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The arrow shot through space, quickly closing the distance. It left behind a silvery line and was so fast that no one could react.
Shou~
A shout rang out like thunder, emitting an ancient charm like a voice from ancient Huaxia.
This Yi was intentionally reminding Feng Lin to be careful with that shout. He was afraid that Feng Lin wouldn’t be able to block this arrow and ended up dying.
Good.
Feng Lin’s eyes narrowed, staring at the fired arrow. He was stunned by the aura behind it and could clearly sense that this arrow was aiming for the center of his brows. Not an inch was off, it was aimed at the direct center.
Arrows naturally needed to be accurate. Such precise archery was from the chasing wind technique. It was wondrous.
Feng Lin’s body flashed as he agilely evaded.
However, a buzzing sound rang out from the arrow’s tip. It actually locked on to Feng Lin and changed direction in mid air, not allowing Feng Lin to evade.
This arrow could track targets automatically!
Given such a short distance, there should be no way for anyone to evade.
A silver light erupted from Feng Lin’s forehead. His spirit force gushed forth like tides as a formless hand grabbed the arrow.
This tiny arrow had the force of a charging bull contained within. He wasn’t able to do anything but forcefully diverted it.
Cheeeiiik~
The arrow passed him by.
Eh?
Yi was startled. His 100% accuracy shot actually missed. This was the first time.
You are pretty good!
Battle intent could be seen in his eyes as he started to get serious.
In ancient times countless eons ago, shaman warriors had had to fight against the sky, the earth, and the gods…They had boundless a battle will and feared no fights.
Feng Lin just displayed his skill slightly, and this already caused Yi’s battle intent to well up, treating him like a real opponent.
Hand, foot, eye!
He shouted and pulled his bow, releasing three arrows in a single breath, aiming for Feng Lin’s hand, foot, and eye. He was immensely confident in his archery that he wouldn’t miss.
The truth was as such as well.
Feng Lin’s figure suddenly vibrated at high speed. His silhouette flashed, creating many after-images that confused illusory with reality.
The arrows seemed to be locked onto Feng Lin with the power of some mysterious law. The arrows started to spin like a top. The tips of the arrows were shaking. They ignored everything and focused on the true target.
Feng Lin’s hair stood on its end.
He couldn’t evade this.
No matter what he tried, he had a feeling that these arrows were unavoidable.
Feng Lin had a sudden shocking thought in his heart.
These arrows were like the legendary arrows of karma, something that couldn’t be evaded.
As expected of someone walking on the Houyi Mythological Path. This was bizarre yet extremely powerful.
Since he wasn’t able to evade the arrows, he could only block them.
Growing on his path until now, Feng Lin had experienced many slaughters; thus, his combat prowess had far surpassed his peers. He instantly had a strategy on how to deal with it.
No matter how quick a human’s speed was, they couldn’t dodge an arrow fired by someone in the same cultivation realm as them. This was a law in the universe. Human strength could not change that.
Feng Lin’s spirit force turned corporeal, creating layers of invisible walls before him.
Pu, pu, pu!
The sharp arrows shot out, directly penetrating through the walls. It seemed like nothing could block them.
But after penetrating through the layers of walls, the force within them was no longer as powerful as when they had just been fired.
Feng Lin casually waved his hand and caught the three arrows in his hand.
He saw that these arrows were forged from white bones and had a jade-like luster. Maybe they were some treasure.
Ten Thousand Arrows Spread Open!
Chi, chi, chi~
It was like Yi had found a desirable opponent. The battle intent in his eyes grew stronger, blazing with excitement.
The bowstring twanged repeatedly; the sounds of a thousand horses galloping echoed out.
The arrows were as dense as rains, forming continuous chains in the air like how a peacock would spread its tail. This attack was incomparably beautiful, yet it was full of killing intent. It instantly engulfed Feng Lin.
BOOM!
Feng Lin’s body soared into the air. His spirit force formed a protective golden halo around him.
Ding, ding, ding.
The sounds of colliding rang out as sparks manifested.
The arrows that were like the rain managed to break through the protective layer once more and their power was greatly reduced.
Feng Lin’s figure spun like a spinning top in the air. He used his legs as a whip, ruthlessly sweeping it out against those arrows.
After the arrows fell onto the ground, they actually vanished silently and automatically returned to Yi’s quiver. They seemed endless in number and would never be used up.
How could Feng Lin not understand? This set of bow and arrows must have formed a complete set. They were considered a very rare treasure and a pretty powerful one as well.
It was just that he had no idea if those arrows of karma earlier were an effect of the bow or were those because of one of Houyi Gene’s abilities.
Yi stood at his original location. He planted his feet securely on the ground, and only the muscles on his arms and the bowstring were moving. His strength seemed boundless as he continued to fire batches of arrows like he didn’t know what was fatigue.
He actually shot out arrows with enough firepower of an army, with the power of one person.
For a time, Feng Lin could only defend himself. But being suppressed and not being to retaliate wasn’t his style.
Hoi!
Cannon Fist!
Feng Lin’s muscles were like flowing water. His arms instantly expanded three times thicker.
This wasn’t the art of transformation.
Rather, this was an ability conferred to him by his recently awakened Violence Gene. This ability instantly caused the strength of his arms to increase by five to six times.
Boom!
A punch blasted out!
An invisible wave of punch force knocked the arrows away, redirecting them into walls.
However, the flying arrows were like rain. There were simply too many of them. The arrows he knocked away didn’t even make a dent in their numbers.
Yet, Feng Lin didn’t panic.
If a single punch could not settle it, then let it be two punches, three punches…
RUMBLE~
His punches exploded forth like thunder.
Feng Lin was like a madman. His punches blasted forth unceasingly, each of them radiating the might of an air cannon.
The two clashed against each other, and the aftershock dispersed outward. Their auras were so strong that people would feel stifled, unable to stand stably.
One was like a divine archer from primordial times that hunted demons and monsters. The other was like a sage king of punches in an arena of darkness.
The two of them fought against each other, strength against strength.
This brutal scene caused terror to flash through the expressions of the Greek sisters.
As for Su Li, as his face was hidden under the fox mask, no one could tell from his expressions. However, his eyes gleamed brightly, filled with trepidation.
Good technique!
At this moment, Feng Lin and Yi exchanged mutual glances as a faint feeling of understanding connected the two of them.
Only by meeting equal opponents would one find delight in combat.
These bone arrows were strangely tenacious. Even after bearing the brunt of impact from Feng Lin’s cannon fist, they weren’t damaged at all.
Since this was the case, Feng Lin would no longer hold back.
Bzz~
The violent wind whistled.
Feng Lin rubbed his hands. In an instant, a metal cudgel instantly enlarged. He brandished it around, creating a vortex of tornadoes, drawing all the arrows within before he scattered them with force.
Yi’s countenance was completely pale.
These arrows were objects that were controlled by his mind. Now that they were forcefully scattered, he naturally suffered damage to his vigor.
His heart sank.
(What weapon is that cudgel? This Feng Lin actually has such a divine weapon. No wonder he is that confident.)
But at this moment, he didn’t have any time to think too much. As his storm of arrows was stopped, a huge flaw revealed itself.
Feng Lin’s body curled up and shot through the temporarily created gap as he rushed toward Yi.
Great Sage Cleaving the Mountain!
His body stretched out smoothly, arching his back like a bow. The metal cudgel in his hand slammed down with great power, capable of cleaving mountains and severing seas. Nothing could escape the destruction.
A great sense of crisis arose in Yi’s heart. He actually used the bone bow in his hands as a weapon and swept out with it horizontally to block.
BANG!
Sparks flew everywhere.
Feng Lin took a step back before lunging over again.
Yi didn’t cower. The edge of the bone bow was as sharp as a sword. As an archer, he actually had no fear at all and went ahead to engage Feng Lin in close combat.
The edge of the bow was extremely sharp, and the brute force contained within the cudgel was exceptionally strong.
The two of them were like matchless generals on the battlefield duking it out against the other. Every clash of their weapons produced sparks and a ringing sound that echoed through the air.
Feng Lin discovered that Yi wasn’t only good at archery, his close combat prowess was also extremely terrifying!
Shaman dance!
Yi stepped around with an unusual rhythm. This martial art seemed extremely strange, radiating a barbaric aura.
His body transformed into a series of after-images, as he circled around Feng Lin. This was like shamans in ancient times dancing around a bonfire. Numerous witch-like chants rang out from his mouth as the tattoos on his body seemed to come alive. They writhed about like earthworms as a black light filled with the power of curses radiated forth.
The sharp-edged bone bow pierced out in an unusual angle, wanting to tear Feng Lin into shreds. He used his blood as a sacrifice to the tattoos of his ancestors, and the air began to warp, provoking an eerie feeling.
These moves were all illogical and extremely strange, but they were immensely powerful.
Even for Feng Lin, he wasn’t able to find their flaws in such a short time.
However, there was no need for him to find the flaws of these attacks. The Great Sage Cudgel Arts were like gushing ocean tides, filling the air with its shadow.
Since he wasn’t able to find the flaws, he would brute-force his way through everything.
Let’s see who was stronger in a direct clash.
The essence of his cudgel arts was displayed fully, complementing the Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel. Their might was exceedingly great, far surpassing one’s imagination.
However, Yi, who was still in the midst of the shaman dance, calmly faced it.
(As expected of someone who was on Hou Yi Mythological Path.)
Hou Yi was after all someone who shot down nine suns.
The potential of this path was extremely startling. I wasn’t in any way inferior to his own Sun Wukong Mythological Path.
However, potential was one thing. How would the cultivator develop their own path based on the respective mythology paths they were on was the key question.
Even for cultivators on Hou Yi Mythological Path, Feng Lin felt no fear at all even if he had to confront them.
After sparring for so long, he also saw through the generality of some of his opponent’s techniques.
No matter how many changes there were within his techniques, who would be able to win against Sun Wukong in terms of brute force?
There might be some other mythological paths that could trump Sun Wukong’s, but up until now, Feng Lin hadn’t met any cultivator with such a mythological path before.
In any case, now was not the time to tangle too long with Yi. In the future, there would surely be more chances for sparring.
His Heart Monkey Force gushed out, empowering his cudgel. The weight of his cudgel instantly increased by three times, and the strength of his entire body increased by three times as well.
The cudgel smashed down.
This move was extremely ordinary, yet it caused the entire space to twist as the pressure like a tall mountain burst out.
What?
Yi’s natural instincts warned him that something was wrong. A moment later, he felt a mountain of pressure boring down on him. His eyes narrowed as he continuously retreated.
However, under the flood of cudgel force, there was no escape. Yi could only defend head-on.
He instinctively used his bow to block.
Kacha~
What?
Yi was blasted away, flung through the air from the impact. He slammed into a metal wall like a cannon before stopping.
Enduring his churning qi and blood, he lowered his head and look. He saw clear cracks on his bone bow. In an instant, pain and fear filled his heart
He endured the pain of his churning qi and blood.
His Breaking Sun Bow was an ancient treasure inherited from his clan and was incomparably tough. Yet now, the impact force from the cudgel actually caused cracks to appear on it?
What sort of treasure was that cudgel exactly?
He naturally wouldn’t know that the cudgel in Feng Lin’s hand was a divine weapon that could prop up an entire continent. If not, he wouldn’t have chosen to use his bow to defend.
After gaining the advantage, Feng Lin felt freer, he continued with his barrage.
The cudgel shadows were quick and ruthless like a violent tornado and a fierce storm. He attacked to his heart’s content.
His blows were filled with absolute strength. Punching each other with fists, beating each other with cudgels, that was a man’s romance.
Although this was a spar, Feng Lin had no intention to show mercy. He wanted to overwhelm Yi completely.
Yi wasn’t able to defend and had to retreat continuously.
Fission Arrow!
Yi gave a roar and his hands pluck the bowstring, shooting out an arrow that split off into millions before raining down from the sky.
Ding, ding, ding!
The metal cudgel spun around, creating a perfect circle of defense that blocked the arrows.
Yi wasn’t so naive to think that he would be able to defeat Feng Lin with this single move. He merely used this attack to lengthen the distance between them. At the next moment, he pulled on his bow, causing it to bend into the form of a crescent moon as his aura intensified.
You are very strong. If I use ordinary techniques, I won’t be your opponent,
Yi spoke heavily.
However, I have one more arrow. If you can block it, I will admit your superiority and join your team willingly!
Bring it on,
said Feng Lin calmly
Settling things in a single blow? This was also what he wanted.
How much strength would a warrior on the Hou Yi Mythology Path have if he went all out?
It truly caused him to feel the anticipation.
The aura grew thicker. The sharpness intent permeated the air, piercing into people’s skin and locking on Feng Lin.
(It’s coming!)
Feng Lin’s eyes shone with a cold light.
Creak~
A hoarse grinding sound of metal rubbing against metal echoed out. This arrow seemed extremely slow like a video in slow-motion. However, Feng Lin didn’t let down his guard.
The slower an arrow appeared to be, the more force it had contained within it!
Despite Yi’s high vitality stat, his arms couldn’t help but tremble violently after he shot this arrow. It was like his arms weren’t able to bear the burden.
Chi~
Sparks trailed after the arrow.
The arrow actually caused intense friction by shooting through the air. The sparks created were as resplendent as fireworks, resembling a giant bird spreading its wings and lifting its head to let out a resounding cry as its body was cloaked in fire.
(This arrow is so slow… No! It is so exceptionally fast!)
The slowness he saw was just an illusion due to the arrow reaching the extremes in speed.
Feng Lin blinked. He only saw a firebird rushing toward him. This felt like the legendary golden crow descended from the sky. It was as if shooting stars arced through the air, wanting to incinerate the world. Feng Lin was no exception.
Blazing flames instantly engulfed him.
Golden Crow Descent!
Yi placed his bow down as his body shuddered. He was staring closely at this scene.
A moment later, the flames faded, revealing Feng Lin’s figure. Although his clothes were charred, his skin had a protective layer of jade luster.
Feng Lin still stood at his original location.
Creak, creak~
His palms were like an iron hoop, grabbing hold of that arrow tightly. He exerted force and the bone arrow suddenly crumbled apart, disintegrating into powder before dissipating into the wind.
Only then did Feng Lin spread his hands. Bloody wounds could be seen in his palms from the immense force. In addition, a tiny hole appeared in the center of Feng Lin’s brows as a drop of blood flowed from it.
Almost, he had almost died!
Feng Lin knew how fortunate he was. That arrow was too quick and too powerful, almost breaking past his defense! Although Feng Lin didn’t know the exact amount of strength needed to break past his defense, he knew this was close, very close.
Excellent. I will join your team.
Yi conceded his defeat when he saw this scene. He hugged the bone bow in his embrace and stepped to the side, closing his eyes in meditation.
You are strong, very strong. Although I don’t know how the solar system could produce such a strong expert like you, your strength has gained my recognition.
The revealed eyes of Su Li from his mask flashed brightly. He then continued,
As long as you can receive one of my attacks, I will also join your team.
Please.
Feng Lin didn’t waste words and gestured out an invitation.
Cultivators were all prideful individuals. If they didn’t talk to each other with their strength, it would be very hard for them to convince people.
He would take this chance to see the true abilities of his team members.
Su Li’s robes fluttered in the wind as the inauspicious demonic qi gushed forth like the tides. The demonic qi condensed into three tails behind him. He threw his head back and roared; his tails were erect as the light from three different energy types could be seen on the tip of his tails.
Black fire, purple lightning, silver snow…
Three energy types fused together, forming an energy loop that complemented each other.
Three tails loop!
A voice rang out.
The power of this felt like a hoop over one’s head. The target would be bombarded with ice, fire, and lightning…
It was capable of destroying all things!
