Bam!
Chen Fu stepped backward, light as air, in three swift moves. With a snap of his toes, he lifted two arcs of crescent moonlight, triggering his light firearm—shots rang out, and lead bullets flashed through the shimmering arcs, falling like stars and moons crashing down toward Kui Zhao!
Stars steal the soul, the moon locks your fate!
Lingxu Battle Technique, "Stars Fall, Moon Collapses!"
Blood-red armor shimmered around Kui Zhao as he twisted away from the bullets, both hands shaped like wolf claws, like an eagle's beak—a mere touch scattered the moonlight arcs. He stomped down hard with both feet, transforming into a wolf lunging beneath the moon, leaping at Chen Fu!
Lingxu Battle Technique used to be one of the rare ways the weak "could defeat the strong," even a veteran Martial Artist who'd trained for years could be killed by a youngster who had only practiced Lingxu for a few years.
"Because times have changed."
