"Whoosh!"
A scorching bullet tore through the air as if a poisonous snake long lying in wait, spitting deadly flames, flying straight toward Wang Hao's head.
Although Wang Hao had been exchanging blows with Old Black, his psychic sensing abilities were extremely sharp. The very moment Jin Dafa pulled the trigger, Wang Hao sensed the danger.
He had not yet broken through to the ancient martial realm and thus could not catch bullets with his bare hands, let alone confront them with his flesh and blood.
However, thanks to his precognitive ability and the power of clairvoyance, he could catch the trajectory of the bullet the moment it was fired, so avoiding the bullet wasn't a particularly difficult task as long as his body movements were agile and his speed was fast enough.
"Clang!"
Wang Hao executed a roll on the spot, and the bullet struck the wall, creating a "crackle and clatter" of explosive noise.
