At that moment, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a flicker of cold light, shooting towards him with the speed of lightning.
Fang Zhixing’s body tensed, and his right hand quickly transformed into blood-colored tentacles, lashing out.
The glint of cold light that was a sudden attack turned out to be a silver spear, wrapped in the power to tear through the air.
The blood-colored tentacles twisted, abruptly sprouting a white ivory.
The spear struck the white ivory, immediately erupting into brilliant sparks.
In an instant, a ring-shaped wave of air spread out, triggering a terrifying hurricane that completely destroyed a large area of the surrounding forest.
The silver spear was flung into the air, rapidly spinning without stopping.
A dark figure suddenly jumped into the air and grabbed the silver spear.
The dark figure landed heavily, about thirty feet away from Fang Zhixing.
At the same time, the white ivory was also hurled high up but was securely caught by the blood-colored tentacles and did not fly away.
Fang Zhixing’s body shook, and he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.
From the force transmitted through the silver spear, he knew it was definitely a force of millions!
Fang Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing up the dark figure.
The adversary was only about six feet tall, not particularly burly, dressed in black clothes and draped in a black cloak, with a hood covering his head.
Fang Zhixing couldn’t see the opponent’s face and asked, "Who are you?"
The dark figure lifted his head slightly, his voice cold, "Fang Zhixing, you killed three clansmen of the Luo Family, committing heinous crimes. Do you think you can escape?"
Fang Zhixing realized and said, "So you are from the Luo Family, huh? Yes, I did kill those people. What can you do to me?"
The dark figure rushed forward, the spear thrusting straight out, simple and direct, with no superfluous movements.
Fang Zhixing remained composed, swinging up the Jinghong Spear to block.
The two were engaged in close combat!
In an instant, the two weapons collided no less than a hundred times, sparks flew in all directions, shockwaves expanded outward, and the loud sound of the impact was deafening.
At first, Fang Zhixing felt his strength was slightly weaker than his opponent’s, and he was being suppressed.
But as he continuously pumped his strength, the flesh bumps on his body rapidly grew.
His strength rose as well, becoming more formidable as the battle progressed.
Fang Zhixing suddenly increased his speed, swinging the Jinghong Spear forward to sweep away the silver spear.
Almost at the same moment, a second blood-colored tentacle emerged, its tip coiling around the Jinghong Spear, thrusting out with unmatched speed.
Seeing this, the dark figure’s feet exploded backwards, retreating rapidly.
But he was still a moment too slow, and the Jinghong Spear grazed his shoulder.
The black clothing was ripped open at a corner, revealing the shoulder.
Fang Zhixing glanced over indifferently, about to press forward with his attack.
However, that glance made his eyes go wide and his actions stopped.
The dark figure’s shoulder shone with a metallic silver light. It was not made of flesh but some kind of silver-gray metal.
Fang Zhixing’s first thought was that the dark figure was wearing armor.
But upon closer inspection, the shoulder where the Jinghong Spear had grazed was broken open, the hole as big as a fist, and at least ten centimeters deep.
Normally, armor would not be that thick, and it should have revealed the body beneath.
But Fang Zhixing did not see flesh, only the ragged edges where light faintly showed through, resembling the design of electronic chips.
Fang Zhixing’s mind buzzed, stupefied as he said, "You, could you be..."
I’ve been sick twice this month, hence the sparse updates, but I’ll try to get back to twinning as soon as possible.