Not a single error could be admitted within these three seconds.
Li Huazhao ducked his body. The distance between him and the Star God Lu allowed him to dodge the character charm by moving to the corner outside of Lu's peripheral vision. Yet, a second before he hid, a bone-crushing invisible blow landed powerfully on his right shoulder, echoing a heavy thud like colliding metal and rock.
"His—" Intense pain forced Li Huazhao to gasp for air, as his right hand lost its grip on the dinner knife, sending it flying uncontrollably.
With impeccable timing, he steadied his body and thrust the dinner knife in his left hand toward the chest of the Star God Lu.
Star God Lu hadn't anticipated his attack to inflict no significant damage. Meanwhile, the dinner knife was already so close, it was almost upon him. He struggled desperately, twisting his body.
