"Bang!"
After the clash, Run Sheng couldn't control his body and slid backward. Just as he was about to fall, he suddenly exerted force with his waist, pushing forward and using a shovel for support, he managed to stabilize his stance with difficulty.
The monkey reached out and pulled the nails out from its waist one by one, then casually tossed them aside.
The disdain in its eyes gradually faded. It leaned forward, lowered its center of gravity, held the stick sideways, and solemnly took a ready stance:
"Enough horsing around, time to clear the field."
Below the pillar, Lin Shuyou tried several times to stand up with all his might, but all his attempts failed midway.
He bit his lip hard, a bit unwilling. The monkey's physique was incredibly intimidating. If he could initiate divination like he used to, then the situation for his comrades would be much better.
