Qingshan deflects bullets with knife and muscle control

As he sprinted into the yard from the room, the cold air hit his face and bullets followed!

“Piu!”

Sharpshooter’ Sun Ze seemed to have precisely calculated Teng Qingshan’s jumping speed and position as his bullet was directly coming towards Teng Qingshan. However Teng Qingshan was well prepared as he immediately threw out a knife.

The edge of his flying knife flashed a metallic glow, and travelled several meters through the air, precisely clashing with the bullet. “Clang!” That bullet was immediately hit and rebounded to the other side.

But at the same time, another bullet had already been fired. In terms of power, Teng Qingshan’s flying knives were stronger than the power of normal bullets. However, concerning speed, while Teng Qingshan was throwing a single knife, modified guns could fire a few bullets.

“Humph.” Teng Qingshan started to twist his body in the middle of the air, looking like a dragon. That bullet shot directly at Teng Qingshan’s right arm and his right arm instantly became like a string of stretched cow tendons. His right arm simultaneously twisted and revolved, resembling the strings of cow tendons which were rebounding and twisting. With that movement, a powerful spiral of inner strength was produced.

“Poof!”

That spiral of inner strength struck the tip of the bullet like needles spurting out and reduced its speed greatly. The moment the bullet hit the muscles, its force was repelled before it was able to do serious damage.

“Humph.” Almost in an instant, the bullet was squeezed out by his muscles and dropped to the ground. The sound of the bullet hitting the ground made ‘Sharpshooter’ Sun Ze smiled while the corner of Dolgoterov’s mouth curved up into a smile as he was coming out of the room.

One stood in front of the yard’s entrance, and the other stood next to the door in the room.

The two of them were just staring at Teng Qingshan with a smile on their faces.

Yet, Teng Qingshan was standing under the peach tree in the yard, with a face as calm as water.

“The Lone Wolf of the Flying Knives, as expected of the powerful professional who had obliterated the Red Organization alone. My two bullets just now only managed to wound you a little.

“Your ability of controlling your muscles is on a level that I can’t be compared to. I admire you!” Sharpshooter ‘Sun Ze’ was a handsome young man. However, his eyes were icy cold like a poisonous, apathetic-looking snake in the Amazon forest.

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