Su Chen stared at the figure, his eyes wide open.
Damn, where did this woman come from?
She is so powerful.
Although, with his strength, flicking away a rocket is easy.
But, most rockets are triggered by contact.
Even a slightly greater force could cause the rocket to explode.
Yet, the woman had just casually flicked her sleeve and sent the rocket flying.
Such control over her strength was simply unbelievable.
The woman was dressed in a blood-red long dress.
Her flowing sleeves, under the light of the fire, made her look like a midnight Shura.
Dancing with the wind.
It looked extremely eerie.
Could it be that this woman emerged from some iron man?
"Coach?" Su Chen tentatively called out.
The woman finally turned her head.
To Su Chen's great disappointment,
It was an unfamiliar face.
Not the coach!
After all the effort, it turned out he had rescued a stranger.
The woman's face was very pale, seemingly devoid of any blood color,
But she was breathtakingly beautiful.
