Four days later.
"Boom!"
The water surface was vast, and a white column, tens of meters high, rose with a roar, turning the splashes into a shower of mist.
The damp river wind rushed at his face as a thousand-pound fish emerged, pierced through from front to back, its blood staining a large expanse of water.
The Fat Catfish approached, bit the tail, and dragged it back for lunch.
Liang Qu set down the Yuanmu Bow, exhaled the spent air, and felt refreshed.
He reached out to grasp again.
In a few breaths, another "spear" appeared, with a white foam around its entirety as if waterwaves were flowing through it.
[Water Gun], a white water gun conjured from thin air, was extremely powerful with strong penetration.
The previous shot, at the very least, could nail a martial master of the Galloping Horse Realm!
But to say it's conjured from thin air, is still influenced by the surrounding environment.
