"It's all on you now, Fatty!"
Fatty patted his chest, indicating his determination to bring glory to the Frog Tribe as a Heavenly God!
After speaking, it propelled the two warships into the Secret Current Tunnel and vanished from sight.
Several broken water weeds drifted past Liang Qu, swaying and floating, getting swept into the tunnel along with them.
With a slight movement of his fingers, the long spear submerged in the water stretched out in front of him, spinning as a dark gleam flashed on the blade.
This gleam appeared smooth, yet through Liang Qu's keen vision, it was clear that wasn't quite the case; it had a bit more constraint than before.
Fubo.
This was the Spirit Weapon forged by his third senior brother, Lu Gang, who had spent a good half month on it when Liang Qu was accepted as a disciple.
