Chapter 312

Then they saw Tenth Senior Brother staring with wide eyes, a ghost-like expression frozen on his face as he fixed his gaze on the river behind them. Gulp! Everyone unconsciously swallowed hard, a vague premonition telling them that something extraordinary had just happened. They turned back to look. There, upon the calm, blood-stained surface of the river, a towering pillar of water suddenly exploded upward with a deafening roar. Ning Wuque’s figure had materialized above the river. His hands were moving like a pair of high-speed propellers, frantically thrashing the water to create thunderous, ear-splitting claps. The walls of white water he kicked up reached a height of ten zhang, towering on either side of him. As Ning Wuque sprinted naked through the bloody river, these two walls of water billowed like a pair of white wings. His speed was actually much faster than that of their rowing boat. They watched with their own eyes as the distance between them rapidly shrank, as if he would catch up to their battered little vessel in the very next second.