Her companion's expression changed slightly; he had a bad feeling about what was about to happen.
But there was no time for them to react. The werewolf, his body seething with blood energy, had already appeared right before them.
"Smack, smack, smack, smack!"
Waves of explosive air filled the atmosphere, the deafening sound resounded in their ears.
When a gust of wind brushed past his face, Leonard Churchill found it extremely exhilarating.
Hitherto, his Floating Kicks could barely manage two or three steps, but after progressing to Air Skill Master, his Curse Power flowing through his veins increased several folds.
Now he could hover in midair and deliver more than a dozen kicks in a row.
This alone was enough for him to dart in short distances like a gust of wind!
The adrenal surge caused by his excitement rendered his muscles empowered - his speed surged several times again.
