Chapter 16: The Capture, Uncanny Movements

After a brief moment of astonishment, one of them spoke in an excited tone, "Jason, this girl seems unusual. I'm very interested. Let me handle this for you."

Anran had almost managed to pull Zhang Ning to her side when a sudden pressure struck from her left!

Anran immediately let go of Zhang Ning's hand and dodged to the side. In the next moment, a fast-moving figure lunged from her left. If she had been even a fraction of a second slower, the attacker's hands would have gripped her shoulders. Instead, his hands grasped nothing but air.

Anran's face showed surprise, but the five were even more shocked. They hadn't expected this sweet-looking transfer student to dodge the attack. This repeated anomaly—was it just a coincidence?

A strange feeling flashed through his mind. The boy who had launched the attack spun around, pushed off the ground with his feet, and effortlessly leaped a meter into the air. His hands curled into claws, raised high above his head, as he swiftly lunged toward Anran again.

Anran's pupils contracted, and she quickly retreated. But then a chill rose from behind her. She planted her right foot firmly and shifted to the right, her shoe scraping harshly against the ground. Not only did she stop her backward motion, but her entire body also tilted to the right.

As expected, just as she dodged the attack from above, the boy behind her also lunged, and his speed was even faster than the first attacker's.

Yet, Anran deftly slipped out of the pincer movement. At that moment, they realized her ability to dodge the first attack hadn't been a coincidence or luck. This girl was far from ordinary.

She wasn't just a normal human. Recognizing this, Jason, the leader of the five, ran a slender finger across his lower lip. He had a feeling this girl's blood would be the sweetest he'd ever tasted. The thought made his eyes gleam with excitement.

Cold sweat broke out on Anran's back. She knew her own capabilities well. Since childhood, her athletic skills had been superior to others. And from the moment she could understand, she had undergone rigorous training. Her father, who ran a martial arts school, had trained her as the heir. Yet, knowing this, a chill ran through her heart.

These boys' movements and techniques weren't the result of long-term training. They seemed instinctual, like wild beasts in the forest. Their attacks lacked any form or structure; they were entirely unrestrained. And yet, they were incredibly fast.

Yet, they looked like ordinary high school students, even somewhat unhealthy. How could they move with such agility and speed?

This… this is just… too unscientific! Anran's mind screamed.

Anran was too focused on dodging the two attackers to notice that Zhang Ning, still in a daze, had already reached Jason's side. Her eyes were vacant, her expression calm, as if everything happening around her had nothing to do with her.

Jason didn't pay Zhang Ning any mind. At that moment, his attention was entirely on the vibrant, lively girl before him.

"Stop it. Are you going to ruin the feast?" Jason's cold eyes swept over the four as he barked. "Anger only makes the blood bitter. Step aside. I'll take care of this myself."

Hearing Jason's command, the four stopped their attacks on Anran and retreated to the side, watching with amused interest.

For the first time, Jason felt his blood boiling with anticipation. He could hardly wait. The girl's earlier actions had given him an unprecedented sense of conquest.

He slowly raised his arms above his head. In an instant, his entire body seemed to transform into a purple shadow. Jason moved faster—much faster— than the two who had attacked earlier. Completely caught off guard, Anran couldn't react in time. In a moment of haste, Jason had grabbed her right arm.