The azure light reflected on the stone cave ceiling, as if it were inlaid with colorful gems, but Liang Qu paid no attention to the deadly crisis hidden within those gems.
Too concealed, too swift.
The attacker blended seamlessly with the surroundings, striking with the swiftness of lightning, he could only catch a blurry glimpse of the shadow with the corner of his eye.
Immediately after, Liang Qu felt a weight on his shoulder, and another shadow flew out, colliding straight with the attacking shadow, sending the attacker flying.
When he came back to his senses, Liang Qu realized that Fist, which had been perched on his shoulder, had vanished, leaving only six tiny footprints.
He hadn't reacted, but Fist had!
Fist landed on the ground with the shadow, their carapaces colliding with the stone with a metallic clang.
