Like a rectangular hydraulic press, He Pi was smashed to the ground.
Boom!
He Pi's chest caved in.
Boom!
He Pi's chest was practically smashed into a meat patty!
Boom!
By the third strike, the ground had collapsed into a pit, and He Pi's pupils were wide open.
He could still breathe, but was taking in less air and exhaling more.
Rumble!
When the cone struck the fourth time, He Pi completely stopped breathing.
Indeed!
The esteemed Seventh-Grade, killed outright by a Third-Grade archer.
Clatter!
Only after He Pi lost his life did the cone fully collapse, ultimately burying He Pi alive.
...
"Gong Ling... this..."
Su Yue swallowed hard.
What kind of archery is this, why is it so terrifying.
"I use an unparalleled combat technique, but unfortunately, only a Grandmaster can perform it. Without your help, it can't be used."
Gong Ling explained briefly.
In fact, she had a mouthful of blood in her throat, but she swallowed it down hard.
