"Clang, clang, clang!" The sound of crisp clashing and sparks flying erupted as the Black Shadow wielded a long knife, forming a screen of blades before him, astonishingly deflecting all the bullets. With a powerful push from the ground, his body catapulted forward like an arrow released from a bow, chasing rapidly and ready to strike with a cold, detached killing aura.
Luo Zheng's face changed dramatically; he had heard Tiger King mention that once you reach a certain level in knife mastery, you can deflect incoming bullets with it. Initially, Luo Zheng didn't believe it, but to his surprise, it turned out to be true, and he was experiencing it firsthand. Seeing the opponent's fierce slash approaching, carrying a sharp wind, Luo Zheng was taken aback, tripped over something underfoot while retreating, and his body fell backward. In the air, he twisted strangely; the vicious strike from the Black Shadow nearly brushed past Luo Zheng's chest, carrying a chilling breath of death.
