Chen Chuan's speed in that moment had exceeded the man's reaction limit. Though he seemed only a hair faster, that hair's breadth was the distance between life and death!
"He killed the boss!!"
The horde of minions finally snapped back to their senses. Roaring with shock and fury, they raised their guns, preparing to shoot Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan's concentration was now absolute, his gaze exceptionally calm. As his Second Self took over, everyone's movements seemed to slow to a crawl. He crouched slightly.
As he made this move, the flagstones beneath his feet slowly spiderwebbed with cracks. Wisps of white steam rose from his body, immense heat radiating out along with moisture.
