Voom——
The air current roared into his ears, the eardrums trembling with a buzzing sound.
In high-speed motion, the air felt thick and sluggish like a quagmire, with the rain-soaked black hair clinging to his forehead, the skin surface was lightly pricked by the falling raindrops.
The forest, meadow, and the sky shrouded with distant dark clouds, rapidly receded to the rear on both sides, stretching into blurred bands of green, gray, and black in sight.
This was [Teeth Hunting], an exaggerated speed that seemed to teleport to ordinary people, disappearing from the spot in the blink of an eye.
Something he was long accustomed to.
Countless practices, raising the Skill Level to lv3.
Allowed Xia Nan to gradually adapt to this state, as if the whole world was frozen still.
A highly focused attention, and agility at "7", enabled him to unconsciously ignore irrelevant surroundings and focus all his mind on the enemy.
