Mu Feng's Fear

Seeing that the situation was turning against it, Rocket Frog intended to jump into the magma below the volcano. But Su Yang wasn't going to give it a chance.

Amidst the golden radiance, a strike came down.

Bang!

Rocket Frog used its robust back to withstand the blow. After a muffled groan, its eyeballs almost popped out.

Su Yang didn't stop; the stove poker in his hand kept swinging. The stick winds swept like a dragon, repeatedly striking Rocket Frog. Every time Rocket Frog was knocked away, it quickly flew back. After hundreds of repetitions, Rocket Frog couldn't bear it any longer and begged for mercy, "Please, stop hitting me!"

"I'll give you anything you want."

"Have mercy on me!"

"Ah~"

The miserable cries were deafening, echoing through the mountains.

"Oh my, this is so brutal."

"Poor Rocket Frog."

"This guy, is he the one who will die the fastest after breaking through to the seventh-grade mythical beast?"

"Terrifying humans."