The Silk-Spitting Frog was startled before hastily spitting out a silk thread, latching onto a large tree ten meters away and repositioning its body.
"Ribbit ribbit ribbit!"
Just as it surprised the frog, the Pink Ostrich soared into mid-air, leveling with the Silk-Spitting Frog.
One leg bent and the other straight, it started to spin in mid-air.
Spinning faster and fiercer each time, like a top whirling in mid-air. It chased the Silk-Spitting Frog relentlessly, its rapidly spinning feet hitting the frog's backside repeatedly.
"Croak..."
The Silk-Spitting Frog didn't have time to react and felt as if it was being battered back and forth by a giant hammer.
When it recovered, it was completely drained of energy, sliding down the tree trunk like a puddle of mud.
"Are you still up for a fight?"
Su Mei, accustomed to the high-speed rotation, looked up at the Rope Master on another tree.
In her round brown eyes, there was no panic, no surprise, only an underlying calmness.
