The approaching figure was tall and burly, not typically suitable for a sniper, yet he moved rapidly through the heavy rain like a gazelle, light and quick. This strange combination gave off an eerie vibe. Luo Zheng watched in astonishment as the man sprinted across the mountain terrain at a speed of about seven or eight meters per second, slightly faster than himself, his steps skill unpredictable and hard to track. He knew he was dealing with a master and promptly heightened his alertness to its maximum.