Pop!
Just when Su Zixuan was in utter despair, the sniper bullet was stopped dead in its tracks by a strange force. A faint glow formed a shield that blocked the bullet before shattering.
The sniper bullet clattered to the stage floor, and Su Zixuan's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the bullet on the ground as if everything that had happened was just a dream.
"The bullet! The bullet was stopped? Who is it... Who saved me?"
Su Zixuan stood there, utterly dumbfounded, unable to imagine who could have saved her in such a situation. If it wasn't for the bullet lying on the ground as undeniable proof, she would have thought the moment she saw the bullet was just a hallucination.
The bullet had flown right up to her face; what kind of force could have stopped it in those few milliseconds? This completely exceeded what Su Zixuan could comprehend.
