His right fist gathered a brilliant burst of electricity, as if holding a small lightning ball. His left hand was poised for a punch, pulled back in a wide arc, concentrating all his strength into his right fist. His steps were heavy as he ran, each step striking the ground with a deep resonance, as if the entire earth trembled before him. In the air, a faint tearing sound emerged, a result of his speed reaching its pinnacle.
Faced with the sudden attack, Luo Chen's face darkened slightly. He did not draw his sword to counter immediately, nor did he take any defensive measures, just stared fixedly at Sima Gun's lightning-encased fist. His gaze was profound and determined, as if he had already seen through Sima Gun's attacking path.
"Luo Chen, brother, what are you waiting for?" Carefree Meng Lan called out anxiously. She saw Luo Chen motionless and couldn't help but tense up. However, she still couldn't wait for Luo Chen's reaction.
