Screaming to Melt the Anger

Zhao Luo who had been caught off guard by the chain attack was looking at the blade of the ax that would be slicing through his head any moment now.

'Why does it look like everything is playing slow-motion?'

Zhao Luo questioned in his mind as his eyes quickly moved around.

To him, the hand of the disciple with the ax that was coming at him was as slow as a turtle.

The slowly changing expressions on the faces of the disciples surrounding him also shocked him.

"It's like the video has been slowed by 2x."

Zhao Luo said as he pulled back his fist while he was falling towards the ground and an ax was coming at him from above.

It wasn't the others who had slowed down but it was Zhao Luo's brain that was working at an unfathomable speed after sensing the death that was a second away.

Zhao Luo forced one of his feet sideways thus allowing his falling body to rotate.

'Swish.'