Chương 52: Level 1

Fortunately, he instinctively blocked the knife with his right hand. If not because of it, the knife would have already penetrated deep into his throat. But still, the knife pierced his hand, and the tip of it wounded the skin of his neck.

"Ngh! Dammit!" The rebel groaned as blood dripped on his wounds. 

Everyone was dumbfounded at that instance. They looked at where the flying knives came from. They saw the boy walking unhurriedly to the front.

A glint flickered in the rebel's eyes. Then his face began to twitch into an angry expression.

He looked ahead and saw the boy moving slowly towards them. But the boy stopped halfway. The expression on his face was indiscernible as it was overcast with shadow. Only his glaring eyes are discernible at this moment.