This time won't be an exception either!!
Holding the Double Hammers high, He Bashan's face was adorned with a smile, his pupils chaotically swirling within his eye sockets.
He was analyzing the speed at which Fang Yu would launch the attack, when the sword would be slashed, and what moves would follow.
Integrating last night's data of Fang Yu's battles and today's intense fight with Lin Kuanglong, as well as the efficient defeat of Tie Shi the Stone Elder, all sorts of information were being factored in his brain like extra conditions.
At this moment, to He Bashan's eyes, the charging figure seemed to split into dozens of different attacking afterimages from every direction.
As the distance closed in, these afterimages started to vanish quickly, leaving only five or six still approaching, and his time for thought was running scant.
The afterimages were merely a tangible manifestation of He Bashan's battlefield situation analysis.
In essence, it was the brain's computing power.
