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The vehicle drove for half an hour, and the road became pothole-riddled.

The tarpaulin on the vehicle had already been removed.

Under the hazy moonlight, the ground was littered with craters, and not far away lay an abandoned village, a heap of ruins and broken walls, a scene of devastation. The air was filled with a faint stench of corpses.

This was already the battlefield of that past battle. Since Ningzhou was occupied by the Barbarians, this place had become a complete no-man’s land.

A few crows gathered on the highway, constantly pecking at a mutilated and rotting corpse, occasionally letting out creepy cries.

As the convoy approached, these crows squawked in a panic, ready to soar into the sky, yet before they could fly high, they were exploded by several sharp arrows, feathers and blood scattering everywhere.

“Damn, that’s unlucky!” Lu Shouhu spat out, lowered his War Bow.

Chen Shouyi glanced at him. The bow was almost as tall as a person, with a complex armature, clearly wielding dreadful power. He hadn’t even fully drawn it, just half, yet the force matched a full-power shot of his own.

“You better conserve your strength!” Ye Zong opened his eyes and said.

Ye Zong held considerable prestige among the group, enough to suppress the crowd.

Lu Shouhu nodded, without speaking, he took an Energy Bar, tore open the package, and chewed slowly.

Everyone was conserving their energy, the atmosphere was oppressive yet silent.

Only the continuous rolling sound of the steam truck and the croaking of frogs drummed in the ears.

Chen Shouyi loosely held the War Bow, looking up at the distant sky, many black dots were spiraling endlessly.

…

“Boom!”

A sharp arrow pierced the air, emitting a thunderous roar.

A massive shadow crashed down from the sky, kicking up a cloud of dust.

“The seventh one,” Zhang Wenlong relaxed slightly after hitting with an arrow, if this was the extent, this mission would be without much danger.

Ever since the convoy approached, the assault began, but facing eight Martial Artists, these war bird squads couldn’t get near at all.

Chen Shouyi and the Hedong City Martial Artists remained calm and hadn’t fired a single arrow yet. They couldn’t compete with these seasoned Martial Artists from the Capital City, not only was each archer lethally accurate, but their attack range was vast and powerful. They began shooting from three hundred meters away, with few misses.

The arrow speed could reach up to four times the speed of sound.

Each had a sense of competition. Since the Martial Artists from the Capital City arrived, Chen Shouyi subconsciously compared himself to them. The reaction time was hard to gauge, but in terms of attack power, the gap was indeed vast.

Each of them possessed extraordinary strength, terrifying attack power, and their well-honed Archery Skills couldn’t be matched by someone like him who had only truly practiced for less than a year.

At this moment, Chen Shouyi keenly heard a faint wind, his heart stirred: “Not good, these Barbarian war bird squads, they aren’t ordinary Barbarians. Many likely haven’t died from the fall.”

His thoughts raced, and without time to alert anyone, he leaped lightly onto the car roof.

He swiftly scanned around and his heart sank as he saw several fast-moving figures under cover of darkness rapidly approaching the convoy. The nearest one was less than fifty meters away from the convoy, practically at hand’s reach for the Barbarian’s speed.

Fortunately, there was still time,

Chen Shouyi’s heart went cold, instantaneously drawing an arrow, pulling the bow, and shooting out in one seamless motion.

“Boom!” One sound.

The swiftly running Barbarian, apparently unnoticed by the upcoming attack, just felt something was wrong, but before he could dodge, an arrow pierced his abdomen followed by another arrow, blowing off his head.

Chen Shouyi shot an arrow, his movements did not pause.

One Barbarian dodged one arrow, still celebrating, and an arrow severed his neck.

The horror of high-speed archery doesn’t lie in hitting multiple targets in a short time to deal with many enemies, but in swiftly adjusting predictions mid-shot, so that enemies dodging the first arrow can’t evade the second, third arrow…

A figure flashed, Ye Zong had already pulled a bow standing atop the vehicle; he swiftly surveyed the surroundings and found the situation under control. He looked at Chen Shouyi with some surprise, such archery speed far exceeded that of a general Martial Artist.

He then grabbed three arrows, the 2,400-pound War Bow was lightly drawn open, and the next moment, arrows shot with the swiftness of lightning.

The air was torn into a vacuum corridor, leaving a white mist trail.

“Boom!” One sound.

The Barbarian didn’t even react before his head exploded instantaneously.

He shot continuously for three arrows, the arrow thunder seemed fused together.

The last three Barbarians had no time to dodge, their bodies simultaneously blown into two halves, a grisly demise.

Chen Shouyi gasped in cold air, stopping his actions.

This attack power, this reactive ability, was simply terrifying.

It was the first time Chen Shouyi saw the opponent in action.

No wonder the opponent could take down a Demigod, paired with heavy Armor-Piercing Arrows, the power could practically match an Electromagnetic Cannon. His strength was probably as Sun Mengyuan said, entirely beyond the Martial Artist level.

“Hedong indeed has powerful figures!” Ye Zong stopped shooting, saying as the bowstring buzzed.

“Far behind you!” Chen Shouyi replied.

“I admittedly have eaten a few more years of meals than you. If I’m still not as good, wouldn’t I be living like a dog? By the way, you’re a Wind Talent Ability User?” Ye Zong raised an eyebrow, speaking.

Such keen observational ability!

Chen Shouyi nodded, said, “But the power isn’t great, it can only play a supportive role.”

“Much better than other elements; I know a Fire Talent Ability User, if he didn’t go to another world, his ability’s only usefulness on Earth would probably be lighting cigarettes!” Ye Zong casually said a cold joke.

Chen Shouyi also thought so. For Martial Artists, ranged attacks had bows, close attacks had Long Swords, in Earth’s low Original Force environment, how much combat power could be increased? Instead, supportive abilities were more beneficial to Martial Artists.

“What about your hair?” As the atmosphere seemed reasonably good, Chen Shouyi asked the lingering question in his mind. Such a formidable expert with non-mainstream blue hair genuinely gave him a sense of dissonance.

“You’re not the first one to ask about this. After I took Divine Blood, my bloodline changed, receiving Electromagnetic System abilities while my hair turned this color. I used to dye it black often when younger, eventually got used to it.” Ye Zong said freely.

Chen Shouyi was slightly stunned.

He subconsciously touched his hair, somewhat relieved it hadn’t changed color.

Electromagnetic System abilities turned hair blue.

Wind System would be what color?

Teal?

Or green?

Seems like no difference between the two colors.

“A large batch of enemies is coming!” Ye Zong called out, his face serious.

Everyone responded quickly, on guard immediately, Chen Shouyi quickly followed his gaze, in the distance, shadows flickered, and the gusts echoed from afar.

No, this wasn’t just the wind.

There was also a sound akin to a horn.

In a moment, Chen Shouyi saw fireworks rise into the sky, bursting with red sparks.

Clearly, the Barbarian guards nearby had been entirely alarmed.

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