After a round of indiscriminate shooting with sticky rice bullets, the nine boxes were deserted.
During this time, some were hit by sticky rice while climbing down and fell.
Others squatted down holding their heads, only to be shot in the butt, falling headfirst.
Even more unfortunate, some were hit right between the legs, fainted instantly, and then fell.
At present, only Pang Tong, Tan Qizhi, and Cao Siyuan seemed to be relatively okay.
"Do you have any more tricks?" Xiao Feng looked at Pang Tong and said, "If not, we have no choice but to fight hard!"
Of course, fighting hard was not an option, saying this was just to test if Pang Tong had any remaining aces.
"No more, I'm out of tricks!" Pang Tong gritted his teeth and said, "Let's fight, if we can't win, we can only retreat."
Frankly, he never expected such a result.
Back then, his master told him that any deviant techniques wouldn't escape death under this grand formation!
