wang Zhong's attention the most were the man's eyes, filled with brutality, the bloodstains dripping from the corners of his mouth, and on his hands... the ten fingernails that had become black and sharp.

Brutal! Like a beast!

Beast Transformation Potion!

This was the first reaction that flashed through Wang Zhong's mind upon seeing this beast-like burly man.

"Breathe..."

Standing on the ground, Wang Zhong's breathing rhythm gradually became calmer. After realizing that the burly man in front of him had likely transformed after injecting some kind of potion, he felt less afraid.

After all, sometimes, fear often stems from the unknown.

Opposite Wang Zhong.

"Breathe!"

"Breathe!"

The burly man in black, who looked like a beast, panted heavily. He stared at Wang Zhong with eyes full of brutality. At one point, he swallowed, looking as if he had seen something delicious!

Beasts only like to eat blood!

Beasts also like to eat people!

Now, with a living meal right in front of him, how could this beast-like burly man in black let it go?

On this narrow corridor.

After Wang Zhong adjusted his breathing, his eyes, filled with a hint of fighting spirit, met the brutal gaze of the man in black.

At that very moment, a hint of bloody killing intent emerged in the man in black's eyes.

At this moment.

Upon sensing the killing intent of the man in black, Wang Zhong's body tensed rapidly, like a bow fully drawn, always maintaining the optimal state for exertion.

At the same time, Wang Zhong's scrutinizing gaze continuously assessed the man in black.

Whether it was his muscular physique that made his clothes fit like a second skin, the brutal killing intent filling his eyes, or his hands with fingers like canine claws...

Perhaps it was because Wang Zhong's scrutinizing gaze was truly intimidating...

"Roar!"

A brutal roar echoed through the entire corridor.

The burly man in black, who looked like he had taken a [Beast Transformation Potion], let out an enraged roar. Then, he stomped his feet fiercely, his muscles bulging, and he lunged at Wang Zhong like a wild wolf, his arms like canine claws slashing fiercely towards Wang Zhong's throat.

If nothing went wrong, these claws would pierce the fragile human throat and draw blood.

Looking at the beast-like burly man in black attacking him, Wang Zhong's eyes remained calm. Under the [Unarmed Combat LV2] combat technique in his mind, his sharp eyes could faintly capture the trajectory of the man in black's attack...

Immediately, as if he had predicted it, Wang Zhong leaped sharply to the right, then raised his left hand, like a black shield, positioning it to his left.

Screech.

Mid-air, the man in black leaped two meters high, his hands like two terrifying blades, slashing down fiercely at the spot where Wang Zhong had been standing.

Screech!

Instantly, six faint scratch marks appeared on the concrete floor of the corridor.

Meanwhile.

As if discovering that Wang Zhong had dodged his killing blow, the man in black roared and instinctively swept his left hand.

Coincidentally, this muscled left claw struck Wang Zhong's raised left hand. The claw and hand collided with a crisp sound, and then Wang Zhong's figure was violently thrown towards the warehouse wall on the right.

[Strength of a Thousand Jin!]

[This burly man's strength is close to a thousand jin...]

Instantly, a guess flashed through Wang Zhong's mind.

After all, Wang Zhong was now a [Level 3 Psionic Warrior] with a strength of a thousand jin. The fact that this burly man could repel him at least indicated that the opponent possessed the same level of strength.

"Good!"

With this thought, Wang Zhong didn't retreat but advanced. He gripped the black firearm in his right hand and, with a clenched fist, coldly attacked the burly man in front of him.

Wang Zhong had already realized that the burly man in front of him seemed to have lost his sanity due to the injection of the [Beast Transformation Potion].

In this situation, Wang Zhong could engage in a hearty battle with him.

Level 3 Psionic Warrior VS Level 3 Psionic Warrior!

Second 100.

"Crack!"

Wang Zhong and the burly man in black each kicked each other, and then, both were sent flying by the other's powerful leg strength.

In just sixty seconds, Wang Zhong and the burly man in black had exchanged over twenty blows.

One possessed decent combat skills, while the other had beast-like sharp instincts. It could be said they fought back and forth. During this time, Wang Zhong's understanding of Unarmed Combat LV2 grew increasingly profound.

Second 150.

Wang Zhong panted, leaning against the wall. He looked at the still energetic and fierce burly man in black before him and couldn't help but shake his head, a second thought already forming in his mind.

Sparring was good, but he had to ensure he kept his life first.

"Sigh!"

"What a shame! I'm still a rookie masked vigilante, so I can only throw honor out the window."

As his thoughts raced, a murderous glint flashed in Wang Zhong's eyes. Then, his figure rapidly retreated. Almost as soon as he moved back several meters, his right hand, already holding a Black Firearm, acted swiftly.

Vroom.

Instantly, a Black Firearm, its barrel shimmering with traces of blue Psionic light, was raised by Wang Zhong, aimed directly at the burly man in black before him.

He raised his gun, took aim!

Beside them.

The burly man in black, his clothes tattered, looked at the Black Firearm Wang Zhong raised, and the blue light carrying a deadly aura. His pupils constricted sharply. He stomped his feet firmly on the ground, his muscles tensing, and like an arrow released from a bowstring, he charged directly at Wang Zhong.

It seemed he intended to eliminate his enemy, Wang Zhong, at all costs.

Or rather, he had also sensed the deadly danger contained within that [Black Firearm]!

Beasts were also highly sensitive to danger.