Standing firm on the ground, Yan Luo suddenly turned around and grabbed a fence in the backyard with one hand.
The fence was torn apart by Yan Luo with an ear-piercing metallic screech.
Yan Luo pulled out an iron rod and fiercely threw it at Wang Zhengxian.
The iron rod broke the sound barrier instantly. If Wang Zhengxian didn't have a computing chip assisting him, he would have likely been pierced by that iron rod.
The suddenly deployed barrier deflected the iron rod, and Wang Zhengxian hurriedly used protective magic on himself, creating several defensive shields around him.
Yan Luo's speed was overwhelming, compressing his actions into one second, rendering Wang Zhengxian incapable of reacting.
Fast enough, strong enough, even if he couldn't fly, he was Wang Zhengxian's nemesis.
No way! His speed must be restricted!
With that thought, Wang Zhengxian cast a spell, causing the soil beneath Yan Luo's feet to churn up, covering his feet and wrapping around his ankles.
