In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
"Am I now the hunted deer," Cao Wei mused wryly to himself.
What surprised him even more was that not even his extraordinarily powerful sense of hearing could detect Qing Chen's footsteps.
This made it impossible for him to locate his opponent, unable to even find the target for a desperate final stand.
Panting, Cao Wei suddenly didn't want to run anymore.
He shouted into the woods, "Since you dare not come out, I won't run either. Let's just endure this standoff."
Saying this, he nonchalantly sat down, adjusting his breathing on the spot.
Cao Wei was gambling, betting that his opponent wouldn't dare let him, a C-Class Expert, recover his strength and heal his injuries in peace!
He silently let his arms hang by his sides, gently digging into the soil, ready to launch a desperate counterattack if the young man emerged to kill him then.
But as soon as Cao Wei had sat down, a sharp weapon suddenly whizzed through the trees.