Richie's bat wings snapped shut with incredible speed, stirring up a whirlwind that rocked the cars in the parking lot.
Bone spikes on his bat wings protruded, aimed at Chen Yang, and then clapped together with a thunderous bang.
If the strike had connected, Chen Yang would have certainly been pierced through and killed on the spot.
Boom!
The clapping of the bat wings produced a loud noise.
Just in the nick of time, Chen Yang utilized Phantom Step, leaving an afterimage in his original place while his actual body had already moved five meters away.
"Your speed is not bad,"
Richie had anticipated that it wouldn't be so easy to kill Chen Yang. A mocking smile appeared on his face as he moved and attacked Chen Yang once more.
"This damn bat is too fast,"
Chen Yang cursed under his breath, swinging his sword to meet Richie's assault.
The two engaged in direct combat, Richie's speed on par with or even slightly faster than Chen Yang's.
