87 Mysterious voice

Within the laboratory, flickering flames continued to shine.

The middle aged man gloomily stared at Su Hao, who was two meters from him. Alarm bells went off in his head. He pondered whether that had been a coincidence? Why had those stones fallen as he had moved through the area?

Was it a coincidence? Or had this youth in front of him predicted it would happen?

Calculation? Deduction? Or a telekinesis control ability?

This person is problematic!

After years of battle, he had seen a number of strange ability talents. If he had been careless, any one of those abilities could have been his downfall, leaving him without a grave. Origin ability talents weren’t terrifying on their own. What was truly terrifying was someone who had maximized their talent’s potential!

The middle aged man stopped in place.

“Cautious enough.”

Su Hao’s eyes squinted. Since you’re not making a move, it’s my turn to do so.

“Xiu!”

“Xiu!”