Mad Dog's speed was swift, his body flickering across the ground, transforming into a shadow, rapidly darting toward Lin Fan.
At the same time, Lin Fan moved as well, his speed even faster, like a lone swan gliding through the air.
"Such speed!"
Upon seeing this, Mad Dog's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, and he immediately shed his carefree demeanor, becoming cold and sinister.
In the blink of an eye, the two men were face to face.
Mad Dog's eyes flashed coldly, his ten fingers curled into claw-like forms, their long nails gleaming sharply under the lights like blades.
"Mad Dog's First Technique, Frenzied Claw!"
With a furious shout, Mad Dog's ten sharp fingers immediately lunged at Lin Fan's throat, tearing through the air.
Even before the fingers touched Lin Fan, he felt a chill at his throat. With a quick step, he deftly dodged aside, and with a "hiss," Mad Dog's claw ripped through a swath of air.
