"Timber~" Atobe shouted loudly while jumping up into the air. He launched a swift kick at a high spot on the trunk. That way he would ensure the tree would fall to the other side and would not crash down on the players who were standing on this side. The vines at the top of the trees had rapidly curled up and dried a few minutes ago so they did not stop the fall from falling. Several seconds later, one could hear the sound of rock brushing against bark, the howling wind as the tree cut through it rang out in quick succession before they ended with a giant hum of a thud against the ground.
"Ah~ I have been wanting to shout something like that." After Atobe landed, he wiped away his sweat, picked up the sweat and said while assuming a pose that he believed to be quite handsome. Feng Bujue darted forward, ignoring Atobe completely towards the trunk of the tree that had been chopped off.
