"Keep up."
Gu Tao's exoskeleton hissed into place, and He Yuxiang was astounded by the sight, scampering after Gu Tao and shouting, "Mr. Gu, how much for a set of Iron Man skin!"
Arriving where the loud noise had come from, they saw Mo Dengxian surrounded by buzzing electricity, his eyes no longer showing pupils but rolling wind and thunder instead. He stood sidelong, his sword raised over his shoulder, its tip pointing at the person opposite him. Beside him lay a motorcycle split in half and a person thoroughly dead. The ground around him was cracked open with him at the center, and electric patterns covered the plants and trees.
