At this moment, Huo Yuhao felt as though every single nerve synapse in his body was about to scorch, and a searing soreness ached throughout his entire frame. Twenty cuts a second might not sound like much, but how long does it take for a finger to snap?
Within the span of those mere finger-snaps, Huo Yuhao had to continuously unleash precisely targeted slashes. Achieving this demanded god-defying reaction speeds, a tacit synergy between his nervous system and muscles, and the complete eruption of all his hidden potential.
In the eyes of others, Huo Yuhao had delivered eighty-one cuts in four seconds. But in his own perception, he had actually taken twenty seconds to execute them. While the speed was still blistering, it was not quite as exaggerated as it seemed.
Chapter 300