Meng Yang's special ability, the vine whip, can knock down all the sharp thorns in the sky. However, his ability is wood-based, sharing the same origin as cacti, making it difficult to determine a clear winner in a fight.
It would be better to let the most suitable person come, and he can assist.
Teamwork is all about seamless cooperation and complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses.
It's not about going it alone; cooperation is the best approach.
Seeing Meng Yang's actions, Qiu Fengyu on the other side also understood and walked to Yu Yanbin's side, doing the same thing.
And so, the two of them stood beside Yu Yanbin and Cheng Shaolin, helping them fend off the attacks coming from the front.
Yu Yanbin and Cheng Shaolin only need to attack.
Standing at the back, Xiao Peng only needed to pay attention to his surroundings and be on guard.
With this, Cheng Shaolin and his team can fight with peace of mind, entrusting their backs to their comrades.
Li Xiao stood on the road behind, watching the people in front of her work together with such trust, and her heart was filled with emotion.
Is this what a partner is? A partner you can entrust to someone else?
That's great! With such a group of companions by my side, won't the road ahead be less difficult?
In fact, the other two people standing with her also saw it and felt the same way.
This small incident helped to unite them and served as a positive guide for the team, which had not been around for very long.
Cheng Shaolin stared intently at the cactus in front of him, thinking it best to take it down in one go, as he didn't want to see it absorb energy from an even larger area of plants.
Although one of his fireballs was blocked, it's okay, he can continue.
Yu Yanbin was the same; his throwing knives were all blocked by the rapidly approaching sharp spikes, clashing together in mid-air.
With the two forces evenly matched, both the throwing knives and sharp spikes fell downwards.
The throwing knife disappeared before it even hit the ground. Without the continued power of the ability, the throwing knife can transform back into the ability and return to the user's hand.
However, there will still be consumption.
Cheng Shaolin's is different.
His supernatural fireballs set the spikes ablaze upon contact with them, continuing to burn them completely.
To keep the fireball away, the cactus can keep attacking it with its sharp thorns.
After one wave burns out, there are many more waiting for him.
Therefore, his fireballs were a real drain on his energy.
Cheng Shaolin wasn't worried about this at all.
The cactus is also consuming energy; now it's a matter of who can outlast whom.
Now that Meng Yang is there to help, he can focus more on dealing with the main body of the cactus.
The fireballs continued to be thrown at the base of the cactus, and the cactus, sensing the danger, released more sharp thorns to block them.
Before it even reached the fireball, it was intercepted by a bluish-green vine whip.
The vine whip, like a tornado, spiraled and coiled around the incoming spikes, preventing a single one from getting close to the fireball.
Meng Yang swung the rattan whip in his hand forcefully, not daring to be careless.
The cactus realized that the fireball had not stopped it at all and had flown directly to its roots.
It felt the scorching heat and began to panic. Its huge palm-shaped leaves started to sway, as if it were anxious or frightened.
We'd seen cacti move before, so no one was surprised.
Now the shaking has increased, giving the impression that it's trying to escape.
Even from this distance, Li Xiao could see it.
She also became nervous; was this some kind of attempt to uproot them and run away?
The truth is, she was overthinking it.
This mutated cactus isn't that extraordinary.
It just swayed.
"Shao Lin, it's very effective, keep going." Yu Yanbin was very pleased to see the current state of the cactus.
It's good that you're getting angry; it proves you're afraid.
Cheng Shaolin slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his sharp eyes fixed on the swaying cactus.
Now Yu Yanbin is attacking from above while he is attacking from below, and the cactus is struggling to cope with the combined offensive.
The fireball was blocked and did not harm the cactus.
"Shao Lin, I'll increase the intensity a bit later." Meng Yang was very apologetic. He hadn't completely blocked all the attacks, allowing the cactus to seize the last opportunity and launch hundreds of sharp thorns in a final burst to block the fireball's onslaught.
"It's alright, Uncle Meng. You've done very well. It's already pushed to the limit, so just keep going."
Cheng Shaolin launched a new offensive, still comforting the apologetic Meng Yang.
"Just do your best; there's no need to overexert yourself."
Seeing Cheng Shaolin focused on the battle, Meng Yang felt a sense of relief upon hearing this.
Okay. I understand.
Seeing the new wave of attacks begin, he quickly got into battle mode.
The cactus was truly enraged when it realized that the fireball it had managed to intercept was hurtling towards it again.
It shook its huge leaves, and its sharp thorns grew out once more.
As if it had been inflated, the cactus suddenly expanded outwards.
Everyone stared at the cactus, mouths agape.
"Yan Bin, watch out!"
"The same to you."
The two were on high alert. With a slight twitch of their slightly bulging palms, all the spikes on their bodies were launched and hurtled toward them.
“I’ll go!”
Even those of them standing so far away were shocked, staring intently at the rain of arrows falling from the sky.
Meng Yang and Qiu Fengyu took a deep breath and, with all their might, swung their rattan whips at the sharp spikes that were moving at a noticeably faster speed.
These spikes are faster and harder.
It encountered the swung vine whip and pierced it fiercely.
Many of the vine whips were broken, and it seemed they were losing their grip. So the two of them increased their powers, continuing to conjure vine whips in their hands and swinging them into the air.
The situation was urgent, and Xiao Peng quickly joined in.
One by one, earthen cones spun and shot forward, trying to block the numerous steel spikes.
Many sharp spikes were knocked away and fell to the ground by the earthen spikes. Xiao Peng made more, and these earthen spikes rushed around, knocking away all the sharp spikes that Meng Yang and Qiu Fengyu had not yet intercepted.
Not a single one flew over; they blocked them all together.
Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"You continue, we'll hold them off." Meng Yang stood ready, prepared to deal with even more arrows.
Yu Yanbin and Cheng Shaolin exchanged a glance and nodded vigorously.
Immediately, both of them used their special abilities and headed towards their target.
Both of them wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, and they both used all their strength this time.
Yu Yanbin unleashed a barrage of blades, the gleaming golden throwing knives shooting rapidly towards the giant cactus leaf.
Cheng Shaolin, on the other hand, condensed into a giant fire dragon, which formed in his hand.
As it grew larger, reaching a length of over five meters, Cheng Shaolin forcefully swung it forward, towards the cactus.
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