However, the slash tore his shirt open at the chest area.
Although Rehan’s knife skills were not perfect yet, he acted very swiftly, which was beyond an ordinary person's capability. After a few brief skirmishes, Micheal felt heavily suppressed.
He quickly retreated and kept a distance from Rehan. He looked at the torn clothes on his chest and said with a grim smile on his face, "Very good. You have some skills."
Rehan was a hunter, but he behaved more like an assassin. He was so reticent that he was like a sniper hiding in the dark, waiting for an excellent opportunity to kill his enemy.
Unfortunately, Micheal was a martial artist, and he was at the Black-level. He was proud of himself for reaching this level at such a young age.
Just then, he rushed forward quickly. Almost in an instant, he was in front of Rehan. His speed was fast. Before Rehan could react, his right hand shot towards Rehan’s throat and grabbed it.