Ps: The dark figure No. 2 and No. 1 in the last two chapters got reversed. No. 1 is the current one, and No. 2 is the idiot playing with ants. It has been corrected. Thanks to the reader for the reminder.
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Clang!
Swish swish swish.
In the blink of an eye, the fist that was meant to stab collided with a piece of bone shards, but not with the Mask, instead, it struck the white bone thorns growing from the opponent's shoulder.
It was like a dense fortress of trees that blocked layer upon layer of crossbow bolts shot from afar against the tree trunks.
The dark figure No. 1's fists ultimately stopped 1 centimeter away from Feng Mu's face, just matching the distance from his chest to the circle of ribs, stopped dead.
Neither advanced an inch, nor could they advance an inch.
Inches between them, was the distance between life and death.
The dark figure No. 1's ankle was caught, his fists were locked, leaving him with only one leg, unable to pose any further threat.
