"Boom!"
Gan Ning's body erupted with icy-blue externalized Qi. He swung his Fang Tian Hua Ji and slammed it hard into the ground. Amid a thunderous crash, rolling waves of force carried clouds of dust outward in every direction.
Once the dust settled, a huge pit five meters across had appeared in the ground, nearly two meters deep.
"A little shallow." Gan Ning looked at the depth and muttered. It wasn't that these inland ships drew around three meters of water; he needed to leave some margin. If they ran aground, they'd be screwed.
He stepped over to the side, shouted, and brought his halberd down again. This time, he blasted out a pit three meters deep.
He reached out and touched the pit wall. After being subjected to such tremendous pressure, its hardness was still quite good. At least it wouldn't crumble into chunks after being soaked, causing silt to build up on the riverbed.
Let's stick with this strength!
With that thought, Gan Ning leaped into the bottom of the pit. Icy-blue externalized Qi rose from his entire body as though it were burning, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hands began to swing.
It was just like practicing martial arts on ordinary days. The only difference, really, was that earth and stone stood in the way. But that was just right—it could count as charging through countless enemy troops.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The crashes rang out continuously, merging into one thunderous roar. Clouds of dust and rolling waves of force filled the area. Gan Ning advanced slowly but steadily, like a human-sized open-face tunnel-boring machine, treating the earth and rocks as though they were nothing.
The soldiers gathered around gaped in astonishment. There's actually such a ridiculous way to do this?
Even Zhou Tai stared