CHAPTER 623: CHAPTER 344:

However, with a whoosh of the wind, there was already no one there.

Fang Cheng’s figure vanished like a ghost just as the water serpents closed in.

When he reappeared, he was several meters away.

It seemed like a sudden, untraceable teleportation.

With Fang Cheng’s Spirit Attribute at 50 points and Agility Attribute at 40 points,

a surprise attack of that level didn’t even qualify to make his heart race.

"This guy is tricky, need to be cautious..."

Seeing the sneak attack fail, Scorpion cursed inwardly.

His eyes turned, and he immediately agitated the hostage wrapped in the water ball, shouting:

"Don’t move! Or I’ll crush him! Let me see if your punch is faster or my water flow!"

Looking at the masked figure before him, standing there under his threat, futilely clenching his fists.

Scorpion felt quite smug, thinking he saw through the opponent’s nature, had seized his weakness, and regained the initiative.

But he didn’t notice that, during the mere few seconds of conversation, Fang Cheng’s right arm had undergone a peculiar change.

The skin turned red and hot, muscles continuously swelling.

The 5-second charge of the Kirin Arm had now completed.

Boom!

Fang Cheng’s body suddenly leaned forward, his waist like a tensioned steel cable exploding.

His right fist broke through the sound barrier, wrapped in a heat wave so intense it distorted the air, and struck fiercely!

The compressed air at the front of the fist even showed a faint ring of red light burning!

This punch crossed over ten meters of distance, delayed but arriving first.

Scorpion didn’t even see his movement clearly, just felt a flash of red light before his eyes.

Bang—!

The huge water ball encasing Lin Xuhao exploded on cue!

The terrifying fist power precisely shattered the liquid cage completely but didn’t harm Lin Xuhao inside by even a hair.

Sprays of water mixed with yellow-brown viscous liquid splattered everywhere.

"Ah!"

Cheng Leyi exclaimed in fear, instinctively closing her eyes, not daring to look.

When she opened them again, she saw her companion had separated from the water ball, collapsed on the ground.

"Lin Xuhao!"

Cheng Leyi showed joy and quickly ran over to lift him.

"How are you? Are you okay?"

"Cough cough... Ugh!"

Lin Xuhao knelt on the ground, vomiting violently, expelling nothing but turbid yellow sewage, emitting a foul stench.

Breathing heavily, his face pale, it took him a long time to recover.

"I’m okay... Damn, this guy’s disgusting, I’ll have to cleanse my stomach thoroughly when I get back!"

Lin Xuhao cursed, then together with Cheng Leyi, cast a suspicious gaze at the man wearing a white mask.

"Who is he???"

Lin Xuhao was full of doubts; he barely had much conscious awareness inside the water ball.

In his daze, he thought it was a senior from the Special Search Team who came to assist.

"Look closely at the design of that mask. Does it remind you of anything?"

Cheng Leyi reminded, her voice sounding somewhat dry.

At her words, Lin Xuhao’s eyes widened, observing closely.

Upon seeing the ferocious, Evil Ghost-like mask design, he couldn’t help but gasp.

"He... he is... the masked mysterious man we tracked before?"

Lin Xuhao stammered, immediately recalling scenes from past missions with Cheng Leyi.

In pursuit of the mysterious man who killed the Ghoul, they had lurked around Jiangbei Old Factory Street for quite some time.

Though ultimately returning empty-handed, the legend of "White Owl" remained deeply etched in his memory, known for its power and cruelty.

"Watch out!"

During their conversation, Cheng Leyi suddenly shouted.

Water droplets transformed into deadly bullets at that moment, dense like locusts, shooting towards Fang Cheng!

Both were caught up in the aftermath of the fierce attack, rolling and crawling to the street corner wall for shelter.

The battle unfolding before them was even more directly shocking than the name "White Owl" itself!

Scorpion’s figure had completely disappeared.

It seemed he had merged with the rain itself, blending into the boundless night.

Bullets, whips, and blades formed by condensed rainwater relentlessly attacked from all directions.

Every blow on the walls and ground corroded a small pit emitting white smoke, making a sizzling sound, as if poured with acid.

Yet Fang Cheng moved like a ghost strolling through the storm.

His figure constantly flashed amid the dense barrage, sometimes disappearing on the spot.

The next second, he appeared on the other side of the street, so fast that even Cheng Leyi and Lin Xuhao struggled to catch even an afterimage.

"It’s useless! It’s useless! In my world, you can’t even touch me!"

Scorpion’s sharp voice echoed from all directions, trying to disrupt Fang Cheng’s mindset with taunting words.

Fang Cheng remained indifferent.

His scarlet gaze calmly scanned all movement around.

During yet another dodge, he suddenly struck, precisely catching a small clump of yellow-brown viscous liquid from an incoming water stream.

The liquid squirmed violently between his fingers, seemingly having a life of its own, a corrosive burning sensation stinging from his fingertips.

This is it.

Fang Cheng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Nearly identical to the sticky yellow liquid found in Scorpion’s room before.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng’s gaze swept across the surroundings, instantly uncovering the vulnerability in the opponent’s invisibility.

Though merged into the pouring rain, aided by darkness and the rainwater, it’s indeed hard to detect his traces.