Zeng!
A black shadow shot swiftly towards Wang Zhong once again!
With some difficulty, he could finally get a clear view of his opponent's actions. Spreading his hands out, Wang Zhong's speed of retreat increased explosively. Appearing to possess springs in his feet, he let Galen rush past him, before extending his hands out to their limits to give a grab.
Crash!
It felt as though he had managed to grab his opponent's neck. However, due to his opponent moving too quickly, Wang Zhong was unable to pull him in despite using his full strength. The extreme chafing caused a burning sensation to sear through Wang Zhong's palms while leaving behind just a torn sleeve!