Chapter 18 The enemy is coming, the weird swordsman, the hero!
A handsome guy came in and he was a big star.
He has very handsome features, golden pupils, light blue flowing hair, and a sapphire pendant hanging from a gold chain around his neck. He looks handsome and elegant.
No. 1 in A-level, Sweetheart Mask.
"It looks good and is three-quarters as handsome as me." Ren muttered.
Fubuki's face twitched and she secretly cursed narcissism. She looked at the man who had attracted everyone's attention and frowned:
"Why is he here."
Sweetheart Mask put his hands in his pockets and entered the noodle shop with a charming smile on his face, looking confident and calm.
His good looks, star + professional hero persona made several little girls and even middle-aged aunts in the noodle shop exclaim softly.
It can be said that young and old all kill each other.
Even the noodle shop owner was surprised and looked flattered.
His humble little shop was suddenly visited by a big star, which made him feel bright and happy.
Sweetheart Mask ignored everyone's reactions, walked straight to Ren's table, smiled lightly and said:
"Hello, Genos, Ren, I am Sweet Mask, the No. 1 A-level sweetheart."
He simply ignored the bald face of a passerby. He knew Fubuki, but he didn't say hello.
Renn put down his chopsticks and said calmly: "Hello."
Kamen's ideas are a bit extreme, and he's not a bad person, but his usual speech is unpleasant and not very likable.
Genos was even colder, not even bothering to say hello, and said, "Is something wrong?"
Faced with the rather cold and perfunctory attitude of the two people, Sweetheart Mask was not annoyed, and showed an interesting smile on his face, saying:
"Something happened, let's go out and talk about it."
Ren and Genos looked at each other and stood up.
Saitama looked at Sweetheart Mask who was walking out and muttered: "Be careful, he may be here to educate newcomers."
Last time, that "snake-biting punch" Snake suddenly jumped out from the roadside and attacked him, saying that it was an industry rule and he wanted to give newcomers a kick.
Genos nodded, not only not afraid, but also a little eager to try.
The three of them came outside the noodle shop together. It was getting late, and there were only a few worn-out street lamps in the lane. The lights were as dim and dim as candles, with a somewhat obscure warmth.
The breeze blew by, and the alley became quiet.
Sweetheart Mask always looked at the two people with an elegant smile and said:
"I believe that a hero must have a belief in justice, a glorious image, and strong strength. Unfortunately, there are very few people who can meet these requirements at the same time.
Ren, Genos, I admire you very much and look forward to your future performance."
As newcomers to the association, Ren and Genos are both good-looking, handsome, and have a good image. Their performance in strength is also very impressive. One has killed many ghost-level and even dragon-level monsters, and the other has been
Exceptionally recognized as an S-class hero.
To a certain extent, the two of them quite meet the requirements of Sweetheart Mask for professional heroes.
Therefore, he took the time to come over and see them this time.
Ren yawned and said perfunctorily: "Thank you for the compliment, you are also very handsome."
This guy came all the way here just to talk about this? It’s all boring...
But he didn't reach out to hit the smiling man, he was too lazy to complain.
Hearing this, Sweetheart Mask couldn't help but laugh. He looked Ren up and down, and chuckled: "You are more easy-going than I thought."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense."
Genos interrupted the other party's politeness, raised his hand, assumed an attack posture, and said coldly, "If you want to educate new people, just come here!"
At this stage, Xiaojie is still very stubborn and rarely polite when speaking.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to cause trouble."
Sweetheart Mask stared at the cold-faced Genos, and seemed to have thought of something, and shook his head, "It is a good thing to have strong blood, but don't overdo it, otherwise you will burn yourself."
"This also applies to you." Ren said calmly.
Sweetheart Mask was stunned, frowning slightly, and met Ren's deep blue eyes.
The two looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere was slightly tense.
Soon, Sweetheart Mask felt a chill in his body. The unparalleled sharpness in the other person's eyes, which seemed to be hidden in the abyss, made him unable to adapt and he took the lead to look away.
So strong...
Sweetheart Mask's heart trembled.
His instinct told him that he might not be able to defeat this man.
"Maybe, you seem to understand me quite well."
Sweetheart Mask looked away and smiled faintly.
Seeing that Ren didn't reply, he shrugged, took out two envelope-like things from his pocket, and handed them to the two of them.
Genos took the letter, looked at the word "Bonus" on the cover, and was stunned for a moment.
Is this guy here to hand out bonuses?
I seem to have heard that after becoming an S-class hero, you will receive a large bonus.
Ren took the letter. Unlike Genos's, there was no writing on it. He didn't care whether Sweetheart Mask left or not, he opened it on the spot without hesitation and pulled out a certificate.
Professional Hero Qualification Certificate
Name: Lane
Ranking: 39th in Class A.
Hero name: Flash
City: Z city
…
Renn: "..."
What the hell is The Flash?
What should I do if the guy next door comes over and asks for copyright fees?
Ren rolled his eyes: "What a stupid title. I'm a swordsman."
It's better to call him Sword Master.
Sweetheart Mask spread his hands and said: "You appear mysteriously, fall from the sky like thunder, and defeat the enemy... This is the evaluation of you by the citizens of S City. Don't glare at me, this is not my decision."
"Can it be changed? I hate this name." Renn looked unhappy.
The Flash in the DC world next door, let’s not mention it. Every time the screenwriter can’t continue, he kills Flash and restarts the timeline.
Killing flashes to sacrifice to the sky, with boundless magic power, this is a sure thing... In short, street boy + old tool man.
"This... upgrade to S level, you have a chance to change your name."
Sweetheart Mask's eyes were a little confused, and he didn't know why he was so disgusted with this title.
The Flash, this name is not unpleasant.
When the things were delivered, the two of them were not very familiar with each other. Sweetheart Mask did not talk much, waved gently to the two of them, put his hands in his pockets, and turned around to leave.
After walking for more than ten meters in the dimly lit alley, he suddenly stopped and said:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Ren, be careful. When I was looking for you, I unexpectedly found that someone else was looking for you."
Ren was walking back to the noodle shop, and when he heard his words, he stopped in his tracks.
He didn't look back, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Really? Then I'll be waiting for you."
Sweetheart Mask laughed dumbly and left without saying anything.
After contacting Ren, to be honest, he was not very optimistic about the actions of that group of people, although their strength was not bad.
Ren and Genos returned to the noodle shop and talked about what happened just now without hiding anything.
Saitama slurped the noodles, and when he heard the word bonus, he couldn't help but look at the thick wad of bills in Genos's hand, and said a little sourly:
"S-class heroes and C-class heroes are really very different."
Envy, he also wants the bonus.
Fubuki snatched the hero qualification certificate from Ren's hand, looked at the word "A" on it, her eyes were a little complicated, and said:
"You've been promoted to level A so quickly."
Although A-level was within easy reach for her, she never had the courage to take that step.
It's easy to be promoted to A-level, and with her strength, it's not difficult to be ranked at the top of A-level.
However, it is difficult to become the top A-level one. She has no confidence to surpass the disciples of Atomic Samurai, let alone the mountain of Sweetheart Mask...
Ren looked at Fubuki with a gloomy expression and said:
"Is it meaningful to be stuck at No. 1 in B-level? Being promoted to A-level will not affect your ability to continue leading the Fubuki team, and you can hone yourself better."
Fubuki snorted softly and said: "To put it simply, it will be difficult for me to become the number one in A-level even if I go up. You have also seen that guy in Sweetheart Mask. He has the strength of an S-level hero, but he just deliberately blocked his position and stayed in A-level."
First grade.
You are indeed very strong, Sweet Mask may not be able to stop you from becoming an S-class hero.
But, can you guarantee that after you reach S level, you can continue to advance as well as you do now?"
The previous competition did not reflect the full strength of Ren and Saitama.
So Fubuki felt that although the two of them were strong, they were still far inferior to her sister, and not as good as some of the best S-class heroes.
Renn: "..."
Okay, as long as you are happy.
Too lazy to argue.
Saitama was focused on other issues. He picked up the water glass filled with ice cubes, took a sip, and said with a longing look on his face:
"Flash, this hero name is good and handsome. I wonder what kind of hero name I will have in the future."
After becoming a professional hero, you need to be active for a period of time before you will have an official hero name.
Ren said with a dull face: "The bald man in the cape."
"puff!"
Saitama spit out the water from his mouth and poured it all over Genos. He hurriedly wiped it for him, "Sorry, I got it on you."
After saying that, he glared at Ren and said, "Don't talk nonsense, my hero's name will never be so unpleasant."
Bald... is the word he hates the most.
Genos took out a tissue to wipe off the water drops on his body, and said seriously:
"Many hero names are determined based on the hero's physical characteristics. In fact, what Mr. Ren said makes sense. Mr. Saitama, your hero's name is most likely to be the Bald Caped Man."
Saitama: "..."
Σ(°△°|||)︴
No, no, he doesn't want such an unpleasant nickname.
"flash?"
Chui Xue muttered the name and nodded slightly, "Not bad, a very loud nickname."
Renn: "..."
(￣△￣；)
It was quite loud, lightning, loud and bright, but...
Ren looked at Saitama and Genos beside him, and a ridiculous idea suddenly came to his mind.
Superman (Saitama), Cyborg (Genos), The Flash (Rain), Wonder Woman (Kesha)... Damn, the similarities between the characters are quite high. You can shoot "Justice League" with just a camera.
2", Director Zha looked at it and called him an expert.
After finishing their udon noodles, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the four of them parted ways in the middle of the street.
Saitama and Genos return to no man's land.
Renn still had something to do and planned to purchase some supplies, so he walked to the supermarket in the city.
The street where the noodle shop is located is a bit remote, with few street lights and a slightly dim view. The moonlight shines down, as if the asphalt road has been covered with a layer of silver frost.
The lonely streets echoed with the crisp sound of high-heeled boots stepping on the ground.
Ren looked at the girl walking beside him and said:
"Hey, why are you following me? It's very dangerous."
Chui Xue stretched out her hand and gently held her hair, and said calmly: "It's just on the way. I'm going to take a taxi home. Why, do you want to do something evil to me?"
Ren shrugged, glanced at her chest, and looked through the towering arc towards the deep alleys on the other side of the street.
"I'm still a gentleman, but some people may not be as compassionate as me."
As soon as he finished speaking, murderous intent suddenly arose in several dark alleys!
Whoosh!
The icy cold light tore through the night, and the blade flashed past, striking Fubuki's head with the force of thunder! The murderous intention and strong wind shook up her long hair!
Chuixue was startled, and suddenly felt chills all over her body. She almost instinctively raised her hand and pressed it.
boom!
The power of telekinesis was released instantly, and the green light repeled the blade. The cold tip of the blade barely stopped in front of her forehead, but it still cut off a few strands of her black hair.
However, this is just the beginning.
After blocking the fatal blow, before Fubuki had time to think, a cold light bloomed in another alley. A knife was like a poisonous snake spitting a message, stabbing her armpit from the side at a tricky and fierce angle, while the other knife slashed diagonally.
He slashed at her pink neck!
The three enemies double-teamed each other and launched a killing spree. Their cold and bone-chilling murderous intent was frightening.
Moreover, the power of their slashes was astonishing. Fubuki's telekinesis could only control one of the swords and was powerless against the other two blades.
Seeing that the girl was completely gone, Ren immediately grabbed her arm and pulled her back!
"ah!"
She subconsciously exclaimed, her waist instantly bent, her body tilted and drifted backwards and fell.
The knife that struck at her neck passed across her forehead, cutting off a few strands of hair, and fell downwards, just in time to collide with another knife thrust from the side. The blades collided and shot out dazzling sparks!
This pull not only allowed her to dodge the opponent's attack, but also caused the two enemies' blades to collide, directly interrupting their attack rhythm.
Fubuki was pulled backwards and flew away. Ren opened his hands, hugged her waist, turned around and put her on the other side.
She breathed a sigh of relief, a little frightened, and looked at the enemies behind him.
The three men all looked to be about 30 years old, with slender bodies and well-proportioned muscles. Their slightly rough-skinned hands held long knives.
After a round of attacks to no avail, they immediately gathered around, with cold light flowing from the blades, sinister eyes, and an evil aura coming towards them.
'So strong, with such fierce sword intent and murderous intent, it is no worse than the three A-level heroes such as Iai Tetsu, Samurai Drill and Qiu Wutachi...'
Fubuki was secretly frightened when she saw it, and she increased her vigilance. Green light of telekinesis gushed out from her whole body, and her skirt flew up, preparing herself for the challenge.
Renn pulled out a small utility knife from her waist, turned to look at the three uninvited guests, and said:
"Hey, hey, where did you come from, are you poor swordsmen? Do you know how to show mercy to women and cut down such a beautiful vase?"
Fubuki: "..."
(￢?￢), who is the vase?
Seeing that he had given her a hand just now, she refrained from having an attack.
The brown-haired man among the three people across from him took a step forward. He raised the long knife flowing with cold light and pointed it at Ren, and said with a ferocious expression:
"Sword Demon, you bastard finally dared to stand out and become a professional hero. It's really ridiculous. You despicable villain. I will never forget the shame you gave me in my lifetime..."
Ren tilted his head and said, "May I ask, who are you targeting? You talk so much, it seems like we are very familiar with each other."
Brown-haired swordsman: "..."
(Д｀?)σ
This bastard defeated him in a kendo competition and humiliated him in front of his master... At this time, he actually said he didn't know him.
The brown-haired swordsman's body trembled and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Before he could reply, his two companions spoke.
"Sword Demon, you are such an insidious villain. You humiliated your senior brother and even injured our master in a sneak attack. This time, I will definitely cut you into pieces!"
"Don't think that someone will come to save you. This place is blocked and the mobile phone signal is blocked. Just suffer death."
The two of them said with cold expressions.
Fubuki took out the mobile phone in his pocket and looked at it. Sure enough, it showed no signal.
It seemed that the enemy was well prepared this time.
"Oh, it turns out you are members of the Sword Saint Association." Ren suddenly realized and looked at the three swordsmen, "You, what are your names?"
"Listen to me, the one who killed you is..." The brown-haired swordsman looked fierce and was about to announce his name.
"Stop!"
Ren raised his hand to interrupt him and said disdainfully, "I don't have time to remember the names of you idiots, so I'll just call you... Passenger A, Passenger B, and Passenger C."
"..."
The leading brown-haired swordsman... no, it was a passerby whose face flushed red from suppressing his emotions, his eyes spitting fire, and he said, "Kill! Junior brothers, go ahead and kill him!"
After saying that, he charged at Renn first, drew his sword and slashed, the bright cold light shone under the night, and struck Renn's head with a fierce momentum, as if he was going to split him in half!
Faced with this fierce blow, Ren's expression remained unchanged, and he asked Fubuki to step back and not interfere, and raised the utility knife.
Clang!
The three-inch long utility knife looked fragile, but it firmly held the chopped steel knife, and sparks flew out at the intersection!
Seeing that the opponent had blocked his full-strength draw with a small knife, the brown-haired swordsman's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.
No, this is impossible.
A few months ago, although Sword Demon was very strong, he was far from this fierce.
At the same time, the other two swordsmen moved, cold light cut through the void, one knife stabbed him in the abdomen, and the other knife slashed his neck from behind, the murderous aura was cold and bone-piercing!
Clang! Clang!
Ren raised his arm and easily knocked away the passerby. He swiped the utility knife in his hand as nimbly as a silver fish and deflected the cold blade that was stabbing at his heart. Then, he held the blade that was slashing at the back of his neck with his backhand and raised his hand.
Knock back enemies.
A set of movements was performed smoothly and smoothly, and he did not move even while standing in the same place.
"hateful!"
Passerby A was shocked and angry. He suppressed his anxiety and shouted, "Come together! Don't give him a chance to breathe!"
After saying that, the three swordsmen surrounded him at the same time, slashing wildly with the samurai swords in their hands. The sword lights intertwined and scattered countless sparks of cold light. The fierce offensive seemed to tear Ren into pieces!
However, Ren stood still, the utility knife in his hand drawing various beautiful arcs, deflecting or blocking all the slashes.
A shocking scene appeared.
The three swordsmen attacked desperately, slashing wildly with their blades. The cold light tore through the night and illuminated the street. It was like a laser knife net slashing at Renn crazily. The sword light cut into pieces on the ground under his feet, leaving behind scars.
But it's still useless.
Clang clang clang!
Facing the strangulation of the whirlwind of sword light like a meat grinder, Ren yawned, and the utility knife in his hand jumped and spun extremely flexibly, defusing all the dense incoming sword light. The utility knife and the three samurai swords kept cutting.
Collision, sparks burst out, like miniature holiday fireworks!
The three swordsmen attacked fiercely. They slashed for two minutes. Their foreheads were sweating and panting, but they couldn't hurt a single hair on Ren's head.
Even, Ren started to follow the sonorous beat, waving the utility knife while stepping in the light of the knife, with sparks shooting out around him, like a tap dance.
Fubuki: "..."
This...the gap is too big.
The two sides are not on the same level at all, and the gap is wider than the gap between a three-year-old child and an adult.
By the end of the attack, even the three swordsmen were in despair.
"I'll fight you!"
Passerby A had a look of grief and anger on his face, and veins in his arms were pulsing. He gave up his defense and used all his strength to raise the knife to slash at Ren's head. The cold light cut through the void and let out a shrill roar!
clang!
Renn lightly held the blade of the utility knife and made a smart movement of his wrist.
puff!
The sharp blade of the samurai sword was guided by the utility knife and hit the passerby's shoulder in reverse direction. The sword flashed and red blood spattered!
Passerby A screamed and fell to the ground, the blood-stained blade still stuck in his shoulder.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At the same time, Ren sided to avoid the knife blade that Passerby B stabbed at his waist and abdomen from the side, raised his leg, and kicked him in the butt.
Bang!
Passerby B jumped out at a faster speed, and the blade instantly penetrated the house on the street. He himself also hit the wall, and the wall collapsed, sending gravel and dust flying!
The remaining passerby C took the opportunity to rush behind Ren. As soon as he raised his knife, he found that the enemy had turned around and grinned at him.
He was so frightened that his body froze, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his arms were trembling, unable to chop down.
Snapped!
Ren raised his hand and slapped him with a big hand, hitting passerby C so hard that he vomited blood and flew backwards.
At this point, the three swordsmen, whose strength was comparable to that of A-level heroes, all fell and lost their fighting power.
Fubuki: "..."
So strong.
This time she saw clearly that he did not use any superpowers, but only used some basic sword skills to crush three young swordsmen with considerable strength.
This kind of swordsmanship is amazing even to a layman.
"Pa-pa-pa-..."
Suddenly, a burst of applause came from a dark alley not far away.
"As expected of you, you are the true seed of swordsmanship that Nilun, Tianqing, Kamikaze and others are optimistic about. At this age and with this level of swordsmanship, given you some time, you will definitely become a peerless swordsman."
A man wearing samurai uniform and clogs came out.
He is tall and has long gray hair tied into a bun. His eyes are somewhat narrow and his broad face makes him look a bit mean and vicious.
He put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, grinned with a sinister smile, and said:
"Sword Demon, I haven't seen you for a long time and you can't remember my disciple, but you should still remember me."
Ren narrowed his eyes, shook the utility knife in his hand, and said:
"Are you a member of the Sword Saint Society, the master of seppuku?"
abdominal dissection: "..."
(╬▔plate▔), it’s abdominal incision!
"As sharp-tongued as ever, it's up to you. These are your last words anyway."
The expression on the slightly wrinkled face of the belly cutter was a bit ferocious. He clenched the handle of the knife, and a bloody and terrifying murderous intention and cold and sharp sword energy surged out!
Murderous aura instantly filled the entire street, and the moonlight was like water, making it even more desolate.
Chuixue felt chills all over her body, and she felt like her head would be in another place at any moment. She gritted her silver teeth, her body froze, and she did not dare to move rashly.
Renn did not react at all to this murderous intent, shrugged and sneered:
"Old man, you are just a defeated general under my command. Where do you have the courage to say this?"
These words seemed to poke the scar of abdominal incision. His expression was gloomy, and he clenched the handle of the knife, his fingers turning white.
He wanted to teach the younger generation a lesson, but was chopped down with a sword. This incident almost made him a laughing stock, and he was in danger of death.
Kapiri was very angry, stared at him with sinister eyes, and suddenly grinned.
"Hahahaha... Of course I still remember the humiliation you gave me, but thank you for making me make up my mind."
He laughed wildly, and his face gradually became distorted and alienated, turning into an ugly red monster face with three eyes and a mouth full of sharp teeth.
At this moment, his momentum also skyrocketed. The weirdo's evil and depraved aura mixed with the swordsman's bloody and fierce killing intent, making it extremely terrifying.
Fubuki's face turned a little pale, her delicate body was tense, and she secretly thought something was wrong.
This man should be a veteran great swordsman, but he is also a weirdo, and his strength is terrifying.
Renn looked at the weirdo-turned-Gastrotomy, raised his eyebrows, and mocked:
"No way, you think you can defeat me by becoming this indifferent?"
He finally remembered this thing.
Without him, this guy couldn't resist the temptation, swallowed the monster cells and turned into a monster, and wanted to kill the Atomic Samurai.
"Arrogant, you have no idea what kind of power I have gained now and how powerful I have become."
The weirdo belly-cutting slowly pulled out a section of the blade, the cold light flashed, and he said with a ferocious smile, "Goodbye, Sword Demon, you are a true swordsman genius. It's a pity that you shouldn't offend me. You will be reborn in a good child in your next life."
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the sole of his foot, and his body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards him. He drew his sword and slashed, his murderous aura was released like a violent wave, and the cold light shone through half of the street!
The slash was so fierce and swift that Fubuki couldn't even see his movements.
Clang—!
Ren also launched a charge, with a slash of the utility knife, and the blade of the samurai sword rubbed against each other in the street, shooting out dazzling sparks!
The sword lights intertwined for a moment, and the two people passed each other.
Kapukuri stopped and kept waving the knife. There was a rumble from the side where the tip of the knife was pointed, and the walls of several houses fell along a diagonal line, collapsing and kicking up dust!
Tick tick tick...
His arm holding the knife was bleeding, and drops of blood fell to the ground.
"You actually blocked..."
He used a utility knife to block his full blow after turning into a monster, and even injured him.
Unforgivable…
Kakeru's expression was ferocious and his mentality was completely unbalanced. He suddenly stepped forward, but instead of attacking Ren, he rushed towards Fubuki and slashed with the knife. The sharp cold light made her face turn pale.
"Kill your woman first!"
He no longer had the confidence to kill the opponent, and he didn't want to return empty-handed.
Fubuki: "..."
(???;)
Wait, she's not his girlfriend at all, she's just a stranger and they've only known her for a few days.
Ren didn't look back, raised the utility knife in his right hand, and said disdainfully:
"Bye, bang~"
As soon as Kapiri cut into pieces the telekinesis shield created by Fubuki, the slashing action of the knife suddenly stopped, and the blade got stuck a few inches in front of her forehead.
He only felt his body tighten, and his clothes restrained his limbs like ropes.
puff!!
Before Fukuhara could react, his clothes squirmed and dozens of blue sword lights bloomed, stabbing him instantly into a humanoid hedgehog, and blood spurted out!
He was stunned, and his body was quickly stained red with blood. He turned his head with difficulty and said:
"What did you do and when?"
Ren turned around, the cold light flowing on the utility knife in his hand, and the blue sword energy swimming around. He said lightly: "When we were cutting each other just now, I guided some sword energy along your blade and into your clothes."
Fusukiri’s eyes were dull and he murmured:
"It's incredible. Swordsmanship... can actually reach... such an unpredictable... realm?"
Plop!
As soon as his arm was loosened, the katana fell to the ground, and the man fell into a pool of blood, losing his life.
[Kill a ghost-level monster and gain 800 killing points.]
Renn raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
At 800 points, this is close to a dragon-level monster. It seems that after being transformed into a monster, he still has some strength.
Unfortunately, for him, the peak of ghost level and the shame of dragon level are the same.
Fuxue breathed a sigh of relief. She was so close that some blood was spattered on her body. She couldn't help but frown and said:
"Damn it, this matter has nothing to do with me. It almost brought disaster to Chi Yu. How are you going to apologize to me?"
Ren was about to reply when his eyes suddenly changed and he pointed at a certain alley with a flick of his finger.
boom!
The sword energy flew like a laser, smashing a small eyeball-shaped thing into blood foam!
"Um?"
Ren didn't stop, he rushed into the alley, aimed at a tall and powerful black figure inside, and punched him.
The opponent's reaction speed was extremely fast, and he suddenly raised his arm to meet the attack with a punch.
Bang!!
The two iron fists collided head-on, creating a raging wind. The walls on both sides of the alley collapsed and shattered in the aftermath, with countless bricks and tiles flying!
Blue flames burned on the surface of Ren's body, shaking away the gravel and stopping in place.
The person on the other side groaned, seemingly a little surprised. When his body was knocked back, he simply used the force of the impact to pull away and fly back.
The black shadow was tall and burly, but extremely agile. He rushed to the street next door in an instant, opened a manhole cover and jumped down.
Ren ran in pursuit, and at a quick glance, he seemed to see a strange man with wild hair, fangs, and four weird vertical eyes.
