Thirty seconds was quite sufficient for Chen Mu as long as he could find a way; sufficient, that is, for Chen Mu in the state of breath control!
Without any hesitation, he raised another tailless shuttle in his hand.
The strange whoosh of the tailless shuttle sounded again, somewhat startling the big bug whose body flinched back with exceptional agility.
Chen Mu had been examining its style of activity for the last two minutes. In that brief time, he had analyzed a large quantity of data. Chen Mu didn't understand the principles of breath control himself, but every time he entered the state he would always naturally employ frightening computational ability.
The probability of hitting the target was 55 percent!
With a poof, the tailless shuttle grazed the joint on one of the big bug's legs, leaving a finger-sized hole, and fell onto the ground.
