A silver afterimage tore through the gray mist.
[Body Technique·Spiral Charge]!
SCHLICK!
A massive wound, deep enough to expose bone, suddenly burst open on a Wind Demon Wolf's flank, its dark red flesh curling outward.
It didn't even have time to let out a pained howl.
Han Feng's figure had already appeared dozens of meters away, practically gliding along the ground.
A Wind Blade spat out by another Wind Demon Wolf grazed his scalp, shearing off a few strands of black hair.
[Ding! Spiral Charge·Proficient (382/400), Skill Proficiency +1]
Dancing between claws and fangs, weaving on the knife's edge of life and death, the rate at which his Skill Proficiency increased finally began to skyrocket.
The slaughter had already become tedious.
Han Feng became the deadliest of dancers, weaving back and forth between the three enraged Wind Demon Wolves.
Each time, he would evade at the very last moment before their claws struck, dodging in the most perilous and unbelievable ways.
