Zhou Yaoxia and the others had seen this person's portrait when they were at the branch office. The portrait was drawn by Deputy Director Luo, whose painting skills were superb, depicting the person's features vividly.
So much so that they knew each other's identities the moment they met.
The Madman remained silent, his gaze sweeping over Zhou Yaoxia and the others like a cold blade. Time seemed to freeze at that moment. Zhou Yaoxia and the others felt an immense pressure enveloping them, rendering them immobile.
Suddenly, the "Madman" made his move! His movements were lightning fast, leaving no time for anyone to react. He flashed past, instantly appearing in front of Zhou Yaoxia. His fist, carrying a sharp gust of wind, slammed fiercely towards Zhou Yaoxia.
Zhou Yaoxia's eyes widened, her heart filled with shock. She had never imagined that the "madman" would launch an attack so quickly.
However, she was, after all, an experienced warrior, and reacted immediately. She dodged to the side, simultaneously swinging her short blade in an attempt to block the Madman's attack.
However, the Madman was simply too fast. His fist easily dodged Zhou Yaoxia's short blade and slammed into her chest again. Zhou Yaoxia only had time to block with her arm, but the force of the punch still sent her staggering back several steps.
"Second Sister!" The others were also caught off guard by the Madman's sudden attack. They drew their weapons, ready to fight the Madman.
The Madman also made a move, his figure quickly disappearing from the group's sight. When he reappeared, he pounced on the remaining group like a hungry tiger, his speed as fast as lightning, leaving no time for anyone to react.
His fist was enveloped in spiritual energy, as if it wanted to crush everything. His eyes were filled with madness and pleasure, as if this was something he thoroughly enjoyed.
In an instant, blades flashed and fists clashed as the group engaged in a fierce melee with the "Madman." However, the "Madman's" strength far exceeded their expectations. Each attack was as ferocious as a storm, making it difficult to defend against.
He alone can hold off Zhou Yaoxia and the other three!
This was not only a difference in their level of skill, but also in their combat techniques. This person seemed to have been born for battle, and the group felt a sense of powerlessness when facing him.
Just when everyone was at a loss, a sharp, piercing sound suddenly came from behind [Madman]. The sound was like something was cutting through the air at high speed, which immediately put everyone on alert.
Before they could even see what it was, they realized that all the attacks were landing on the "Madman." The "Madman" stretched out his hands and waved them like a phantom, blocking all the attacks.
A figure stood silently before Zhou Yaoxia and the others. His posture was tall and straight, and he exuded a mysterious and profound aura that inspired awe in everyone. His presence seemed to blend into the surrounding environment, yet also stood out from it, giving people a sense of unfathomable depth and elusiveness.
"It's you!" [Madman] recognized the person and a wicked smile appeared on his lips as he spoke, a rare occurrence for him.
Zhou Yaoxia and the others finally recognized the person standing in front of them and called out, "Director Luo!"
The person who arrived was Luo Yu.
Luo Yu maintained his smiling face and said calmly, "These kids are all promising talents; we can't let you ruin them here."
Upon hearing Luo Yu's words, "Madman" revealed a disdainful expression: "That's not up to you!" His voice carried a hint of sarcasm and provocation, as if he didn't take Luo Yu seriously at all.
The words had barely left his mouth when the "madman" charged forward.
Luo Yu deftly sidestepped, dodging the Madman's attack. A folding fan had appeared in his hand, fluttering like a butterfly.
"It seems you really enjoy fighting," Luo Yu said with a smile.
The madman did not respond; his attacks grew increasingly fierce, each move deadly.
Luo Yu remained calm and composed. He used his fan as a weapon to skillfully deflect the Madman's attack, and then used the force of an elbow strike to attack the Madman's abdomen.
The Madman reacted with lightning speed, quickly making a countermeasure. He crouched down slightly, lowering his center of gravity, and extended one hand to block Luo Yu's attack.
Luo Yu retracted his elbow, changed his posture, and the fan, like a sharp knife, sliced through the Madman's palm, drawing a string of scarlet blood beads.
[The Madman] seemed to be in pain and quickly distanced himself. Looking at the bloodstains on his palm, [The Madman]'s smile deepened, his eyes gradually lost focus, and a faint bloodstain appeared around the whites of his eyes.
"Hehehe..." The Madman chuckled softly, the sound echoing in the air with a chilling undertone. "It's been a long time since I've encountered an opponent who could injure me..."
Luo Yu's expression remained unchanged as he secretly adjusted his breathing. The previous exchange was merely a warm-up; he knew the Madman's strength well and knew he had to go all out.
"You guys go support Ye boy first. Old Chen has already gone there. I sensed a strong aura at the center," Luo Yu said to Zhou Yaoxia and the others.
"None of you are leaving!" The Madman licked the blood from his hands, his previously lifeless eyes now sharpening as he stared intently at Luo Yu. Power surged within him, his body radiating a crimson light, making him resemble a raging beast.
Luo Yu took a deep breath, and suddenly opened the folding fan in his hand, its surface shimmering with strange light. He stepped into the void and sped towards the [Madman] with unstoppable momentum.
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