Fito hadn't even been hit yet, and he was already screaming!
But that wasn't going to earn him any sympathy from Ling Feng and Wang Ba. Back on the eighth floor, he hadn't held back when he attacked them!
Wang Ba pulled out a spirit bead, tucked it into his little pouch, then stretched the small rubber band as far as it would go!
He grinned and laughed. "Go ahead, scream! The louder you scream, the more excited I get! Gwahahaha!"
As he spoke, the spirit bead in the pouch glowed brilliantly. With a whoosh, it shot toward the space between Fito's legs!
Wang Ba wasn't the only one attacking. More than forty small slingshots were drawn and firing!
One streak of spirit light after another traced dazzling arcs through the air, like ten thousand swords returning to their source, like swallows flying home—all of them heading straight for Fito!
☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎
☀︎(;′༎ຶД༎ຶ`)☀︎
☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎
It was a full-coverage assault from every direction, without a single blind spot!
"Why are you all aiming at me? Can't you see I've got plenty of teammates?"
Jiang Nan: ╮( ·́w·̀ )╭
"Who told you to go and reach Star Glory Level for no reason?"
You're the strongest within three thousand meters. Who else would we hit?
As he spoke, Jiang Nan tossed another dozen Dancing Grenades over, keeping Fito locked down!
Fito was losing it. Had he made a mistake by reaching Star Glory Level?
Even now, Fito couldn't break free from the "Duck-Chasing, Hair-Ruining" dance. He couldn't even try to dodge, and could only watch helplessly as more than forty streaks of spirit light came flying at him!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A string of explosions rang out. The fierce impacts rattled Fito's bone armor, and the cracks across it kept spreading!
And yet he