As it turned out, in the face of overwhelming firepower, almost all details became irrelevant.
Even if the fighter possessed the divine skill "Deliberate Furious Fist," which allowed them to reflect all the damage received in a period of time as a fist wind rebound, they still needed to survive the damage first.
For those like the Archer Surgeon with no means of counterattack, when facing such exaggerated firepower, there was only one word for them, dead.
"It's over."
Walking out from the white circle, Chen Miao leaned on his staff and casually said as he glanced at the Hungry Monkey duo, "It seems not as complicated as the battle scene just now, quite simple really."
"..."
Zhou Shen silently stood still, not saying a word, only looking at Chen Miao with a resentful gaze, as if Miao was even stronger than he had been in the great event.
Why could the bullets he fired transform into a storm that lingered around him?
Did marksmen have this skill?