Edited by RED
"What is this!?" Zhang Che's pupils shrank, sensing a great danger approaching him rapidly.
Every time the purple lightning pounced, it would suddenly shoot over fifty meters forwards. In just three jumps, it was nearly upon Zhang Che, spending barely two seconds.
At that moment, Zhang Che could only reflexively bring the Mutated Puffersword up to his chest to defend himself. He didn't have the time to move his feet.
This was all thanks to Zhang Che's efforts over the past few days, practicing the basic movements of the sword routine Huang Tielan gifted him whenever he was free, that he had such a swift reaction.
A huge force suddenly hit him. Zhang Che only felt that a soft body collided into him, carrying a huge force behind it. He couldn't resist it and fell backwards, rolling several times before coming to a stop.
