Brewing Storm XV
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ye Chong’s speed was amazing. He moved like a column of smoke. If anyone was there to witness such happening, one would be dropping the jaws on spot. "Is this the speed of a human at the greatest?" They would wonder.
Lan Yixing howled once, deep agony he was in, with a hint of feeling released.
The mist of blood clouded both men, with the sound of strings breaking rang within. No one could tell what had occurred inside, as they heard the whimpers coming from both of them simultaneously.
The fire in Ye Chong was extinguished. He retrieved his calmness in battle, where he felt like he had jumped off an erupting volcano right into the freezing lava, his eyes were tainted by the true desire to kill.
His velocity lifted countless afterimages, the tips of his toes exerted forces nonstop as he accelerated. His godliness speed was none of his business, as his eyes were all onto that cloud of blood at the center of the field.
Shush! A man flew out of the mist.