The tornado's eyes flashed, finally catching the perfect moment when his opponent seemed to be out of breath.
In just an instant, his body lunged forward, like a ravenous wolf longing for flesh and blood, eagerly unfolding his own gluttonous feast.
Surrounding the target who had almost lost the ability to counterattack, Tornado's figure shifted rapidly, leaning into every possible vulnerable spot to unleash his full offensive output in an instant.
It was like a hurricane swirling around Bai E, a combat scene so fast that the figures were nearly indistinct—this was the origin of his moniker "Tornado"!
This wasn't a name he gave himself, but an honorific bestowed by the spectators!
Until this moment, all the frustration and rage that Tornado had felt in this fight seemed to be vented in an instant, as his fists, filled with fury, pummeled down on that frightful and disgusting body from all directions like raindrops.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
