Apocalypse Wasteland Psionic Ability stream.
《Typhoon Apocalypse: I Possess a 100% Hit Rate》
【System + Upgrade + Apocalypse + Psionic Ability + Migration + Leader】
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But Ye Anzhen was too fast, like a black lightning bolt, darting through the night sky, getting closer and closer to Lu Fan.
A sharp whistling sound came from behind.
Lu Fan was extremely anxious. Although he was fast enough to outrun ordinary Awakened Ones, he couldn't outrun Ye Anzhen, who was a Level 9 Awakened One.
If you get caught, no matter how many lives you have, it's all for nothing!
Lu Fan gritted his teeth and immediately overdrawn his superpowers, unleashing all his speed-related abilities at once.
"speed!"
Various lights flashed across his body, his speed suddenly increased, and his figure became even more blurred in the rain.
Lu Fan ran at a speed that pushed him to his limits for a long time, but he could still feel the oppressive feeling that followed him like a shadow.
Even at this speed, which required him to exhaust his supernatural abilities, he still couldn't shake off Ye Anzhen.
"You can't escape!"
Ye Anzhen's voice came from behind, echoing in the rain-soaked air, carrying endless killing intent.
Upon hearing this, Lu Fan dared not delay for a moment and immediately used his teleportation ability to disappear from the spot.
"Teleportation?"
Ye Anzhen, who was almost catching up, suddenly turned extremely gloomy:
"Wasn't Lu Fan supposed to be a strength-type character? How can a strength-type character run this fast?"
He was filled with rage and couldn't help but burst into a tirade:
"Damn it! Are the intelligence team at Thunder Bureau just sitting around doing nothing?"
Ye Anzhen himself couldn't believe that with his strength, he had to use all his strength to chase a fifth-level awakened person, and in the end he still couldn't catch up!
This was a disgrace to him, a ninth-level awakened being.
"boom--!"
A raging purple flame erupted from Ye Anzhen's body, and his ninth-level pressure exploded outwards!
The air was compressed by the extreme energy, creating a sonic boom cloud. The person was like a purple lightning bolt tearing through the void, chasing after it wildly!
Every step Ye Anzhen took was like shrinking the distance to an inch; seemingly slow, yet covering a thousand meters in an instant, closing the distance to Lu Fan in the blink of an eye!
"Kid, let's see how you die!"
Lu Fan had just finished teleporting when a terrifying whooshing sound came from behind him, forcing him to teleport again.
Ye Anzhen actually managed to catch up with Lu Fan, who was escaping using speed and spatial jump abilities, by driving purely with energy.
With each teleportation now, Lu Fan can feel Ye Anzhen's aura getting closer and closer to him.
After continuous teleportation, Lu Fan's body gradually began to take its toll.
"Oh no! We're being caught up!"
Driven by a strong will to survive, a thought suddenly popped into Lu Fan's mind: the southwest.
This was Lu Fan's intuitive ability, the Sixth Sense, which pointed him in the direction of survival.
Lu Fan had no choice but to change direction immediately and run frantically towards the southwest.