"When you truly adapt, both your movement speed and attack speed will surely have improved significantly..."
Swoosh—
The moment the words had barely faded, He suddenly flicked his wrist and shot out two needles.
Jiang Dali almost simultaneously, as He began his motion and perceived the threat, abruptly shifted to the side.
Whoosh whoosh—
The two silver needles narrowly missed brushing past his shoulders.
At the same time, Jiang Dali flicked out with his two fingers.
Cling clang!—
The third needle shot at random by Dongfang Bubai was directly flicked away by his fingers.
Then came the fourth, fifth, sixth needles; Dongfang Bubai gradually increased the speed of his needle-throwing...
Suddenly, with both sleeves flaring out, dozens of silver needles flew toward Jiang Dali like locusts, the air filled instantly with numerous cold, fearsome glints.
Jiang Dali either moved a short distance to dodge or flicked them away casually.
