At this moment, the Tongue Toad was in the air, its large body unable to move in any direction other than downward.
If just a little faster, it would practically be a living target.
Unfortunately, given the distance between them, Yabao couldn’t launch an attack fast enough to hit the Tongue Toad before it landed.
It should have aimed for the spot where the fireball had just landed instead.
After analyzing the situation, Qiao Sang wanted to speak, but just as she finished her thoughts, Yabao acted as if it had sensed her intentions.
Its mouth opened wide, and a fireball as big as a basketball shot towards the position she had envisioned in her mind.
As the Tongue Toad landed, its injured feet came into direct contact with the still scorching ground, but it bravely held back a cry of pain.
However, the next moment, a terrifying fireball surged toward it head-on.
“Tongue Toad!!!”