'So what if he's a genius? In the face of absolute power, he's nothing but dust!'
He figured that if he'd been at the center of the blast, he would have suffered shattered bones even if he hadn't died. There was no way Yang Jing could have escaped unscathed.
"Finish this quickly!" Li Hongyu growled. Veins bulged on his right hand as he gripped his short blade, preparing to charge into the black smoke. He would land the finishing blow while Yang Jing was grievously wounded and end him for good.
Just then, the dense black smoke began to dissipate, revealing a patch of devastated ground at its center.
Li Hongyu squinted, trying to find Yang Jing's body and see if there were any signs of life.
However, in the next moment—
A dark silhouette suddenly shot out from the lingering smoke. It was even faster than before, lunging straight for Li Hongyu with a sharp, unstoppable momentum!
"What?!"
