Wen Xishu did not know that, at this moment, his abilities were strikingly similar to those of Chronos, one of the Four Emperors.
Of course, in the eyes of the audience, even the eyes of his opponents, when the battle commenced, Wen Xishu only appeared very precise.
Unexpectedly precise.
He always managed to just avoid the opponent's attack range, just avoided the guillotine's suction, just found the blind spot of the physical sound wave.
Just avoided the lurking violent repairman behind him.
Didn't seem very fast, just calm and precise.
Not a single unnecessary move.
This bizarre scene lasted for several seconds.
Three combat-type machines were wildly attacking on the stage, but Wen Xishu evaded contentedly.
"I've never seen a match so effortlessly easy, Shadow Warrior looks like he's playing with three children! Look! His steps are so graceful!"
"He's facing three machines! Three!"
