Although the water column had already been weakened by Tang San and Dai Mubai by the time it reached her, Ning Rongrong, whose physical condition was worrying, still could not stabilize her body and was pushed off the metal narrow bridge by the rushing water column from her left side.
Oscar, following closely behind Ning Rongrong, reacted much faster. At this moment, his whole body was already lying on the bridge surface, and with his limbs wrapped around the bridge, Oscar should not have been washed away by the water.
However, Ning Rongrong being pushed off the bridge in front of him meant that the vine connected to Oscar would, under gravity, exert a huge leftward force on him. Combined with the impact force carried by the water column, Oscar knew clearly that he could not hold steady.
Considering that if he also fell off the left side, it could cause a very serious chain reaction for the team,
Oscar, thinking quickly, used the water column's impact to free himself from the leftward pull of the vine and deliberately fell toward the right side of the bridge. This created a balance with Ning Rongrong on the left side of the bridge, minimizing the overall impact on the team.
Behind Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, although witnessing the two in front of her falling under the bridge one after another, remained calm. Well-prepared, the water column's impact did not pose much threat to her.
As for Xiao Wu behind Zhu Zhuqing, she had already been pulled back onto the platform by Oscar in advance the moment Tang San gave the warning.
Back on the platform, Xiao Wu, Oscar (already on the platform), and Ma Hongjun nimbly avoided the direct impact of the water column. They were certainly drenched, but the impact force was negligible.
After the water column passed, Zhu Zhuqing immediately called to Dai Mubai and Tang San ahead, wanting to quickly pull Ning Rongrong and Oscar back onto the bridge.
However, mechanisms are always interconnected—triggering one affects the whole. The metal fists on both sides of the narrow bridge suddenly flared with the light of soul power at this moment, easily creating a blinding flash in the pitch-black space.
Unprepared, Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai were temporarily blinded by the sudden light and dared not move recklessly.
Once the light faded, before those on the bridge could regain their vision, the carefully guarded giant metal fists began to operate.
With a "whoosh" of breaking wind, huge metal fists suddenly sprang from the walls, sealing the space around the metal narrow bridge like a martial arts master blocking the surrounding area.
Not only were Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Zhu Zhuqing on the bridge under fierce attack, forced to dodge awkwardly relying on vague sensations, but Oscar and Ning Rongrong, still hanging below, could not escape the coverage of the giant metal fists.
"Bang!"—the sound of a metal fist hitting Oscar, though this punch was intentionally received by him. Using the punch's impact, Oscar, though gritting his teeth in pain and struggling to breathe, successfully held onto the metal bridge.
Next, Oscar needed to find the right moment to climb back onto the bridge. Those on the bridge were clearly preoccupied and could not pay attention to him. Hanging below, dodging was difficult, and sooner or later he would be hit.
If that's the case, it was better to endure one punch now while energy was still sufficient to quickly change his situation.
After five seconds, having dodged two iron fists, Oscar finally seized the opportunity and used his arms to pull himself back onto the bridge.
After catching his breath, when he looked up, Oscar's expression involuntarily became very strange.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were still struggling, but Tang San had already regained his vision in advance. Moreover, Tang San now seemed to be in a relaxed, effortless state.
On the narrow bridge, Tang San lightly stepped with the Ghost Shadow Stealth Step, elegantly avoiding the iron fists,
and even nimbly bypassed Dai Mubai, who had just taken a hit, reaching the position where Ning Rongrong had fallen. Since everyone else was too preoccupied to help, Ning Rongrong was still hanging below the bridge, swinging like a pendulum, struggling awkwardly to dodge the metal fists.
Because the distance between them wasn't too far, Oscar could see all of Tang San's rescue movements.
After dodging a fist aimed straight at his head, Tang San bent down to pick up a vine from the ground. Before the next attack came, he quickly used his arms to lift Ning Rongrong back up.
If it weren't such a bad moment to cheer, Oscar swore he would give Tang San his most sincere applause and shouts of praise.
In the next ten seconds, because Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had not fully regained their vision, the five people on the metal narrow bridge temporarily stayed in place, each doing their best to dodge.
The only one who could endure the iron fists without being knocked off the bridge was Dai Mubai. In fact, Dai Mubai didn't want to take the hits; he was just not skilled in the skill of locating attacks by sound.
Forced to endure three iron fists, Dai Mubai was nearing his limit. He could feel his arms completely numb. Without using soul power, the next attack could result in broken bones.
His blurry vision didn't help much. The fourth iron fist quickly arrived. Dai Mubai, unable to raise his arms in time, was hit squarely in the chest.
The heavy blow left Dai Mubai momentarily unable to breathe smoothly. Losing his balance, he ultimately could not stabilize himself and fell below the bridge.
Tang San, who had been helping Ning Rongrong dodge attacks, quickly reacted the instant his Purple Extreme Devil Eye detected Dai Mubai falling. A step misplacement not only avoided the attack but stabilized his stance with a horse stance.
Skillfully borrowing the force of the iron fist retracting, Tang San successfully pulled the dazed Dai Mubai back onto the bridge.
Temporarily putting aside the tension and awkwardness on the bridge, the focus shifted to Oscar, who was out of attack range.
At this moment, Oscar was carefully observing the constantly swinging metal fists, hoping to find a pattern that would make his movements on the narrow bridge easier.
Whether it was his imagination or not, Oscar felt that as the team lingered on the bridge, the speed of the metal fists gradually increased.
Before Oscar could confirm whether his feeling was accurate, Tang San on the bridge helped prove it.
"We can't keep dodging in place like this. This bridge must have a gravity-sensing mechanism. As long as we don't move out of a certain range for a period of time, these fists will swing faster and faster.
I think we should immediately retreat, back to the platform outside the fists' attack range, rest a bit, and summarize before moving forward again.
On one hand, we haven't advanced very far, and we don't know how far we need to go before the fists return to normal speed.
On the other hand, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and Xiao Ao on the platform will find it very difficult to step onto the bridge under such dense attacks and keep up with our pace."
Tang San's words awakened the group who were dodging left and right. Zhu Zhuqing, at the back, immediately started retreating. Oscar, who had basically been glued to Zhu Zhuqing, followed closely.
Thus, it took the five of them a full ten minutes to retreat entirely from the metal narrow bridge. Previously, their cautious advance had been slow, covering less than ten meters.
Standing on the small platform at the head of the metal narrow bridge, they watched the metal fists, which had rampaged through all surrounding spaces, gradually stop as everyone returned to the platform. A collective sigh of relief rose in their hearts.
Without the use of Martial Souls and soul power, and while carrying burdens, facing an attack that combined both speed and force, there really was no better solution available.
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