Kicked off the Pedestal
The area around the two figures seemed enveloped by an invisible force field, making the air oppressively dense.
The atmosphere stagnated; nobody moved.
Grass and leaves danced chaotically around them, fluttering between the two. As the last leaf passed their field of vision, both figures vanished again.
The God of Assassins flexed arms as sinewy as dragon coils, his claws reaching out like a vicious dragon, striking Ye Qiu with the swiftness of lightning.
The God of Assassin's movements were so quick that they cast shadows, and Ye Zi couldn't discern from where the attack would come.
Ye Qiu's eyes gleamed knowingly, sparing any unnecessary movement. The actions of the God of Assassins seemed to slow down in his eyes, and just as the attack was about to hit him, Ye Qiu suddenly counterattacked.
