Chapter 263 - The Black Peacock0

The fiery explosion suddenly swelled like a blooming lotus, its heat waves licking the air. The intense heat lifted the edges of Cassius's coat, causing his golden hair to lift and reveal the cross-shaped scar on his smooth forehead. Next to him, Feng Liusi raised his left hand slightly, his two red fingers snagging a shard of metal from the explosion out of the air. 0

Both of them had quickly dodged the rocket. In truth, an attack of this magnitude wouldn't have killed Cassius or Feng Liusi, but it certainly could have inflicted serious injuries. Naturally, if they could avoid it, they would.0

According to the Black Ops Agency's rankings, combat artists trained in Covert Martial Arts were classified as B-grade, equivalent to heavy weapons like a rocket launcher. Even a skilled combat artist could be injured if they tried to withstand a rocket launcher head-on.0

These mysterious assassins had gone to the extent of deploying heavy weapons, but they had still fallen short of catching Cassius and Feng Liusi off guard. It was easy for highly skilled combat artists to detect threats at a distance with their keen senses. Those who had trained in Covert Martial Arts possessed vision and hearing far beyond ordinary people, so they could detect danger even from a hundred meters away.0

Dodging a rocket when they could see it launch was a simple task...0