C276 I Can't Fall

"You've got some fight in you, kid!" Han Feng's lips quirked up in a smirk, but his face quickly took on a serious cast.

"Psionic power, hold!" Focusing on the specter a good ten meters away, Han Feng ramped up his psychic energy.

A surge of psionic force burst forth, barreling straight towards the Terminator. In a flash, the Terminator's advance hiccupped—a clear pause. But a second later