"Entering Strength?"
The person in midair, with a profound mist overhead, looks down upon rows of buildings below.
A Faceless wearing a white mask stands at the entrance of the quiet supermarket, surrounded by seven or eight Faceless, looking up at him.
Locking eyes with that one and only Faceless, Chen Feng's gaze flickers slightly, somewhat surprised.
This is his first encounter with a Faceless of the Entering Strength level.
But...
"It's not much different."
Whoosh!
A flicker of ash, vanishing into thin air just before landing on the ground.
Chen Feng surrounds all the Masked Men and Faceless before him, a golden broadsword appearing in his hand.
Tap tap tap tap.
A series of rapid footsteps echo, as the Faceless struggle desperately.
To this, Chen Feng simply flashes with golden light, sweeping across the battlefield, resolving everything.
Bang!
A Masked Man at the Entering Strength level is pierced through the chest and falls backward to the ground.
