Watching the black vortex charging toward him, Wang Hao's expression didn't change at all; there was even a hint of a smile on his lips, which somewhat surprised Ryuugen Moto.
However, the next moment, Ryuugen Moto sneered. That black vortex was just a facade; the true assassin's mace was the poison hidden within.
Wang Hao noticed Ryuugen Moto's cold laughter and realized that the incoming black vortex was not as simple as it seemed.
Wang Hao quickly raised his middle finger and thrust it into the vortex.
The violent surge of energy pierced directly through the black vortex.
Ryuugen Moto's expression drastically changed.
"How is this possible? How did you not get poisoned?"
Wang Hao looked at Ryuugen Moto as if he was an idiot.
"When it comes to using poison, if I am to call myself second, no one would dare claim to be first."
You should know that Wang Hao's Ghostly Yellow Springs Finger was a culmination of countless poisons.
