No way.
Fast, too fast!
It felt as if this entire sequence of movements was etched into the bones, performed with fluidity and precision, devoid of any delay or flaw, already streamlined and standardized. So much so that while Pacquiao was distracted by Tang Qian for those few short seconds, the Heart Core Chosen One he protected at the fleet's core was already efficiently sliced, diced, and packaged... Once prepared, the delivery was immediately dispatched!
A moment later, and there wouldn't even be time for a good review!
This scene, unfolding before him, made Pacquiao feel like his lungs were about to explode.
Unbelievable.
Where did these useless teammates come from?!
Rebirth, damn it, brother, you're a Rebirth, for crying out loud!
Even if a pig of Rebirth Rank were to lie there to be killed, it would take at least half an hour, right?!
And how did you expose yourself like this?
