As Sìxiàng arrived, he merely glanced at the gigantic sandworm from afar.
Perhaps finding it too noisy, he made a throwing gesture with his right hand.
Chen Xing caught a glimpse of an afterimage as the Thunder Spear was drawn from the void, and almost synchronously with the throwing motion, the massive body of the sandworm stiffened, and its head burst open.
The body then crashed to the ground.
The people who had been fighting desperately for half a day:
Turns out we had an actor among us!
"Is this the true challenge of passing the Inheritance Tower…"
Song Yanming bitterly smiled to himself, realizing in a flash that many things had become clear to him.
From beginning to end, Chen Xing probably never cared about the petty power struggles in the class.
Because it was unnecessary.
He remembered something his father once told him.