"Is there sothing you need?" Sun Hang tilted his head slightly and asked.
"Playing dumb!" The Hunter shouted sternly, "I won't allow soone like you, using underhanded ans to bluff your way through, to beco a Rank Hunter! That group of wimps in Dubhe Tower may be afraid of the hostages in your hands, but I won't!"
"You're not afraid I'll kill the hostage?" Sun Hang turned his head and glanced sideways at the direction of the convenience store. The Puppet Master was obediently sitting at the bar by the window, showing no intention of running away.
"Just try touching her, I guarantee you'll pay tenfold!" The Hunter said.
"A re brute, I really wonder why you have so many fans?" Sun Hang glanced at the bystanders who had just been frantically snapping shots of the Hunter, now retreating fifty ters away and excitedly holding up their phones.
"Are you trying to provoke ? Don't worry, I'll make sure you get your wish."
"Don't you think fighting in a place like this, surrounded by onlookers, and getting fild to be uploaded online, is like performing as a street monkey?" Sun Hang mocked.
"Are you chickening out?" The Hunter showed a hint of disdain, "If you're afraid to fight, then hand over the hostage and voluntarily quit the trial, I can refrain from attacking."
"I'm just complaining."
The trash talk ended without warning; the ground beneath the Hunter's feet suddenly sank, and countless fungal threads burst out from the fractured earth and stones, wrapping around his arms and legs, pulling him directly into the pit!
But in less than a second, the Hunter broke those iron-hard fungal threads with brute force, jumped out of the pit, and punched toward Sun Hang across a ten-ter distance.
Sun Hang imdiately dodged—a fierce gust brushed past his cheek and slamd solidly into the convenience store window behind him.
With a loud crash, not only the attacked convenience store, but all the glass windows on this street shattered, and the shelves inside the convenience store were twisted into a spiral of scrap by an invisible force, crashing through several walls in succession.
Only when the Hunter retracted his punch did a sharp wave of sound explode around, causing the onlookers to clutch their ears in pain.
"Are you planning to kill ?" Sun Hang glanced at the now-ramshackle convenience store; fortunately, the cashier and the Puppet Master weren't in the path of the punch wind, or else their fleshly bodies wouldn't even leave a trace behind.
"If you could be killed by this punch, you wouldn't be worthy of being my opponent." The Hunter took a deep breath and swung his second punch toward Sun Hang.
However, what the Hunter didn't notice was that after he jumped out of the pit, Sun Hang had already activated a slow-motion ability similar to "bullet ti."
What seed like less than a second to the Hunter and the crowd, stretched to a full thirty seconds in Sun Hang's perception; he could clearly see, as the muscles in the Hunter's arm contracted, the air within half a ter of his punch compressing into substance, like a high-speed rotating projectile launched from the front of his fist. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on nοvelfire
As soon as this air projectile left his punch, a strangely shaped shield composed of nurous tal objects appeared in its path.
The shield looked like common roadside tal objects—tin trash cans, tal chair legs of benches, iron signs hanging from shop fronts... These were attracted, gathered into a two-ter-diater, thirty-centiter-thick flat creation by a peculiar force.
But inside, unseen to the people around, the tal objects had lted together, forming a sponge-like structure filled with bubble holes, and in these holes, copious amounts of semi-solid, semi-liquid mushroom threads packed tightly.
The mont the air projectile contacted the shield, the shield deford, encapsulating the projectile into a large, irregular sphere—through high-speed rotation, internal tearing, and reorganization, the massive kinetic energy attached to the projectile was rapidly neutralized and absorbed...
In an instant, the shield reverted to its original form, while the fearso air projectile launched by the Hunter completely vanished.
"Is this your ability?" The Hunter frowned, his previous arrogance dwindling, replaced by wariness and seriousness, "What sinister entity does your mimicry inside co from?"
"Your ability is compressing and solidifying air, right?" Instead of answering, Sun Hang questioned the Hunter, "But with a control distance limitation; you can only control the air within half a ter around you, otherwise you could suffocate with solidified air directly without resorting to such attack thods."
"Have you studied my files?" The Hunter's face turned slightly unpleasant; although he's been in many official promo videos, he's never disclosed his ability details. The audience could see him punching a hole through steel from dozens of ters away, but never knew he lost control of compressed air beyond half a ter.
"No, but I can see it." Sun Hang replied.
"See it?" The Hunter was stunned, "That's impossible!"
"Your attack speed is too slow, and long-range attacks require preparatory buildup, making it easy to predict and dodge." Sun Hang elaborated, "Based on my speculation, this is likely your feint tactic, misleading the opponent to think you excel at long-range attacks, entices them to engage in close combat, and then you use solidified air to strangle them, am I right?"
"Even so, my punch speed is only 0.09 seconds, how could you see it?!" The Hunter doubted.
"0.09 seconds... Fast, is it?"
Before the Hunter could respond, he realized his feet were already encased in two heavy iron chunks, followed by an irresistible force coming from his ankles—
His balance was instantly disrupted, causing his whole body to fall backward; he instinctively tried to solidify the air behind him to support himself, but discovered to his shock that a section behind him had inexplicably beco a vacuum!
In a non-enclosed area, vacuum existence is extrely short, air from all sides is imdiately sucked over, filling the void, but for the Hunter, it was already too late.
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