Long Aotian, the Strategist, and Dragon Head all fell straight down.
Bu Ersun burst out laughing. "Go die! All of you, go die!"
Lu Chengwen threw back his head and shouted, "Bu Ersun, what the hell are you doing!? We're on the same side!"
"Same side? Then why did you have them dig me out!?"
Seeing Long Aotian and the others instantly shift to another steel cable, Bu Ersun struck again. Grabbing the steel framework with one hand, he snapped another steel cable.
Everyone was falling.
In his desperation, Lu Chengwen activated the Archaic Ape God!
Holding the Iron Staff, he braced it horizontally between the two ends. After falling for a while, his body hung suspended in midair.
Long Aotian fell down and hurriedly grabbed the Iron Staff as well.
As Zhao Ritian fell, his body caught against the Iron Staff. Long Aotian grabbed his belt, stopping him too.
The Branch Master and the Strategist fell down and grabbed the Iron Staff as well.
The group looked at one another.
Lu Chengwen looked at the Branch Master. "Still want to fight?"
The Branch Master looked upward, on the verge of tears.
There were still some steel frames fixed around the walls above them, but this stretch had no framework at all. It was completely bare. There was nothing except this one Iron Staff.
Still fight? What would winning even accomplish?
But he refused to lose verbally. "I'm fine either way. Fight if you want, forget it if you don't."
Lu Chengwen rolled his eyes. At that moment, Dragon Head dove down from above. "Die!"
Descending from the sky, he struck with his palm, his momentum overwhelming!
All five of them shouted:
"Hey, no, no, no, no, no..."
"Ah, stop fighting, damn it..."
"Ah, fuck!"
The palm came down, and