225 Three fists and one gun!

The seconds and minutes slowly drained away along with the repeated thrilling encounters. Admittedly, the life force of 'Scorching mouth' was steadily and firmly declining. Another volley of 'DA DA DA' burst shots, another explosion from the last bullet projectile.

The rear joint of the beetle's leg suddenly distorted weirdly, stumbling backwards under the heavy pressure. As the leg tried to exert strength, instantly "SNAP!" the joint directly broke as yellowish-green fluid gushed out. The bullets persistently pounded against the thick leg causing it to fly 2 - 3 metres out before landing.

After its rear leg snapped, 'Scorching Mouth' didn't seemed like it was greatly impacted, but its turning speed had taken a huge plunge. This allowed Sheyan more ease in dodging; even if he didn't managed to dodge the trampling foot, he was able to occasionally deliver 'Resistive block' effects to lessen the damage.