"Young man, you don't have any respect for martial ethics!"
As the words of Xue Yunzi fell, his figure twisted and transformed into a Blood Shadow, seemingly insubstantial.
The rocket passed through the Blood Shadow as if it were nothing and exploded on the ground, the high-temperature flames it produced were specifically designed to counter evil ghostly entities.
Cackling!
From the Blood Shadow came a smug and strange laughter as it twisted and changed in the void like smoke, moving as fast as lightning, lunging at the captain in several flickers.
"Protective shield!"
The captain shouted into the headset, and arcs of electricity as thick as thumbs flashed around him, which would have reduced him to charcoal if not for his protective suit.
"The same move, do you think I would be fooled twice?"
The voice of Xue Yunzi was cold; he had been injured in the last skirmish because he had been caught off guard by the body-protecting thunder.
